Miley's P.O.V

"I would like the Iced Caffe Mocha please." I asked the man behind the counter.


I arrived to Bradford 2 hours ago with Danielle. But however she ditched me afterwards to see her boyfriend, L-Lesley? Or something like that. So here I am at Starbucks getting a drink to oose down my nerves.


Jeez, I never thought Bradford would be such a posh like place, but trust me it's more than that. Their accents are nothing like what I expected. I was so nervous to come that before I left my house I searched up, 'English Accents'. Nothing that I expected from the people here were said on the internet though.


"Here you go miss." The man winked at me causing me to flinch slightly.


I'm not that person that likes to have men compliment you or try to ask you out. I don't know but it creeps me out. Since the day that- never mind.


I rushed along to find a spare seat at the far end as I'm also the anti social type. I wonder how Danielle still is my best friend .. Nobody likes to hang around the freaky bitch, but that's not why I came here.


Nobody knows why I came here. Not even Danielle. She just called me one day and now here I am.


Flashback


"Danielle?" I answered my phone not checking caller ID. It wasn't a guess, it was more of hoping it was her calling or else I would be in deep shit.


"Hey Mile!" Her voice squeaked through the phone relieving me from any type of anxienty to occur.


"Listen, I'm going to uni tomorrow-"


"Well that's great!" I interupted her.


"One problem.. It's in England."


I dropped the phone from my hand as I stood there with shock. She was leaving me? I wasn't in the position to lose anybody else. No, rewind that, she should go. I don't want her to be in my mess anymore.


I hurt too many people, that's why they end up leaving me at some point.


"Hello? Miley?" I heard her voice still call from my now broken phone. Stupid cheap ass case. I quickly picked it up examining the damage, then I remembered.. Danielle.


"Y-yes?"


"Well thank god your alive. So will you come or not?"


I'm confused. What is she talking about, where am I meant to go with her?


"Where?"


"England silly."


End of Flashback


That was the day when I found out that somebody does actually care about me and Danielle is one of my best friends. I would consider her more as a sister as she was the one right beside me since my parents passed away,


If it wasn't for her, I think I would be here to be honest. That girl is the half of me and nobody could change that.









"Miley hurry up girl, we don't wanna be late. Remember, we have to make a good first impression!"


I quickly finished doing the winged liner on my left eye. To be honest, first impressions are the least for me to worry about- but not for Danielle. She needs to be ontime or she wil-


"If you don't be quick enough I will cut your hair when you sleep!"


What?


"I'm serious!"


"Coming Dani" I shouted back at her. I can practically hear her huff at me. Oh well. I grab my bag, take one last look at the mirror before heading out. I then grabbed my bag and met her downstairs, her face was red from all the shouting, her hair covering her tomato cheeks.


"You took your fucking time, now lets go!"


I gasped. It was a shock to see her swear.


"Gasp. I swore. Its not like you haven't heard me swearing before."


"I don't remember a time you did." I said as I closed the front door and locked it. We made our way to her car and she just gave me the stink eye. Well then.


The whole car ride consisted of dreadful singing along with the radio. Once we made it to the car park of the University of Bradford, it took me a long time to figure out why everyone had a British accent. It's not my fault I'm so American.


When Dani and I came out of the car, I felt a pair of eyes glued on me. I turned around and saw probably the most hottest boy ever. I looked at the ground after I caught his eye. Don't forget why you're here Miley, don't forget.