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


53. Chapter 52




"How much longer?" I asked Harry as we laid in each other's arms on my bed. My time that I was going to have with Harry was running out and I wanted to make the most of it. We were together while we cuddled, so it was perfect.

"Ten minutes." He bent his head down to kiss me on the top of my head, "Maybe he'll be late so we can have extra time."

"No, Jonathan is always on the dot, always on time. We have ten minutes, like you said." After I had said that, I realized how depressing I sounded. Was it really the time to think about how I won't have an extra minute or even a second to spend with my boyfriend? No, it wasn't.

Harry ran his fingers through my hair. I think we were a little more numb to the situation because of how soon it was coming. Last time, I was a mess. This time, I was more dead if anything, but I knew the tears would come very soon. 

I turned around to face him so I could start kissing him. I wanted to feel his lips on mine again before I had to leave him. We would have another couple of minutes to do this, but I wanted to have as much time as I could.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and sat up. My hair hung down, going towards his face. Our lips molded and moved together. His were smooth, despite how they were usually drier. His hands were placed on my hips, bringing me closer to him as I kept one of mine on his shoulder and the other one in his hair.

I wanted to savor all of this, before it would all be taken away from me. We didn't have much time though. When should I pull away from this? I should be getting ready to leave, I thought to myself. But I didn't want to.

We slowed down, and finally relaxed, "You only have a couple more minutes. You should write a note to Mia or something," Harry said. He sounded like he wanted to stay strong, but he seemed wary.

"Yeah, I guess I don't want her to call the cops for a missing person."

He stood up, off of the bed, and pulled me up with him. Wrapping his arm around my waist, he guided me to the desk so I could write a note. I picked up a pen and wrote down what I wanted her to know.




When I first came to New York, you welcomed me as if I was already your best friend. I was new to the country, obviously, based on my accent. But you showed me the way, telling me a bunch of American slang, the best place to get New York Pizza. I have to say one of the best parts was when you'd let me borrow your awesome clothes. But the best of the best is when we became best friends and went on countless adventures around the city.


My life right now is complicated. I can't even explain to you how I feel right now. No, I'm not depressed or anything like that, but I just need time. Time to be alone. Don't take this the wrong way, please. But I'm leaving. I'm not sure for how long or where I'm going, but hopefully it's somewhere good.


Please don't try to contact me Mia because I'm changing my number. Harry isn't going to contact me either, but he knows I'm leaving. You can have everything I leave behind. It's all yours. 


I would tell you everything that's going on, but I frankly don't even know how to. I need to figure out how on my own. And when I can tell you, I will. Please don't hate me for this Mia. Please don't. All I can hope is that you will take me back as your best friend when I get back. 


-Olivia x


I finished and quickly turned around to bury my face into Harry. He hugged me tight, "Shh... She'll understand when I tell her."

I was crying very hard. I looked at my clock to see that I had a minute. One minute to say goodbye to the guy that I fell in love with and my entire life.

I quickly grabbed a small bag to put my essentials into, like: toothbrush, makeup, a couple of shirts, ect. But I didn't put the album in this time. I knew Jonathan would check my bag, due to the circumstances. 

Then I touched where my locket hung. I pressed my hand over it, feeling the engraved design with the diamonds. I brought my hands behind my neck and took it off. I couldn't take it with me, there would be no way. One of the rules was that I couldn't bring gifts or special jewelry, and Jonathan would see it right away.

I turned to Harry and handed it to him, "I can't take it Harry. It'll be taken away from me."

He gave sad eyes but he took it from my grasp, "It'll be waiting for you when you come back."

When my phone vibrated, I saw that Jonathan had texted me to let me know that he just pulled up outside. I cried in response, I cried as we kissed again, and I could even feel Harry's tears fall on my face.

"Go, you've gotta go Erin."

"I don't want to..."

"I love you and I want you to be safe. I'll be here for you when you come back. I promise," Harry said as we hugged. He walked me to my door as I clutched my bag, "I'll put Mia's note on her pillow."

We kissed one last time before I walked out into the hallway.




We arrived at a huge building on one of the busy streets. I read the huge letters that were on the front of it: Federal Bureau of Investigation. Also known as the FBI. This wasn't the same agency that I was with, but because we were in America, the FBI was the closest thing. 

It was so weird to think that this whole entire thing started only today. It had only been a couple of hours and my life was about to change drastically for the second time in my life.

We were brought into a separate room on the fifth floor once Jonathan signed in with a secretary. I knew what would happen. I would get my new identity, new life, and find out where I would be living. 

A woman stepped into the room with a massive folder in her hands. She was in her late thirties, beautiful, with dark skin and black, cropped, hair. She smiled at me as she sat down in the chair in front of Jonathan and I. 

"Hi Olivia, my name is Agent Corro, but you can call me Lisa." I gave a shy "hi" back to her, a little scared of where I was going to end up, "Well, I have been informed that you were actually seen with a member of the boy band One Direction, so we need to keep you somewhere much more secluded than New York City. We are thinking about transferring you to Cajamarca, Peru. We want to keep you as hidden as possible," she said. Last time I had been given information like this, it somehow seemed easier. I had never heard of Cajamarca in my life and Peru seemed like forever away,

I just kept nodding my head as she continued on with everything, "Your name with be Delilah Davis. Your uncle-" she gestured to Jonathan, "-Chris Ward and you moved to Cajamarca because he got a job opportunity at a college. You are there to be his assistant."

"How soon until we leave?" I asked her.

"In an hour, we need to get you out of the country as soon as possible," she said, "But one of the most important things, which already know, is to blend in. Chris has already informed me on how well you can follow the rules." I took note on how she already referred to Jonathan as Chris instead. 

I already missed Harry. I had to hold back emotions because I didn't want to appear weak in front of this woman. I also felt like I had betrayed Mia without an explanation for my disappearance. My stomach was in knots as I took in my whole new life. When I first came here, I had Mia to bond with. But in Peru, I wouldn't have that opportunity. Maybe I would meet someone at the college or something, who knew. The only positive part of the whole situation was that there wouldn't be paps in Peru.

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