It all started at StarBucks

All passengers for flight 275 for America is boarding repeat all passengers for flight 275 for America is now boarding" I dried my last of my tears as I stood up and started walking to the plane doors. This is going to be hard going back. But I know I have to. I need to. I want to. I don't care if my father catches me. It'll be worth it. I know it's dangerous leaving the country and into the same country as him because he can't touch me in Britain but Britain doesn't have the control over him taking me. They can't do anything. My mom can't even do anything. And in fine with that. I'm almost 18 I can start making descions like this. As I stepped on the stairs of the plane. I smiled a little. I never liked this country and its going to be nice getting out of it and going in a country I'm familiar with. I walked into the plane. I found my seat. First class. My car is being flown a hour behind me. So ill have a car by the time I get there. I got out my phone and got texts from unknown numbers

Unknown: 'Please come back!'

Mom: 'sweetie please come back talk to us'

Unknown: 'Hey honey it's Anne please don't leave'

Unknown: 'I'm sorry ok. I said I'm sorry come back please I don't like crying people!'

That ones definitely one of the guys.

Unknown: 'if you don't come back I'm going to really mess you up!'

Louis. He's the only one that would say that.

Unknown: 'please come back your like a sister I never got! Stupid fucktard Harry!'

Gemma. I saved Anne and Gemma's numbers and went to a group message.

Group message: Mom, Anne, Gemma, unknown, unknown, unknown, unknown, unknown

'Im sorry but it's to late I'm already taking off. The planes taking off right now goodbye'

I instantly got texts back

Unknown: 'look outside your fucking window down by the big windows at the airport!'

I did and couldn't believe what I saw. They ALL were there. Watching me as I left. I honestly don't know when I'm coming back to Holmes Chapel. Who knows I may never come back I might stay in America till I'm 18 and then fly off some other country. Who knows. I sat back and shut my phone off. God who knew they ALL would showed up. I didn't really want them to. I mean not at all. I wanted to leave on my own without anybody there to watch me.


* Harry's POV *

We all basically ran in. We ran to the big windows just in time to see her plane take off. As soon as it disappeared in the air. I leaned against the wall and slowly slid down it until I was at the bottom on the ground, I slid my knees up and wrapped my arms around then keeping them in place. I missed her. Only if we got here 5 minutes earlier I would've been able to talk her out of going. Now I just saw the last of her for probably forever. Dammit. This sucks. Her mom knelt down next to me and said "you alright" "ya just fine you?" "Sad but ill make it." She got up and started walking to the exit "hey Amy?" She turned around "yes?" "Where does your family live?" "Idaho" I nodded and got my phone out. I need to look for any near tickets to America. And just my luck. There all sold out for this week. "Shit!" They all turned around and stared at me "what?" Oh fuck. They can't know. "Nothing." They all nodded and turned back around and left. Me? I stayed the rest of the day asking for any other tickets.

"No I'm sorry we don't have anymore tickets" "are you sure?" "Yes why do u need them so much?" I needed to lie "my girlfriend just left the country and our families and friends didn't want her because of her a shove dad that will kidnap her and ill never see again so I really need a ticket now" wow part of that wasn't a lie, I started to walk away when I heard "Sir?" "Yes?" I turned towards the counter again. The lady pointed to a family. The guy motioned for me to come to them. I mentally groaned but went over there anyways. He said "son do you need a ticket?" "Yes why?" Not getting his point "I can give you mine, I over heard your conversation and I understand what your going through" no you don't because what I'm going through isn't real. She's strictly a friend. Maybe not even that. I just don't want to see everybody sad. I nodded. I really need a ticket. "I have a ticket it's for four days from now though you can have it" "I can't do that, you have a family" "it doesn't matter. My life's already made by being with them. You don't have her anymore. You take this ticket for nothing in return and you go get her" he stuck the ticket in my pocket. Wow privacy dude! I didn't touch him though. Usually I would have twisted his arm behind his back by now but I didn't touch him. I thanked him and went straight home. I need to pack. I need to get her address. I went to get my suitcase when a knock on my day rung through my ears. "What" "it's me" mum. "Come in" she opened my door. She saw me get my suitcase down "where we should planning on going?" Lie Harry. Lie. "The Paris trip. I'm going to pack for that." Yes. She fell for it. She nodded. Kissed my cheek and left with a goodnight. It's almost 1 am. Tuesday morning. Fuck I have school. I hate school. But I'm going to have to explain what happened to Amber. Fun right? You know what I won't pack tonight ill do it later I'm tired right now. I took off my shirt and stripped down just into my boxers and then I pulled on some sweat and got into my bed. I laid where Amber laid. Gosh I just noticed but she smells good. Wait what? What did I just-.. What no. Go to sleep Harry. I closed my eyes and let sleep take me away.


