Last First Kiss

The last 8 months have been hard on both me and my family dealing with what happened. After the doctors gave me the okay, we came back home to Toronto. I was still in stock and delay when we got back, so my parents got me a therapist to talk things out and maybe get over this finally.

I was way behind in school so I took summer classes to catch up. Going back to school, hanging with my friends finally things started to feel normal again. We were all moving on from this accident.

Now it feels like déjà vu. I’m at dinner with my parents talking about my 19th birthday. I know if I tell them what I want to do, they both will say no in a heartbeat. I really want to go to London; I never got to the last time.

“So Sarah you birthday is coming up” My Dad said

“Wow its already been a year, where has the time gone” my mom said

“Any thoughts on what you’d like” my mom asked looking my way.

“Yes, but I don’t think you guys will like it” I said

“Well, lets hear it” my dad having my full attention

“London” I whispered looking down at my plate

“Sorry, I didn’t hear you”

“London” I said and looked up to see their faces

“Its what I have wanted for a long time and I never got to go last year, I know you guys are scared but I cant just not go cause of what happened, plus I’m 19 now”

My parents exchanged a look, before my mom looked at me.

“Wait right here sweetie” she said and left the table. I was sitting nervously waiting for her to come. Where did she go? What was she getting? My mom shortly returned with a thick envelope and handed it to me.

“We were going to wait to give it to you but since you mentioned it, Happy Birthday”

With my shaking hands I opened the envelope took the papers out and started to read them. Half way down the page I screamed! It was a ticket to London leaving in a week.

“Thank you thank you, you guys are the best” I said getting up to hug and kiss them both.
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I was all packed and ready to go, my parents both dropped me off at the airport and told me a millions times that I have to call them like every 10 minutes. I agreed to all their commands, knowing it will help them not worry too much.

After a 6-hour flight, I was in London. First thing I did was call my parents and took the subway to my hotel. Again once at my hotel I called my parents, to give them a peace of mind. I unpacked, took a shower and got ready to go out.

Taking the subway to the main shopping distract. I started from one end of the street and just walked enjoying the shops, the atmosphere and everything. I was so happy my parents let me come to London.

Walking down Oxford I came to the Starbucks in which I “met” Harry in my dream. I was staring at it for a moment before going inside to get a drink. I ordered my favorite drink, paid and was going back to shopping.

I looked back at the Starbucks while I was walking with a smile on face. Without looking I bumped into someone spilling my drink all over me.

“Omg I’m so sorry” I said

“Don’t worry love” a deep voice said

I haven’t looked at the person yet but just from his voice I was getting a knot in my stomach like I have heard it before. I slowly looked up to be met with a pair of beautiful green eyes. Harry Styles.

Notes

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