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


26. Chapter 25




I woke up to memories of last night from when I was barely awake. Harry had been kind and carried me to my bed, and after I had asked him, he stayed with me. It seemed just like how it was back in Cheshire, but better for obvious reasons.

The kiss last night, I was slightly unexpected for me to go ahead and kiss Harry, somewhat. I knew that throughout the night, I wanted to kiss him more and more, but I still wasn’t sure about it.

What Harry did, or should I say what he had Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn do, was incredible. It was like he was trying to make me remember all of the good times we had with each other back home. The stars were incredible last night, even though they were entirely fake.

I now understood that I was just lying to myself all along about how I felt about Harry. The pushed down feelings had been pulled back up from all of Harry's sweet gestures. The kiss that we had shared was passionate and undeniably perfect.

Strong arms surrounded me, keeping secure against Harry's front. Our legs were intertwined with each other and I could feel Harry's sleeping breaths on me. The clock on my bedside table read 9:23 and I was in need of a shower. I started to slowly move away, not wanting to wake Harry. But as I started to remove the duvet from on top of me and peel away his arms, he held on to me tighter. 

"Don't leave me yet, Erin," he murmured.

I flipped around in his hold to face him. His curls were messier than they usually were, partially covering his face, but I could see that his eyes were still closed, "I have to get up. I need to shower and I'm hungry."

"No..." he whined, “Stay here. You're warm." Harry was acting like a bit of a baby. It was actually kind of adorable and cute, but I seriously needed to wash off yesterday's grime.

I leaned in and gave him a short and sweet kiss, hoping to persuade him to let go. I knew there was no getting away from his arms when it was a fact that he was much stronger than me. 

"More?" he asked, almost pleading. He opened his eyes to look at me. He genuinely was pouting right now, hoping for a longer one.

Without saying anything, I went back to him, using one of my hands to hold onto his neck. Our lips moved together, he trying to keep me with him. My breath hitched and he rolled me on top of him, kissing me deeply. I broke out of it and used my position as an advantage to get away to the shower.

I looked through my drawers, trying to find some trousers. I held up a pair of skinnies to examine them. As I did, I felt Harry move all of my hair to one shoulder. I jumped at his touch, completely out of surprise, because I didn't hear him follow me over. 

He placed his hands on my waist and gave me and placed his lips on my neck, "Trying to escape?" he seductively said, caressing my neck again.


He spun me around to face him, still holding my waist, "Go get ready for the day.” He brought his lips to mine quickly, before he released me, allowing me to go grab the rest of my clothes.




While Erin was in the shower, Niall texted me, informing me that I needed to get back. So when she was out, I told her. I left after I kissed her again, not getting tired of it at all. I was a little apprehensive about leaving her, because I simply didn’t want to.

Once I got to the hotel, I went up to my floor and started down the hallway to my room. But I only got half way there when I was jerked to the side into another room, "Jesus!" I exclaimed as I stumbled inside Zayn's room. The door shut behind me the second I got through the entrance.

"Please don't tell me you had sex with her last night. It would just make her into-,"

I interrupted Liam because he was assuming too much, "Whoa, no, no, no. We just slept in the same bed last night. Calm yourself mate."

Everyone in the room gave a sigh of relief, "Well thank God, because that was the first thing that came to our heads," Louis informed me. I rolled my eyes at them, causing him to huff his breath in frustration, "Did you at least enjoy the rest of your night with her?"

I nodded my head to them, but found that I was blushing when I started to smile, so I directed my face to the ground, "You're a tomato Haz!" Niall laughed, "Pizzeria, carriage, or stars? Which one?" Niall asked.


"Where did you kiss her?" he said, making it more clear.

"Stars. Great job by the way, you guys smashed it with those," I said. They really did do an awesome job with them. I actually almost believed they were real for a moment when we were under them.

My phone started buzzing at that moment. It was Erin, so I immediately moved the slider bar to the right to answer, "Hey love."

"Why are we on the cover of over five magazines?" Her voice had no anger inside of it. It was just pure fear and worry.

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