* Ambers POV *


Yay! I landed! I got off the plane and went inside. I turned on my phone. Great no service. It's midnight here in Chicago, Illinois and its 6 am there in Britain. There first out many days without me. I found my luggage and grabbed it. I started walking towards the door. My car was already waiting for me. When I walked outside. I saw it. I jogged over to it. I out my stuff in the backseat. I need to get my money traded, so that's what I did. I went to the nearest hotel. They agreed to trade my money. Weird hotels usually don't do that. I got my money back and I rented a room for the night. Later on today ill make the long drive to my small town in Idaho. I looked at myself in the mirror. It's a bit weird I've been doing that a lot lately. I then realized. I changed my appearance a week before we moved so my father wouldn't recognize me if he did ever see us. He wouldn't know it was me. Scary thought. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder and around me to make sure he isn't there. Because I know he is going to find out I'm back. I know he's going to try and look for me until he finds me. I know what I'm doing is dangerous and is risking my life. But all my life I've been doing that exact thing but this time I realize that I am doing this and it's affecting everyone's safety. I know he's angry. I know he wants revenge on me for screaming. For me using myself so my mother can knock him out. I know he's mad at me and will torture me until I give in and tell him everything. Harry said he would protect me from him. He can't now. He's not here. Them two are very alike. Do the same things. Look the same. Act the same. Except one thing. Harry's actually tolerable. My father isn't. He can't control himself. If he gets angry he takes it out on anything or ANYONE near him. It doesn't matter who it is. He. Will. Hurt. Them. My dad is a dangerous man. And does it look like I'm running away from him? Nope that's my mom and mates deal. I'm going to face him. Sooner or later it's going to happen. I'm going to get hurt. Physically and emotionally on this trip. It's bound to happen and I'm ready for it. I'm ready for anything. I believe I can anyways. Jet lag is going to be the death of me. I can't sleep now. I walked over to my window and looked this star that stood out from all the others. It shined brighter. It was bigger than the others. It was just perfect looking.


* Harry's POV *


I wake up at 6 exactly. Ambers in America right now. Alone. I got up and walked to my dresser. I pull out black skinny jeans and a sweater. I walk to the bathroom and take a quick shower. This days going to sick like all the others. I get out. I dry off and get dressed. I fix my hair and go back to my room. I get shoes and put them on. I grab my phone and check it to see if I got any texts. One stood out from the others


Girl who ran away from me : 'hi'

What don't judge on the name. I'm changing it right now.

Me: 'hi back what are you doing up? It's like 1 am there'

Amber: 'ehh can't sleep. What's up?'

Me: 'getting ready for the worst thing ever. School'

Amber: 'lol have fun'

Me: 'how bout no'

Amber: 'ok?'

Me: 'ya'

She never answered back.


* Ambers POV *


Harry: 'ya'

I never replied back. I didn't have the energy. I was crying. Again. I need to get home. Now. I walked to my suitcase and pulled out light blue skinny jeans, and a galaxy Starbucks sweatshirt. Then I started on my makeup. I put on my black combat boots and left with my luggage. I gave the card back and left. I put my bag in my car and got in myself. It's 8 am there. I clicked on messages. I text Harry back

'Sorry I didn't text back'


* Harry's POV *


I was in class, explaining what happened. When my phone went off. I took it off and looked at it. They were all staring at me. A smile came to my face when I saw that it Amber

Amber: 'sorry I didn't text back'


I heard someone shout "HARRY'S GOT A BIRD!!" My head shot up and said "no I didn't. Amber just text me back. Like I was saying. She's in America right now going back to her family's house, her dads aggressive long story short he just got out of jail and if he finds her then we won't see her ever again. He's inane." "Ohhhh Haz do you like her?" A random bimbo girl said. I raised my eyebrows and said "no, we are JUST friends. She's cool. She's the girl that most if you seen me with." I looked down at my phone and replied to the text

Me: 'it's okay im in class right now and everybody thinks I got a girlfriend because I'm texting'

"That slut with purple hair?!" My head shot up and I landed eyes with my ex. She's really short, kind of chubby, blue eyes, big boobs their fake, really tan. It's a fake tan so she looks orange. She has white teeth, there also not a normal shade of white. It's blinding light. Silver eye shadow, sparkles all over. Her eye brows? She has none. It's marker! I have no idea how I dated her. Ever. That was a year ago before I changed I guess. Before I got all these tattoos and piercings. "Yes the LOVELY GIRL with purple hair, tattoos and a lip piercing who dresses like a partier but not. She's completely different from the way she looks. Me and her are close got it? We aren't dating. We are just good friends. She's cool. She's nice. She's friendly. She doesn't stand any bullshit. She's had enough of that already growing up. She is not a hoe, she is not a slut, stripper, bitch, or trash you hear me Whitney she's a nice lovely female that I don't want to ruin our friendship with me screwing up with dating." I sat back down and got my phone back out because during my 'speech' it vibrated. It was Amber.


