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


7. Chapter 6




I had called Laurel and Kylie about the idea of a girl's night out, and they were thrilled! Laurel was the most excited because even after growing up in New York, she still hadn't ever seen a Broadway show. I had been to plenty of them; my parents always insisted on seeing amazing things, and Broadway was one of them.

The best part about this was that Olivia had agreed to come with me tomorrow. I couldn't figure out why she was so reluctant to going. I knew how dedicated she is to One Direction. She practically had been for them from the start when they were on The X Factor.

And when she told me about them, I thought they were five angels sent from heaven to sing beautifully into the heart of people around the world, and to ruin my life. Seriously, I wasn't as dedicated as a lot of other people were because of college and such, but they definitely took up a lot of my time. But I couldn't decide if I was a Zayn or Liam girl after all of this time.

Now that I thought about it, when I told Olivia about how they were finally coming to the U.S. for concerts and promotion, she wasn't very excited. I think that I saw a flash of worry go across her face. It confused me so much, but I kind of forgot about it after all of my excitement. 

"Mia! Are you almost ready? Kylie and Laurel are going to be here any minute!" Olivia called from her bedroom.

I checked my outfit to make sure that I looked alright. I was wearing a dark blue, just above the knee skirt with a cream colored top that was tucked in. I had curled my blonde hair and did a smoky eye. I noticed that I had gotten a little bit of eyeliner on my nose so I started to wipe it off. 

"Mia, how do I look?" I turned my head to see Olivia wearing a very cute short sleeved, lace dress that was matched with a black belt. The dress made her legs look super long, which made me jealous, but we both looked really good for the show. Her brunette hair was straightened and I could see adorable little heart shaped earrings in her ears.

"Amazing! Are you excited for tonight? Because I'm excited for tomorrow!" I said, poking her stomach.

She rolled her eyes and ignored my last comment. "Yeah, I can't wait to see it! Did I mention that The Lion King is one of my favorite Disney movies?"

"Only a couple of times in the past." This totally wasn't true. She had mentioned it way more than just a couple of times. She loved The Lion King, even if it was designed for little kids. But I guess you can never go wrong with 90’s Disney movies. And I will admit that I did get a little sick of it in high school when she would watch it every time she saw it on TV, which caused me to miss countless episodes of America's Next Top Model..

We turned to look out into the kitchen where the door was when we heard a knock and some giggling. Olivia walked over and opened the door to Laurel and Kylie. 

"Hey Olivia! I love your dress! And I think it could very possibly attract some guys." I heard Kylie say as they walked through the door.

“Kylie, we're going to a Broadway Show. I highly doubt that I'm going to pick up any guys," Olivia said chuckling, "Mia, are you ready now?"

I walked out to greet everyone and to see that everyone looked really nice tonight. Kylie had on a blue dress to compliment her dark skin tone and Laurel had her brunette hair up in a pony tail to make way for her plaid scarf, "Hey, I never said that I wasn't ready Liv. And calm down, we have plenty of time until we have to go get manis and pedis.”

I grabbed my coat from the hook next to the door and we walked out into the New York street. Laurel hailed a cab New York style. Yeah, I wasn't even sure what that meant, but that's what she called it. 




While getting our nails done, I could tell that Olivia was still on edge about something, like she was confused. So I just asked her, "Hey Liv, what’s wrong? You seem...off."

"Nothing, just classes, you know?" She seemed normal when she answered, so I accepted it. She smiled at me to reassure me that she was fine. 

A minute later, she looked at me like she was going to say something, but stopped herself and turned away, "What is it?" I asked her.

After contemplating about talking, she eventually did, "Well, I've been thinking: what if you haven't seen someone in a very long time that you were once very close with. Later, you see them for the first time in forever and this could be the last time you see them? Do you talk to them? I've been reading a book where this happens and I'm thinking about what would be the right decision."

I stared at her blankly, "This is what has been bothering you?" 

"Nothing has been bothering me! I'm just wondering." She shrugged and waited for my answer.

It wasn't very hard to think about, "Well yeah! Duh, if you were close to someone a long time ago, there should still be a spark of friendship there or at least something. Especially if this would be your last chance, then yeah, I would talk to them."

