I Finally Found You (Completed)

Today, my name is Olivia Moore. But, it used to be Erin Parker. I had grown up with a normal life in Holmes Chapel, England. I had two of the best parents a child could have. Though I didn’t have any siblings, I had a best friend, Harry.

But, that all changed two years ago. Why? Because I died...or at least that’s what everyone thought. They all thought that I was in a car explosion when I was 16, when someone had planted a car bomb. My friends, family, and anyone I had ever known lost me.

But in reality, none of that happened. Yes, I lost the people around me, but that was because I went into hiding. Three days before I “died,” I saw something that I shouldn't have, so my life was in danger. I didn't really have very much time to say goodbye to everyone I loved. The fact that they didn't know what really happened kills me, they all think I’m dead, that I’m never going to come back. Until now.

Copyright © 2012 -> Iridescent Artist


24. Chapter 23




I was worried about how Erin saw me. After she told me about her dream, I felt awkward. She basically saw me as a player right now, because of my stupidity in year ten. We were so young during that time and I was a bloody idiot who didn't have a care in the world, when I really should've.

Though Louis had told me that this restaurant would be hidden from all of the paps, I was constantly checking the windows to see if there was anyone waiting for us outside with a camera. 

We finished the pizza, and after I paid for it, I hailed another cab to take us to the next surprise. The only thing I was scared about is that the place we were going was within close proximity of my hotel, which just so happened to be surrounded by fans. So getting noticed was very possible, but I would make sure that it didn't happen. 

"What are we doing in Central Park? It's closed," Erin asked as we got out.

I grinned happily and took out a paper slip to wave in the air, "Not when you have a key!"

She frowned, "That's a piece of paper, Harold."

"Just come on, you'll see." I took her hand into mine cheerfully and we walked up to a tall gate that had one of the guards by it. I handed him the slip of paper and he opened the door for us with a single nod of the head.

"Wha- how?" Erin had very confused look on her face.

"I don't know actually. Louis would only tell me that he had 'connections.’ I know nothing more than that," I said. When I told Louis that we had to be secluded, he dialed some random number that he had and arranged this for us. I decided not to ask him about it because of how sketchy it seemed. I just accepted it.

We started walking around the moment we got in. We climbed up some stairs that lead to a lookout area of a lake. Across from it, you could see a skyline of skyscrapers, "Wow," she said, "This is really beautiful Harry."

With her hand still in mine, I took her over to an area that was hidden by trees. There, there was a horse and carriage. "Tah dah!" I exclaimed.

She gasped and started smiling, "I've never been on one of those!" She seemed really excited, so I was relieved that she liked it. Louis had told me that the driver would know where to go and such, so there was no need for me to tell him. We climbed into the carriage, "This is really sweet Harry," She added, practically blushing. 

I wrapped my arm around her and the horses started going forward, "Thanks, I'm glad you're liking it." 

Surprising me, when I wasn't looking, I felt her kiss my cheek. I smiled and looked at her to see that she was a little unsure of herself at that moment. To reassure her, I reached across my lap with my unused arm to grab her hand and intertwine my fingers with hers, causing her to lean her head against my shoulder. 

"I talked to Jonathan yesterday after you left," she said.

Catching me by surprise, I looked down to her, "Really? What’d he say?"

She didn't meet my eyes, "He-" She stopped and took a breath of air, "He said that the guy they had as a suspect was the wrong guy. So they're back to square one." 

I pulled her closer to make her feel better. I would hate to be in her position right now, finding out that she wasn’t close at all to going home, "I'm so sorry Erin. You'll get home soon, just wait for it," I whispered to her. I saw that she had some tears in her eyes, "Hey, hey, hey." I said, cupping her face with the hand that was previously holding her own so she would look at me. "Don't cry, it's going to be alright." I wiped away a tear with my thumb that was forming in her left eye. 

She laughed at herself a bit, "You know, I have cried more with you around than I have in the past two years?"

