My room is empty besides the few boxes that liter the floor and the bed. Emma's things are in the same neat formation as always, I don't know what to do. Tomorrow we leave and that's it. No more Emma, no more Zayn, no more Alex, and no more Harry. |Just me and Louis and hopefully a college. Ever since Louis got back from meeting with Harry he's been acting strange like right before he and Harry left to go to England. |I've been pushing it out of my head but now he won't pick up and I really want to talk to him. I throw my phone down in the passenger seat after clicking end call.
I'm on my way to Scottsdale, to see my parents and Liam one last time. I decide to go see Liam before my day is ruined by what ever my parents will throw at me. I wait patiently at the door, hearing the shuffle of feet from inside the house. Liam stands in front of my shirtless his hair wet and pulled to the back.
"Norie. Hey." He laughs scratching his chest.
"hey, what are you doing?"
"Just got out of the shower. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, can we talk?"
"Of course." He steps aside and lets me in. I notice the living room is half the capacity it was on my last visit but ignore that and follow him upstairs where he grabs a shirt and pulls it on.
"Um- I'm going to be moving and I just wanted to say bye to you. I feel like were friends and I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye."
"Why are you moving Where to?"
"I'm going to England with a friend. I just think things will be better there."
"If you feel like that's best."
"Then I'll miss you." He stands walking closer to me and I follow giving him a hug. I know I haven't known Liam for a long time but I feel as if we've known each other for a long time and leaving him will be as hard as leaving Emma. Things will be better there I know they will. i can start over, find new friends, be the person I've wanted to be since I was a little girl and i thank Louis for that. When i leave his house I take a deep breath and turn towards my parents house. I can already feel the anxiety welling up in my chest at the thought of telling them of where I'm going. I don't know how they'll react but I know it won't be good. Of course it won't I'm talking about my parents here.
I open the door without knocking and walk in. Every-things quiet and for a moment I contemplate leaving before the back door opens and my mom walks into the house.
"hello, Norie. What's wrong."
"Nothing." I lie.
"You cam home so something must be wrong."
"No." I say and follow her into the kitchen.
"Then why are you here."
"I-is Dad here."
"yes. He's out back." "Okay." I breath. The walk back outside is terrifying. I mean my parents would never d anything to hurt me but they are judgmental people and facing them is worse than any obstacle I've ever faced.
"Norie dear.How are things? How college?"
"Great, how's everything at home."
"Good, empty without you here but good. You haven't been calling as much. Is there something wrong." My mom nods behind him, bringing a glass to her lips.
"You remember |Louis." I ask.
They both nod. How do i word this? Howe can I possible say this. "He's a really good guy you hat."
"yes we do."
"Well he's going back home tomorrow and I'm- I think I'm going to go to."
"That's wonderful he lives near by right. Just off the bridge. It'll be easier to gt to school-"
"Mom, he lives in-in England."
"England?!" He shouts. "Why are you going to England are you going to abandon us and move across the world."
"dad-I don't feel like I should stay and they have a wonderful university system there. "
"I don't care how good the schools are you're not leaving Arizona." I sand now growing weary with this conversation. Who is he to tell me where and where I can't go? I my be his daughter but he is not my master. I can go and when I please.
"i just wanted to tell you, I'm going whether you like it or not. I'll call when i land." I say and walk back inside followed by my mother running after me.
"Why are moving, Norie."
"Mom-you don't understand and i really don't feel like explaining. I'm leaving around 7 tomorrow, you can come say goodbye if you want. I finally say and leave.
"yes, of course." I say into the phone.
"And you do understand that under the circumstances we can't allow her back in."
"Your not hearing me."
"I am sir."
"Not your not, because if you heard-me we wouldn't be having this fucking conversation now put mr Tomlinson on the line."
"I said fucking pu-"
"Harry?" The whinny inters voice is replaced by that husky English accent I've been waiting to hear.
"Is this Phil?"
"Yes, Harry you can't keep calling."
"I know." i sigh sitting down on my couch. "I just trying to see what the results are and your stupid ass intern won't just direct me to you. Do anything? I mean you expelled her can't you just unexpell her."
"it doesn't work that way Harry. She violated her acceptance. I'm sorry."
"what did she do that was so bad?"
"I can't give that information out." Inside I want to throw this fucking phone across the room, I can't keep my calm when every corner I take is a dead end.
"I'll call back in a few."
"harry-" I throw the phone down on he coffee table. This fucking sucks. What am I going to do? If Louis couldn'tpersuade him what makes me think i could. How can I make what I fucked up better? Is there any way for me to do good in her life? It's not possible I'm most likely going to do something to her before I leave this place.
Should i call her?
No, I can't.
then what do i do? I stare at my keys , sitting n the kitched table adn rise grabbign them from their place.
"i could always just beat the shit out of someone. It's better than feeling like shit over something I can't control.