Over Again

Imagine being an international pop star all your life. Not knowing who to trust. Or not even knowing who's your friend. This is the story of a firl. She's gone through much.
Name: Allison
Nickname: Ale
Stagename: L.A.
Hobby: International popstar
Secret: To be revealed
Love: You'll know soon.
Enjoy !!!!!! :D


6. Alright

She explained all that to a very confused Harry that I was his cousin. 

So ur my cousin? He asked me kind of sad.

Yes. Aren't you glad. Your mine and I'm yours. Just perfect. I responded.

Yah. Im also really happy. He said wrapping me into a big bear hug.

Ok, now that, that's settled. You two should go sleep and maybe do something tomorrow. 

Um, sure Auntie Anne. Are there any carnivals around here.

Yes there is gonna be one this weekend.

Maybe we should go tomorrow Harry. 

Alright sounds like fun.

Ok we'll be headimg off to bed right now. 

Yes, mum. Goodnight. 

Goodnight. Once we said goodnight Harry and I went upstairs to his room. I changed in to my pjs and Harry's pjs were...unusual. 

Um aren't you gonna put something on, I asked Harry. He was only in his boxers.

Um, sure some pants.

And a tee shirt. 

Nah im ok.

Well goodnight. I said. I started to lay down on the inflatable bed.

What are you doing. Harry asked.


Yes but not there. You are sleeping on the bed.


No buts in bed now.

Ok father. I went to bed and fell fast asleep. Which I soon regretted. 

*I was in a car. It was rumbling down a hill. Strong arms protect me. Everything goes dark. There's no light. Next thing you know im at a funeral. Crying. Alone. I started running. Faster and faster each second. The death of my father replayed in my head each night. It haunted me everyday. Never to leave me alone*

Harry's pov:

I went to sleep. Suddenly I feel moving and faint screaming next to me. 

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