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


27. Chapter 26




"Why are we on the cover of over five magazines?" Erin asked worriedly.

"What?" I asked her through the phone. I looked up to see all of the boys giving me confused faces. Niall brushed his hand through his hair and put his snapback back on as Zayn chewed on his lip.

"Well I went over to visit Laurel and Kylie at work when they started to show me multiple magazines, they had us in the carriage holding hands and now I might have to leave if anyone or if even Jonathan finds out and I don't want to leave you and-"

"Erin! It's going to be all right! Just breathe." I gave her a second to calm down and settle her emotions, "Now, is your face visible?"

"No, thank god. But what if it was?" Her speech had slowed down, the same with her breathing.

“But it's not. It's okay Ehr Bear," I could see the boys snickering and smirking as I called Erin by her nickname. I rolled my eyes at them and went back to talking, "Could your friends tell it was you?"

She took a deep breath, "No."

"Good. Just don't worry! Everything's going to be okay" She didn't respond to me, "I promise," I said.

"Okay, thanks Harry, talk to you later?"

"Yeah, bye love." I took the phone away from my ear and put it back into my pocket.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked.

I shrugged, "Nothing really, Erin just saw a couple of magazines with us on the cover."

"Oh! That's probably why Paul wanted you back here!" Niall said, "Everything's good though, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, of course."

"Good, well you should probably go see what Paul wants," Zayn said. 

I left the room and started towards Paul's room. I hated that Erin was worrying about everything. I wanted to know that I would keep her safe and that I wouldn't let anything happen to her that would make her have to leave. That was her biggest fear, at least, that's what I'm guessing. Because after talking to her about having to leave and her story and everything, I knew it was probably one of the hardest things for her to do. And now that she's basically settled here in New York, it would be just as hard for her as last time. 

It would also be just as hard for me.

I couldn't lose her again.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked Paul as I walked through his door. I sat down on a chair that was at the round table that was near the far windows.

He was talking on the phone while looking out the windows, to the city. I couldn't decipher his face. I couldn't tell whether or not he was angry, sad, confused, nervous, or what. Or maybe even all of that.  

"Alright, bye," he said and stuffed the phone into his pocket. He looked to me sternly and dropped a magazine in front of me, "Harry's New Lover?" he said, reading the cover. He dropped another, "Harry's Secret Romance?"

He kept on putting more and more in front of me, "Okay, okay, Paul! I get it!" I said stopping him.

"I'm not mad at you Harry, not at all. The only people that are upset are management, that's who I just got off the phone with," He paused, changing his expression, "I'm just surprised that you didn't say anything to me. That was one of the agreements that we had with each other when I started working with you, remember?"

"Yeah, I know..."

"Just tell me what's going on, will ya?"

I sighed. How was I going to explain this to Paul and still keep my promise? I know that I agreed with him that I would tell him everything important, like this, but I didn't think I could right now. Erin came first. So I decided that I had to lie to Paul for one of the first times.

"She's just a friend," Paul raised an eye brow, "Honestly! We saw each other for the first time in years last week and we wanted to do some catching up. But we didn't want the paps to see us because they would suspect that we were dating. But as you can see..."

"Oh. Okay, I'll tell management that. Just please tell me when something like this happens. You know how the paparazzi is."




"Yeah, bye love." 

That feeling of being uncomfortable whenever Harry called me that was gone. And it felt so good. We had kissed a lot this morning, and it was just conformation that I really did, truly, have feelings for him. And it was also almost conformation for me that I did like him in the past.

But I was still worried. I was worried about the paps, the almost getting caught with him, the pictures, everything. I was scared of leaving. I was sure that I wouldn't be able to handle it for the second time. Maybe I would've before Harry was back in my life. But now...

I didn't think it was possible for me to leave and end up with a smile on my face in the end. 

But talking to Harry had calmed me down a lot. He was good at that, he always has been. No matter what he told me, it would make me feel like I had nothing to worry about. Hell, he could probably tell me bunch of bull shit and I would listen, because I trusted him that much. 

I looked up into the mirror in the restroom of the book store that Laurel and Kylie worked at. My exterior appearance seemed almost opposite of my interior. On the outside, I look like my usual self. I looked happy and content at the moment. But on the inside, I was feeling nervous and anxious. Harry had calmed me down and made me feel much better, but there was the feeling of wanting to just...

I'm not even sure what I wanted. That was just it. I just didn't feel comfortable with everything right now. I was lying to my best friends, heck, I was lying to everyone around me, except for six people: Harry, Louis, Zayn, Liam, Niall, and Jonathan. Scratch that, I was actually lying to Jonathan right now.

"Are you okay?" Laurel asked when she came through the door. She looked extremely worried about me.

I had forgotten how I had almost immediately left after they started to get me caught up on celebrity news, especially the One Direction stuff. And I don't think I left with very much confidence. I couldn't remember if I had gasped when they showed me everything or if I had looked like I was going to cry. I actually couldn't remember a lot of what had happened out there. It had happened too fast.

I gave her a smile, trying to reassure her that I was fine, because even though I was feeling unsure, I was all right, "Uh huh! Yeah," I said.

She pursed her lips for a second, "Okay, it's just that you left in a hurry after we showed you the magazines, so Kylie and I were wondering if everything was all good."

"Yeah, everything's fine," I said while walking out of the restroom with her. I received a text from Mia as we got back to the sales counter.


From: Mia

What's with the stars on the ceiling?


Crap, I forgot about those, I gotta go," I said to Laurel and Kylie, "Mia just got back from her parent's."

"Okay, tell her that she still needs to buy me Starbucks," Kylie said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes and waved to them goodbye as I walked to the train, hoping that I would be able to explain why there were stars covering the ceiling of the entire flat.

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