"But what if talking to them made both of their lives in danger?" 

What kind of book was this? I had to actually think about this part, but I eventually thought of something, "Well if they were really that close, then I guess it has to be worth it…I think. What happened in the book?" 

She shook her head and moved some hair behind her ear, "I haven't gotten that far yet."




-July 7th, 2009-


"I found the Little Dipper, Harry! Ha! I knew I would before you!" Erin smiled as she rolled over to look at me. We were lying outside in my garden in the July night looking at the stars. Erin had made it a competition to see who could find the most constellations. I was losing miserably because I only knew Orion’s Belt. She on the other hand knew more than I could ever remember.

"How many is that now Harry? I believe that the score is seven to one." She said giggling.

"I never agreed to play, remember? Besides, it’s kind of unfair because you know so many and I definitely don't." I glanced at her to see that she had rolled back over to look at the stars. 

"Well you technically did agree when you yelled that you saw Orion's belt five seconds later." 

I rolled my eyes and looked at the sky a little longer. After five minutes of silence, I turned my head to see that she had closed her eyes and was falling asleep.

"Well I can see that I'm winning at the competition to see who can stay up the longest."

"We never made that into a competition Harold." She mumbled to me.

"So, are you tired Ehr Bear?" I asked smiling.

She mumbled something to me that I couldn't make out, but it was obvious that she was very close to drifting off. I couldn't blame her really; it was almost two in the morning. I grabbed her shoulder and gracefully rolled her over so her head was on my chest. This way, she had some kind of a pillow.

I started to comb my fingers through her hair slowly, feeling her deep breaths on my chest. She curled up into me, definitely asleep now. 

I thought about how glad I was to have a friend like Erin. She was always so cool around me. She wasn't as prissy as a lot of other girls were her age. Some of my guy friends had told me to ask her out because she was fit. And I had to admit, she was, but I didn't want to ruin our friendship if it never worked out.


-Present Time-


I was taken out of the memory when I heard Paul talking to me. "Harry!"

"Huh?" I had missed the entire conversation around me as I thought about Erin again.

"I said, are you ready for the next song?" 

"Yeah, sorry." I fixed my curls by shaking them out and parting them to the left. Girls screamed around me when I did that. There were a lot of them surrounding the stage for our sound check for tomorrow's performance. It was very cold out, so I couldn't believe they were out here to watch us for a bloody sound check. But whatever, they were dedicated.

I was freezing even though I was wearing a thick coat. I crossed my arms to keep myself warmer, being afraid of getting a cold or something. Louis was crazy though, he was only really wearing a couple of jumpers. I looked up at stars, to see if I could find a constellation. But it was impossible because the lights from city blocked all of them out. 

I heard the music start to play and Liam came in singing:


"I've tried playing it cool, 

but when I'm looking at you, 

I can never be brave, 

‘cause you make my heart race."


Then it was my turn:


"Shot me out of the sky, 

you're my kryptonite, 

you keep making me weak, 

yeah frozen and can't breathe."


After the song Louis came over to me, "You we're thinking about Erin again weren't you?" 

"No." I lied, but I said it a little too quickly so it was prominent that I was fibbing through my teeth.

"Don't lie to me Harry. I could tell because of how in thought you were. Now tell the truth."

I pursed my lips, giving up, "Yeah I was."


"I'm sorry Louis, but it’s kind of hard after you showed me that picture."

He sighed and nodded, "I know, but I sort of regret it now."

This confused me a lot. Didn't he want me to be happy? "Why would you regret that?"

"Well if I didn't know that she and her friend might show at the concert tomorrow, then I wouldn't care. But, I'm afraid of getting your hopes up mate. What if she does show but you realize that it’s not her, that this person just looks like her? Or what if she doesn't show all together? Then what?"

I didn't know what would happen because I was so sure that I had seen her. I didn't know how to respond.

"I'm just looking out for you. You know that, right?"

"Yeah I know." 

He patted me on the back, "Just promise me that you won't think about the whole situation until tomorrow when you know for sure?"

