At Crossroads

"Masie, there's a letter here for you." My mom shouted from the kitchen. I jumped off my bed hoping it was a letter from my brother Zayn. Our parents had gotten divorced right after I was born. I was one and Zayn was three. Me and my mom had stayed in england until I was five, but she had decided that even though we were at least a hundred miles away from Zayn and our dad, she had to take me farther. She moved us to the states and we've lived in this two bedroom townhouse in Minneapolis, Minnesota ever since. I haven't seen Zayn since they divorced, almost seventeen years since I'd be eighteen in a week.

My mom handed me the envelope decorated in multiple stamps. Not even glancing at the address, I ripped it opened and pulled out the lined paper.

Hey Masie. I hate how long it takes for letters to get to there destination. I went to visit dad a few days ago. He's doing fine. Said a bunch of stuff how it wasn't fair that he doesn't get to see his daughter. He likes to go off about Mum when I'm around. I've been hanging out with Harry and some of his friends from highschool, they're nice and have a taste for the party life. I can't believe you're eighteen in a week! Seventeen years without you or Mum :( I gotta go, love. Me and Niall are going to pick up dinner.
Miss you love
Zayn xxx

I brought the letter to my room and tacked it on the wall farthest from my bed. Years of letters scattered the wall some short and some so long that I also had to tape them to keep them from falling off the wall. Graduating at sixteen, I had decided that I wasn't going to college til I was eighteen. Giving me almost two years of a full time waitress job at a local cafe. Work didn't start for another hour and sitting in this God forbidden townhouse was a living hell. Why do I even stay? I have the money, I could easily buy a one way ticket to Wolverhampton. I could stay with Zayn and his roomate Harry until I found an apartment there.

I started packing a small suitcase. I could always buy new clothes there. I grabbed my laptop and looked up the soonest flights to England. I had Zayn's number, I could just ask him to pick me up the the London airport. Yeah it would be a long drive back to his place, but he's right. It isn't fair that I have to stay in the states with our Mom when him amd Harry have room at their place. Finding a flight that leaves in four hours I typed in my credit card number and printed off the ticket.

I started untacking Zayn's letters and pictures from my wall and placing them gently in a binder. Wherever I went, these letters went, they were the only pieces of Zayn that I've managed to collect since we were old enough to scribble on a piece of paper. Putting the binder carefully in my suitcase and throwing my dark brown wavy hair in a messy bun, I grabbed the keys to my car and walked out to the parking lot, suitcase and laptop bag in hand. My mom was on the phone in her bedroom, no other then trying to make a new buisness deal with who knows what company. I didn't want her attention, I didn't want to say goodbye, so I did what I did best, blended into my surroundings, not caring what she thought when I didn't come home tonight.

After placing my suitcase and laptop bag in the backseat, I started to text Zayn.
Me: Catching a flight to London in four hours. Pick me up?
Zayn:Yeah I'll be there, just ĺet me know what gate you're at. I'm really excited to finally see you in person
Me: (: kk I gtg. Txt u when the flight lands
Zayn:K

Dropping my cell phone in the passenger seat, I pulled out of the parking lot not once glancing back. I knew people were gonna start asking questions when I didn't show up for my shift at work tonight, or when my mom found my room empty, but I didn't care. I cared about getting to my brother, the brother I never got to grow up with , finally meet the friends he always talked about. I really hoped they liked me, since I would be tagging along with them to clubs and parties now.

Getting on the highway, I threw my hand ups and screamed for joy. I was finally running home.

Notes

Srry this chapter was kinda long and a little boring. I felt like you needed to get some backround before I got into the good stuff. Next chapter Masie meets Zayn and Harry, what do you think is gonna happen :) please rate and subscribe if you enjoyed. Comment and tell me what you think xxx