Over Again (18+)

Camille's relationship with Harry was perfect until she was torn and cheated. Things got worse after Harry found out and troubles came over. Before everything has fixed, another troubles came again and broke hearts into pieces. Trust was broken, friendship was betrayed. Could Camille make everything straight and start this over again?


22. The Walk

A/N: Heeeyyy beautiful readers (;

Thank you for reading! :D

Well, I'm sorry I can't update as often as before, because of exams. So this week I'm busy because of tests, homework, and assignments, and paper project too! So I'm sorry if I can't update more often ):

And next week I'll have final exam for 11th grade, so wish me luck please xx (:

So... enjoy the chapter and thanks for your patience :D

Massive love,

Denna xx






What the fuck?! Liam and Niall.. They kissed?! They really kissed! And Liam stated that he loved Niall, then they kissed! I just couldn't believe that, it was so unexpected. I thought Liam and Danielle would last longest, knowing they were always romantic, and there was almost no trouble came between them. I thought he was straight! I sighed and lied on my bed, pull my phone out of my pocket. I had nothing to do, so I just opened Twitter. I scrolled through my timeline and realized that the lads and I hadn't tweeted for pretty long time. I gulped. The fans must had disappointed and worried. I decided to do a follow spree to make them happy. I tried to follow users as much as I could. I also replied my tweets and DM's. After an hour on Twitter, I fell asleep for a nap.

I was surprisingly kicked out of my nap and quickly got up because of a ring on my phone. I saw the screen and it was Leigh calling. Shit, she almost gave me a heart attack. I answered the call.

"Hey, what's the matter, Leigh?" I asked huskily.

"I want to call the police," she said, straight to the point.

"What? No! The media will know," I replied quickly. "Have you called them?"

"No," she answered. "But I will."

"No you won't," I stated. "Camille and I will save Harry by ourselves."

"But what if the kidnappers bring him to another country, or murder him?"

"I won't let that happen," I said, with doubt.

"You can't guarantee that!" she snapped.

"Calm down, Leigh. Give me time. I don't want people know about this. My band mates don't even know," I replied.

"Then tell them," she said.

"I can't, I mean not now."

"Why can't?" she asked, getting impatient.

"I'm afraid of the management and I'm still not ready for their reaction."

"Ugh, coward," she mocked.


"Well, we have to tell the police!" she insisted.

"Give me time," I said.

"Three days," she stated. "If in three days you don't bring Harry back with you and the boys, I will call the police," she uttered.

"Deal," I said with no doubt then hung up before she changed her mind. Shit, she made me sick. I wondered why was she so persistent in finding Harry. She didn't even involved in this problem. I remove that thoughts then walked downstairs to the living room and found Niall, Liam, and Danielle were watching The Voice.

"Hey, guys," I said and took a seat on the couch.

"Louis, finally you're back," Danielle said. I just nodded and took a look at Liam and Niall. They didn't interact on each other. I threw my sight on the telly and saw an ugly contestant sang 'Chasing The Sun' by The Wanted. Not interesting.

"Where are Zayn and Perrie?" I asked.

"Having a date" Danielle replied shortly. "Anyway, where have you been all day?" she questioned. I cleared my throat and managed myself to speak.

"Just going out," I replied then tried to change the topic. "So what are you guys up to do today?" I asked.

"I don't know," Liam answered.

"Have you heard anything from the management?" I questioned.

"Paul called yesterday," he replied.

"What did he say?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"About the show in Liverpool next week. And he said that we're grounded because we can't find Harry. And Harry will get the worst punishment."

"Don't punish Harry," I said. "It's all my fault, okay. Let them punish me, not Harry. He's the blameless one." No one responded. Liam just raised his shoulder without saying anything, whilst Niall was just looking at me. I caught him glanced at Liam many times. I watched Liam who was sitting with head facing the floor. He messed his hair then lifted his head and looked at me.

"This doesn't make sense," he said, almost yelling. "It's so strange," he continued.

"Why?" I asked, afraid that he would find out about Harry. He could sense something strange between us, so I was pretty sure that he would sense something bad happened to Harry.

"We all know Harry very well. Don't you guys think that it's so strange knowing Harry has left and gone for this long because his girlfriend cheated on him?" he said.

"That's what I've been thinking for these days," said Danielle.

"Harry won't leave the band. We all know that," Liam said. "There must be something happens to him," he said right to the point.

"I feel that too," Niall spoke. "But what's that?"

"I don't know," Liam replied. He put his arms around Danielle's shoulder and I could see Niall got jealous instantly. 

"We can't wait for him to come back here, we MUST find him, look for him," I said then left to my room. Conversation about Harry made me feel worse and worse. I stayed in my room, tried to think about the way to save Harry but it seemed like no idea came to my mind. I decided to text Camille. I ended up chatting with Camille until the moon appeared. We talked about a lot of things, shared about what was going on in the past few days. Seeing her name in my screen and reading her texts felt like a breeze in my heart, giving me freshness and relaxation.



Where were they?

The sparks in his eyes, the warmth in his arms, they were gone. I felt like he didn't love me the same way like before. Our kiss were just ordinary, meant nothing. Now he didn't look at me the way he did months before, he just looked at me like we were just friends. I knew he tried to cover it, I could tell he was just trying to hide it from me. But I could feel that. We had been together for years so I knew every little change of him.