"You're just too bloody emotional." I told her, hoping to cheer her up a little more. My explanation for Erin crying often was that she was just damaged. I mean, you can't exactly be the same person after you witness a murder and never really talk about it. Plus she was secluded from the people she knew growing up. So I didn't mind if she cried, I didn't like the fact that she did because she was hurt, but I would rather have her cry in front of me so I could comfort her, I guess. 

After a couple minutes of silence, she asked, "How did you react when I died?" 

Then I knew I had to tell her something that I had kept to myself. I hadn't ever told anyone about it, "I actually saw you die."

She sat up immediately to look at me, "What?"

I nodded my head, "Yeah, I was following you, by accident actually, in my mum's car."

"You stole your mum's car?" she asked incredulously.

“I didn't steal it. I was just running some errands for her."


Flashback -> February 20th, 2010


I hopped into my mum's car so I could go to the places that she wrote down on the list. I gripped it in my hand, ready to go driving. Even though I was sixteen and not legally old enough to drive yet, I still drove. It was only Holmes Chapel for crying out loud. 

As I drove, I car came out in front of me, and I recognized it as Erin's mum's. I could tell Erin was the one driving, based on the shape of her head that I could see through her rear window.

Where's she going? I thought to myself. We passed my turn to go where I needed, but I wanted to see where she was off to, so I followed. We made it into the main area of town. I saw the stoplight turning yellow as she passed it, and I knew there was no way for me to make it, so I stopped.

She turned the corner, causing me to lose sight of her. When the light turned green, I went where she turned to find that she was going in a straight line. I followed her for a bit more as she went nearly out of town.

All of a sudden, I saw a spark, and then everything rose up in flames "Erin!" I cried. Her car had just blown up, right in front of me. 

I drove up to the car, but not too close. I jumped out to see if there was any saving her, "Erin! Oh god!" It was hot. I could feel a sweat forming on my brow but I didn't dare go closer. 

I pulled out my phone and called the police, "Oh god, oh bloody hell, sh- she's gone."

"What sir?" The woman on the phone asked.

"I- I just witnessed a car explosion. Help her, she needs help." I was rambling off to the woman, not exactly knowing what I was saying. I eventually gave her the address. Police came within minutes with fire trucks and an ambulance. Cars would stop to stare and try to figure out what happened.

The police questioned me, but I didn't know what to tell them. I started to cry for Erin. I lost her, she was gone. I had just had her in my arms last night. She said that she would miss me this morning as a joke, but I wish she had meant it.


Present Time


Erin stayed quiet until I was done telling her about my experience, "I didn't know you were following me, I was so focused on getting out without people seeing me."

"But how did you not die? I saw the explosion, I-," I was starting to lose my words. The memory shook me every time I thought about it.

She gripped my hand tighter, "I'm so sorry, you weren't meant to see any of that." She changed her tone and started to talk to me slowly, "That turn you were talking about, when you lost me, I took another turn as a different car that looked like mine pulled out. It was a prop, it was all fake."

"But, who died? Someone had to be driving."

She gave me a small smile, "Remember that Myth Busters episode where they use a remote control car?"


"Well that's how it was done, it was a remote control."

I'm pretty sure my eyes widened at realization until I calmed again, "You scared me so much, you know."

She looked down at her lap, "I know, and I'm extremely sorry for that."

"Just don't ever do that to me again. I can't imagine thinking you were dead again."

She looked back up, "I promise I won't," she said with a smile.

Our faces were close, and I saw her eyes look down to my lips and look back up to me. Did she finally want to kiss me? I looked down to her lips and started to slowly move toward hers. I was so close to the feeling of her lips on mine-

But we were snapped out of it by the sound of a lot of people talking. Not just people, they were all the sounds of teenage girls’ voices. My head shot up to see that we were getting closer to the hotel. We were going pass an area where everyone could see us.

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