He's My Angel

The story started when I was young and dumb, I was naïve I didn't listen. I fell in love and boy did I fall hard. He was just so, perfect. This is my story and I'd like to warn you. It is pretty emotional. Welcome to my world. I fell hard and he didn't catch me. I hit rock bottom HARD and the worst part, I hit it alone.

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22. Chapter 22

Harry's P.O.V

Okay, So let me fill you in on everything. Diana's back at home. She checked out of the hospital yesterday. I told everybody she knows my plan, including her mum and dad. I told them to pretend she never met me. That I was just a part of her crazy dream. I'm just praying it works. I told everybody I know not to contact her or anything. So here I'm, Camila in my arms watching Titanic... This fucking sucks...

Diana's P.O.V

"No! He's real! It's real!" I shouted to Kay-Flee.

"Diana, listen to me. It's fake. It's fake. He's just your neighbour!" She said quietly. I pulled out a picture of me and Harry ice skating.

"Explain this." I said shoving it at her. She gasped and looked at me then Harry's house.

"I knew it!!!" I shouted as I ran towards his house.

"Stop! Diana! STOP!" She begged but I ignored.

I ran up the steps to his house and banged on the door. He opened it about 6 seconds later and I hugged him as tight as I could.

"Harry." I mumbled in his chest.

"D- Who are you?" He said, his voice was shaky.

"I know it Harry stop pretending I saw pictures the paparazzi took. I remember Harry. Stop please. I miss you. Stop pretending. I'm begging you." I said quietly and let him go.

He looked at me. His eyes glossy and tears threatened to spill out. He took a deep breath before giving me shoulder a little push and I took a step back.

"You're crazy." He said and shut the door.

*Time Skip*

You're crazy

You're crazy

You're crazy

You're crazy

You're crazy

You're crazy

You're crazy

You're crazy

You're crazy

You're crazy

Those words just kept whispering in my head. I'm not crazy. I remember it. I remember everything. I'm not crazy. Right? It all happened, right? Maybe I'm crazy. Maybe this is how it's supposed to be. No, Georgia told me that it was real. I'm not just gonna let him go. I saw it in his eyes that he remembered me. He almost said my name. Almost... I know he remembers me. 

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