* Ambers POV *


Me: ' oh lol tell them please that we aren't dating'

Harry: 'I did.'

Me: 'ok good so I was thinking..'

Harry: 'about me;) '

Me: 'far from it, about me getting more piercings and tattoos'

Harry: 'really?'

Me: 'ya I want one tattoo to be unique any ideas?'

Harry: 'I would say on the inner part of your lip but that would hurt a lot.'

Me: 'thank u!'

Harry: 'wait your going to get it?'

Me: 'yup.'

Harry: 'I didn't think you had the nerve to do something like that'

Me: 'well I do. Now piercings. I'm getting my belly button done, I already have my ears done and my lip what else?'

Harry: 'I don't know'



I looked up and saw that I had to pay poll on the interstate. Fun. I text Harry and told him I had to go. I paid the poll and drove on.


* 4 hours later *

It's 12 pm there at Britain. I have three hours to go. It's 6 am right now in America.


* Ambers grandma POV *

She's coming. We are all still shocked. She won't answer her phone. I know better than to think she won't come. I know she is. I don't know what to expect I haven't seen her in a long time now. She's been in Britain for about a week now. She hid since she found out that Brad can get out anytime now. He already has. He has for a month now. She just hasn't known it. She hid for 2 months from all society. Her mom won't call me anymore because she's so scared. Brad has us all scared that he'll find out and hurt one of us. All except his daughter, Amber. She knows that it's risking her life to come into the country, but that doesn't stop her. She's willing to do anything to come back home. She's welcome here anytime but once Brad finds out that she's back in the country. She's out on her own. I will no longer shelter her. I will buy her a plane ticket personally and fly her out of the country if I have to. Of that's what it takes. I know that she's turning 18 in a month so who knows we might see her then or we may not.

* Ambers POV and 4 hours later*

Damn. That hurt a lot. My lips swelling. And I got my belly pierced and got a bull piercing in my nose. Them also hurt like hell. I also got two more small tattoos. One that has a little scripture 'London' across my wrist like a bracelet. And the Eiffel Tower on my thumb. They said the swelling will go down within a few hours so I just have to wait till then. I can go get my hair fixed again to. My purples starting to fade. I can dye it again. I got into my car after paying and thanking them. I sighed. Now or never. I drove around shopping a little bit until I reached the salon. I walked in and signed in for a appointment which was in 5 minutes. They finished this girls hair early so they got me in 2 minutes early. I asked them "can you dye my hair purple it's starting to fade" they nodded and began working on my hair.


* 2 hours later *

There brushing my hair and drying it right now. It looks great. I love my hair this color! They straighten it a little and then let me go. All my swelling has gone down and now I'm ready to go visit them. It's 2 pm now. I get to my car and then I start driving until I'm my hometown. I las that god awful house I used to live in before I moved. I smile slightly as I turn down the street of my grandmas house. I get butterflies. What if they think I've changed. I used to have no tattoos, no piercings, brown hair and used to dress nicely. Not no more. It's been months since I've seen any of my family besides Nate and my mother. I see my little cousin who's 16 sitting on the porch. I pull over and into her long driveway and sighed. Ok come on you can do this. I unbuckle my seat belt and open my door. Her head shoots up and I smile. She gives me a weird look and I say "hi Ashleigh no hug?" Her mouth drops open. She jumps off the porch and runs towards me. She runs into me and says "I missed you!" I laugh and hug her back. I look over my shoulder to see a black car to by slowly. This town has gotten creepier since my father got out and since I came back. I felt like. I was staring right at them so I narrowed my eyes and glared. They then drove off. She pulled away from the hug and said "you've changed.. ALOT!" I smiled and nodded. "Ya I know" the door opened and we both looked up. It was my uncle. He said "umm hi are you lost or something and Ashleigh why are you hugging this stranger?" I smile and said in a bad British accent. "No no love you better listen to your father. I am only a 17 year old girl who decided it was a risk to come home" "Amber is that you?" I nodded. He came over to me and gave me a big hug. I giggled. We continued to hug some more
And he kissed my forehead and said "welcome home" that's where I knew I belonged. Here. Surrounded by my family not a friend. Family. And family only.

Notes

Here you go honey buns!!! <3 ;) -shantel