I watched him playing with his phone whilst lying on the bed we shared. His body was facing the opposite direction, so I couldn't see his face. I stared at him, watching him typing a text for someone. Was he texting another girl? I narrowed my eyes, tried to see who was the one he texted with, and I saw Niall's name on his inbox. I sighed in relief, knowing it was just Niall. I rolled to get comfortable position, and found myself lying facing the ceiling. I glanced at Liam, he was still busy with his phone and ignored me. It had happened for two days, and I still hadn't gotten used to it. Usually we had night sex. I coughed many times, tried to show him that I existed, that I needed his attention. But he didn't notice. He was still texting Niall. I sighed. Finally I grabbed his phone from his hands and pulled it away.

"Hey, give it back! Dani-" Liam protested.

"What, Li? ! I'm here, lying beside you and need your attention. But you just act like I don't exist," I snapped.

"Sorry, Dani. I'm really sorry," he apologized, showing me his puppy eyes. Those eyes always won my heart, making me fall deep into his love but tonight they were different. There were no sparks in his brown eyes, there were just.. ordinary. I tried to control my breath then blinked several times to hold back the tears in my eyes. I closed my eyes tightly and turned upside down, buried my face on my pillow and tried to remove that bad thoughts about Liam. I hoped it was just my feelings.

Don't worry, Danielle. Tomorrow, everything's gonna be alright. Our relationship will be back to normal and those sparks will back again, I thought, tried to make myself feel better.

"Dani," Liam squeezed my shoulder then rubbed my back. "Sorry, babe. Please don't be mad," he said kissing the back of my neck. I sighed then turned to lied facing him.

"I'm really sorry, boo," he said worriedly. I just sighed then leaned in to give him a peck on the lips. He wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep cuddling.



"Dad, what are you going to do today?" I asked to my dad who was watching TV in the living room. I put my phone on my pocket after had a long text conversation with Louis.

"Nothing, just a tiring day at work so I just want to stay home," he replied. "What about you? Are you going out tonight?" he asked.

"I want to take a walk around this neighborhood, would you accompany me?" I asked wishfully.

"Okay, dear. Let's go then," he said then got up. "I'll change my clothes first. Grab your jacket, it's gonna be cold," he said and I walked towards my room to take my jacket. I took a jacket from my cupboard, it was a long sleeve orange jumper. The sleeves were longer than my arms but it was warm. I put it on and walked out to see my dad was waiting for me in front of the house.

"Let's go," he said then we walked out side by side to the street as we were greeted by the cold fresh night air.

"Look, the moon shines really bright," I said pointing at the full moon in the sky. It was so beautiful. The stars were flickering in the sky, just like diamonds in the sky. Actually I didn't just walk around the neighborhood. My eyes surfed the area, looked at every black vehicle that passed by. There was no black van that had matching police number with the number Louis told me. We walked around the park in silence. My eyes were still observing the area, in hope to see the kidnappers' van.

"What are you looking at?" my dad asked, noticed that I was really paying attention on the walk.

"Uh," I tried to find the good excuse. "Well, I saw a cat," I lied. "Then it disappeared so I'm finding out where's it now," I excused.

"Oh," he replied shortly. I looked around, I was walking on the road where Louis saw the van for the last time. I sighed. It was almost impossible to find the kidnappers' van with just very least clue. 

We entered a park and stopped to buy some soft drink, then sat on a bench. I looked around, watched people who was enjoying the night air at the park. There were a lot of couples kissing there, and it made me so jealous and uncomfortable. They reminded me of Harry, about the old times we had together. We used to walk together in the park, hand in hand and sometimes cuddling. I missed the times when we were dating in the park, sat on the grass together whilst eating ice cream and kissing.

"Camille," my dad's voice reminded me of his presence. I turned to look at him and gave him a questioning look.

"There's a fireworks show over there," he said pointing at the crowd on the other side of the park. "You wanna come and see?" he asked.

"Um, sure," I replied. Then we walked hand in hand towards the crowd.

The fireworks were so beautiful. I was so amazed by the colorful fireworks in the night sky. I entwined my arms with my dad's arms and rested my head on his shoulder, enjoying the show. Then we walked back home after the show was ended.

We walked in the street towards our house that was only a few blocks apart. On the way I saw a guy that was recognized as Siva from The Wanted sitting on the curb alone. I knew the wanted member and talked to them a few times. We often met in some events like awards or movie premieres. They were not really friendly and to be honest I didn't like them but I pretended to like them and be nice to them.

I approached Siva and patted his shoulder. My dad followed me behind.

"Hey, Siva," I greeted and stopped.

"Oh, hey Camille," he replied.

"Why are you sitting here alone?" I asked.

"Um, just trying to get fresh air," he replied. I just nodded.

"What about you? What are you doing?" he asked back.

"Just had a walk in the park with my dad," I replied. "Now I'm on my way home."

"Do you live near here?" he asked.

"Yep, how about you?"

"Me too, I leave only a few blocks from here," he answered. "Where's your house?" he asked. I told him my house's address and he just nodded.

"Do you know about a black van?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Um, do you know who owns a black van with this police number?" I asked and told her the kidnappers' police number. "I assume that the owner lives here, I really have to find the owner. Do you know who is he? Or where does he live?"

He looked at me strangely then seemed like thinking about something. I wished he would know about the van and tell me where the owner lived. 

"I don't know," he finally said. "What kind of van? I've never seen that near this neighborhood. Probably it's not from here?" 

"Oh," I sighed. So he didn't know about the kidnappers' van. I felt like I was getting further to Harry. "Okay, thanks, Siva," I said. Siva looked at me and I noticed there was something weird in his look. He stepped forward towards me, and it was kinda scary at that moment. Then I heard my dad yelled.

"Camille, let's go home," he said whilst walking. I left Siva quickly and ran a little to follow my dad. Then we walked back to our house.

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