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.

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51. Chapter 50

-Harry-

 

Erin was frozen in place as the cameras flashed around us. I was panicking, but I kept my mind straight, despite what was happening, "Get in!" I said, closing my door.

She slammed hers shut and we took off, not even bothering to buckle our seat belts or anything. Speeding out of the parking lot, away from the paps, she stayed silent, staring downwards at nothing. Her mouth was slack, as if she wanted to say something, but she had no words.

I didn't know what to say either. God, it was all my fault! We should've just stayed in the flat. If we did, none of this would've happened. 

The car was silent, only the sound of the car and the landscape passing by could be heard. 

I didn't want to say it, but I had to, "You should call Jonathan."

Her head turned to look at me. Her eyes were red, ready to burst into tears, "Harry..."

"You have to Erin. You have to tell him everything." She didn't reply, keeping quiet. "You need to be safe Erin-"

"I know! But I don't want to leave!"

I didn't respond because I wanted the same thing, but it was for the best. There would be no way for her to be safe after the pictures are published. 

Her gaze had turned to the land outside, "For the first time in two years, I'm actually happy and I wouldn't mind if my life went on with me still here and those pictures out in the public.”

"Erin...you don't mean that...do you?"

She turned her head around to look at me to reveal that she was now crying, "If it meant that I was going to lose my best friends, my entire life that I've built up, and most importantly you, then yes!"

We were far enough out of town, so I pulled over to the side. I turned to her and used my thumbs to wipe away her tears while I held her face, "The most important thing right now is your safety." I pulled her into a hug, holding her tight, trying to make her stop crying.

"Why me, Harry? Why? I didn't do anything wrong, did I?" she sobbed into me.

We stayed on the side of the road for a little longer. I just didn't want to take off driving and not be able to comfort her. But she eventually closed her eyes and fell asleep, resting her head on the center console between us.

I stroked my hand on her head, softly running my fingers through her brown hair. Remember when I said it would hurt like hell when we would separate again? Yeah, well, this might actually kill me. But my main priority right now, as messed up as it sounded, was to get her away from everything, including me, as quickly as possible. I never, ever thought I would actually think that, but there I was, driving down the road, with those thoughts going through my head.

I sighed and pulled my phone out of my pocket to call Louis. I needed to talk to someone about this because someone had to know besides me, "This better be important, Harry," Louis grumbled, yawning, when he answered. I had forgotten about the major time change. Right now, in Sydney, Australia, it was past five in the morning.

"The paps found us," I stated into the phone.

"What? How?"

 I groaned, "I don't know, I really don't. We had just gotten done with eating in Middletown and the paps came out of nowhere and I was so careful when I drove out here, making sure no one was following, and I don't want to lose her, and-"

Louis had cut me off, "Just breathe Harry, breathe. Maybe we can keep the story from airing?"

"It's too late Lou, they already know what's going on and there were too many." I dragged my hand down my face, "It's all my fault."

"No, I don't think it is. I don't know how they knew you were going to be there, but it's no one's fault, Harry."

"Erin basically told me that she would be okay with the murderer knowing where she was, she doesn't want to leave," I said.

"What did you say to that?"

"That she needs to be safe. She has to leave, Louis, she does."

"Well it's better that way than for you to lose her forever," Louis stated.

"I know..."

He sighed into the phone, "How are you both holding up?"

"Well, we're driving back to her flat now. She fell asleep after she got done crying, it wiped her out. I feel gutted right now, I don't know if I should call Jonathan or-"

"Whoa, don't call Jonathan. Let her do that part. If you do, he will be even more furious with her," Louis said. He was completely right, so I would have to convince her to do it herself. I wasn't sure if it would be easy or hard, but I would try.

"Alright, I'll let you go back to sleep. I just wanted to let you know what was going on so you didn't wake up to the story going around already."

"’Kay, bye. Good luck."

"Bye," I said before I tapped on the "end" button of my phone.

Erin slept the rest of the way back. There weren't any paps at the flat, so the only good thing was that they didn't know where I was staying. After I woke her up, we used the lift to take us to the eleventh floor.

We walked inside after she unlocked the door. Seeing that Mia wasn't home, we didn't go into her room to talk. We sat down on the smaller of the grey couches together as we held hands.

I pursed my lips, "You have to let him know what happened, Erin."

"He's going to be so mad," she groaned.

"Maybe he'll understand, but it will be worth it once you're safe."

"Safe? Or do you mean when I'm gone and I lose all contact with you? Because that's what will happen."

I didn't respond, because we both knew that it would be the outcome of all of this. I broke the silence, "We will find a way, Erin. You aren't going to have to hide forever. And when you come back, we can pick up where we left off." I was trying to convince her as best as I could, "We can just pretend that you are the one leaving for a tour this time."

"What am I going to say to Mia? I'm going to just leave her with no explanation? I can't do that to her," she said. She was crying, but it wasn't like she was balling. I could tell that she was trying to hold herself together, though she was failing at it. 

"She will understand when you tell her when you come back."

She closed her eyes for a minute and took a deep breath, "This is really happening, isn't it?" I nodded nodding my head. "Instead, can you promise me that you will tell Mia what happened after I leave? And I mean everything. The murder, the hiding, what's happening now, everything. But don't tell her right away, she'll be even more confused."

"I promise."

"Will you wait for me?"

"I will always wait for you," I said. I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her gently on the lips.

She took her phone out of her pocket and found Jonathan's name in her contacts. She looked up at me before she pressed on his number to call him. 

We were worried about how he would react to all of this and how much more time we were going to have with each other. Because after that call, it would be the end of what we knew.

Would he be mad? Would he understand? Will he blame me for everything that's happened to her since I came back into her life?

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