"Fine Lou, I won't." I decided that it would be the best thing. I reminded myself that I couldn't get side tracked tomorrow because of it. Because tomorrow would be our television debut for America, and I didn't want to mess it up for the lads and myself. 

Paul called us over to the end of the stage to talk about tomorrow's show, "So, to enter, you boys will be arriving on a bus-"

"A big red bus?" Zayn asked by cutting him off. He looked over at Louis and wiggled his eye brows. Bloody hell.

"Yes, a big red bus-"

Louis cut him off again, causing Paul to shake his head and sigh, "I LOVE BIG RED BUS!" This caused the crowd and the rest of us to start laughing.

"Anyway, then you will run down, next to the crowd a little bit, and up to this stage. Then one of you can yell ‘Hello New York City,’ or ‘New York City make some noise’ or something. I don't know."

"I claim doing that!" I said raising my hand

Everyone nodded their heads, agreeing. I figured that Erin could hear my voice from the start that way. Hell, I was thinking about her again. 




The show was absolutely brilliant! I was surprised I hadn't really thought about my problems throughout the entire show. I was more mesmerized by the costumes and the singing. I loved it! I would go again if I could.

We had walked over to a nearby pizzeria for some food. Laurel and Mia both got mushroom, Kylie got pineapple, and I opted out for the original pepperoni. We sat there eating, talking about the show until Mia piped up, "Olivia, so, I think that we should get there super early tomorrow so we can be near the stage. What do you think?"


"Why not?" She gave me a pleading, puppy-dog look.

I sighed, "Because, I already told you this is one of the reasons that I don't want to go. I don't want to have to get up extremely early for this."

"But we could possibly touch their hands!"

I looked over to Laurel and Kylie to see their reactions to her comment, but they were deep into a conversation about one of their university classes.

"You just had a picture with them." I really hoped that she would drop the subject soon.

"Yeah, with only two of them! This could be the only chance for this to happen to us!"

"Do you hear yourself Mia? What are you going to do when they do? Never wash your hand again?"

"I don't know…" 

"Okay, so we don't need to be there early. Agreed?"

"Okay…" We left it at that, finishing up our pizzas, and eventually leaving to go find a twenty-four hour smoothie shop.




I laid in my bed, looking at all of the glowing dots on my ceiling that made up constellations. The simple Orion's belt hovered straight over me where I had put it when I had moved in. I thought about tomorrow. 

What if Mia was right? What if I really should approach Harry tomorrow at the show? I was torn between what I should do.

If I talked to Harry, my life would go from 10% in danger to 99%. He would be put in danger as well. The killer would find me if we were spotted together; I was sure pictures would be published in a magazine. 

But if I did show him that I am actually alive, I would have my best friend back, and I could explain everything to him; I would have to. And I was sure that if he still cared about my well being and our friendship, he would make sure that I was always safe. He would make sure no one found me. But we would still be at risk.

If I didn't talk to Harry, my life would go on as normal, except that I would think about Harry more often because of our encounter. Harry would still be suspicious of me, but that would be the end of it. Everyone would be safe this way. 

I didn't know what to do. I missed him dearly, but I was afraid of everything that would follow. I reached over to my night-stand, and turned on my lamp, grabbing a sticky note and a pen. On the note I wrote:


I'm sorry 555-8371 I'll explain everything, I promise

                                                                               -Erin x


Now the question remained on if I would deliver it to him. I realized that my two arguments on whether or not I should were pretty much even, so I really had nothing to lose. I laid on my stomach so that my upper torso was lying over the side of my bed. I rummaged under it until I found my Monopoly game. I took a die out of it and placed it on my desk.

I whispered to myself, "Okay, I leave it up to fate now, because I really have nothing to lose," I didn't know why I was talking out loud, maybe because it felt like the right moment to. "If it’s an odd number, I will get the note to Harry somehow. If it’s an even, then I will forget about this, Harry, today, and just go on with my life how I have been for the past two years." God I sounded weird, it sounded like a ritual or something.

I rolled my eyes at myself and took the die into my hands. I blew on it for good luck, shook it, tossed it onto my desk, and let it roll.

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