Remember Your Promise -Complete-

“Remember when you left without saying goodbye?” he asked.
“Yes” I replied sadly, remembering it like it was yesterday.
“Promise me you’ll never do it again.”
“I promise”

**KC and Aubrey are best friends and go to London to stay with KC's aunt and celebrate her 18th birthday. What happens when she runs in to an old friend? Does meeting him once again bring back her past sadness or clash with her happy future?**
First Movella...excited!


32. You Again

Harry’s POV:

Today is the day I meet up with Adam. We agreed that we’d go to a coffee shop at 2pm. After I was done getting ready I went downstairs since I had some extra time before I went to pick up Karmen. As I was in the music room, strumming at a guitar, Liam came. He sat down beside me and just watched me play. I stopped after a few seconds, feeling kind of awkward. “What’s up, Liam?” I asked, setting down the guitar. “Nothing, just…worried about you is all.” He said it like it was a normal thing. “And why would you be worried?” “You seem to take a liking to KC.” “Uh, yeah she’s a good fri-…” “You know what I mean, Harry.” He said abruptly, cutting me off. I sighed, “Look, I don’t like her in that way. She’s my friend and always will be.” I felt kind of sad after saying that. Admitting that Karmen and I will be nothing more than just…friends.”Whatever you say, Harry” he said, sarcasm filling his voice. He got up and left the room. How could he think that? Whatever, I need to go and get Karmen.


I was in the bathroom straightening my hair after I was done getting dressed. I was wearing a bright orange hem shirt with white ripped skinny jeans and to top it off, my orange sandals. I just got finished when Harry called. “What’s up, Harry?” I answered the phone. “I’m outside.” He said. I laughed, “You know you could’ve just knocked on the door.” “Yeah, but that would require me to get out of my car and walk, and we both know how lazy I am.” I laughed, “Alright, I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Ugh, this better be good” I said as I entered the passenger seat of Harry’s car. He laughed, “Don’t worry, it’s worth it” he said as he pulled away from Lou’s. We drove to the coffee shop and Harry ordered us both a hot chocolate. “Here you go” he said, handing me my drink. “Thanks” I mumbled. “Are you excited?” he grinned at me. I sighed, “Harry, what is this about?” “Just stop asking questions and wait.” We chatted a little while longer before Harry cut me off and said; “He’s here” he smiled, nodding toward the entrance. He got up and walked towards the supposed ‘guy’. I turned around in my seat at the booth and saw Harry hugging a guy. I stood up and they walked towards me, “Karmen, this is Adam.” Wait, who? “Uh. Hi, I’m KC” I say, holding out my hand for him to shake, he did. “I’m Adam.” Really?! Adam?! It was him. One of my best friends from my childhood. I immediately wrapped him in a hug. A tight one. “Adam! It’s me, Karmen!” I said, still holding him tight. I know I surprised him because he didn’t hug back. He laughed, “Karmen” he said, finally hugging me back. He remembered me! I could hear a deep laugh from beside me. Harry. “Alright you two, let’s sit down” he said, motioning us back to our table. We sat down after Adam had gotten himself a drink. Adam sat next to me on one side while Harry sat across from us. “So Karmen, I mean…KC?” I laughed at his flustered expression, “Either one is fine.” “Yeah, what’s up with the whole ‘KC’ thing? What happened to ‘Karmen’?” he said, shifting his body so he was facing me. “I guess it changed, along with the girl it belonged to.” I shrugged, dropped my head while stirring my hot chocolate with my straw.

Adam’s POV:

She was right, she has changed. Even though I haven’t talked to her much, I knew she wasn’t the same girl. She seemed more bright, yet quiet. Fun, yet laid back. Confident, yet reserved. I glanced at Harry and he looked back and shrugged, but I could see the concern in his eyes, matching mine. “Well, I’m glad we’re together again” Harry said, ending the awkward silence. “Yeah, too bad Josie isn’t here” I said. It made KC look up at me with a smile. “I remember the first day I met you guys. I’m happy to have you here with me again.”


There I stood. In front of my new class, introducing myself. All seats were taken except for one. I walked over to the three people who looked very welcoming. “Hi, is it alright if I sit here?” “Dejavu!” the blonde one exclaimed. The other two laughed, “Of course you can” the boy said. I sat down in the empty chair. “What she means is, you’re exactly where I was a month ago” the curly haired girl said, “I’m Karmen.” “I’m Harry” “And I’m Josie.” I was surprised. They are so…mature, for year fours. Kids at my old school were mean and immature…for ten year olds. We spent the rest of class, lunch, and recess, chatting and laughing about all sorts of things.

“Later Josie! Bye Harry!” I yelled to them. Josie’s house is the other way and Harry had a doctor’s appointment so it was just Karmen and I walking home. We were walking, when I heard someone yell, “Hey, mutt! (Urban dictionary: A person of mixed racial descent.)” I saw Karmen tense. I looked back and saw a group of about four girls, three meters behind us. She ignored them, so I ignored them, and kept walking. We were walking, and then someone pushed her down. I stopped and turned to the girls. “I know you heard me!” she yelled at Karmen, who was face down on the ground. I bent down to help her up but she scrapped her knees badly and she was in too much pain. I gave the girl a dirty look. “Oh look, if it isn’t the new kid. What’s your name? Adam?” I shook my head and turned Karmen over so she was lying on her back, and sat her up. “By the way, my names Caroline but everyone calls me Cara” she said holding out her hand. I rolled my eyes at her and kept my attention on Karmen, examining her face. “Whatever. See you later MUTT!” she yelled, walking away with her group.

“Are you alright?” I asked Karmen as we continued to walk down the road. “Y-yeah, it happens often. They only mess with me when Harry isn’t around.” “Well, I want to help you as well. OK?” She nodded. We got to the cross roads, where we had to go on different directions. “Thanks, for walking with me.” “No, thank you for being so friendly on my first day” I said. “No problem” she said, coming up to me and hugging me. When we pulled apart she held her hand up and I matched hers with mine. She wrapped her thumb around my hand, and acknowledged me to do the same. I laughed. “It’s called a ‘hand hug’” she said. I smiled before dropping my hand. She smiled back before turning and walking home. Both of us now going in different directions.

*End of Flashback*

Harry laughed, “I remembered that day. You swore that you were better than me at football so during recess we played and you were horrible.” “No way! I won that match.” I protested. “Are you being serious? I won that match.” Harry protested. “Actually,” KC intervened “I was there and I clearly saw that Adam won that match.” Harry huffed in defeat. I signaled for a high five and we did me we kept our palms together. We looked at each other in amusement as we slowly ‘hand hugged’. Such a simple gesture, bringing back so many memories. We smiled at each other before dropping our hands.

“So, are you guys dating?” I asked, quickly regretting it. KC almost chocked on her drink while Harry nervously cleared his throat. “Uh, no” Harry said. I thought they were. They were so close when we were younger and I remember when we found out KC left, he, like all three of us, were devastated. I thought they found each other again. “No, Harry and I are just friends.” KC added. So she was single? Yes! It might be weird to ask your childhood best friend on a date but she’s so pretty. I have to take a chance. Hopefully she’ll say yes.

A/N: New character! Anyway, thank you guys for 381 reads. Please like and favorite this story, it would mean a lot. Oh, and comment! Does Harry like KC? What about Juliet? Will Adam ask her out? What about Niall? Questions, questions, questions. You're gonna have to wait for my next update, which is tomorrow.


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