Derailed || Harry Styles AU

Prologue

I was leaving.

Packing my things and heading to the train depot. I bought a train ticket towards New Orleans 15 minutes ago. And when did I decide that I was leaving? Also 15 minutes ago. This was not an easy decision by any means. A lot of things have occurred in my life and in my surroundings that forced me to make the choice, and leave. Don't get me wrong, I adore my family. But I need to do what's best for me. And what's best for me is to get as far away from them as possible.

I took a lot at the big clock on my wall, I had very little time to spare in order for me to reach the train depot in time. I grabbed my duffel bag from underneath my bed and started stuffing it full of clothes. I walked towards my wardrobe and grabbed a few sweaters, long sleeve shirts, a couple of nice blouses, and some of my jeans. I put my clothes in the duffle bag and proceeded to rush into my bathroom grabbing my hair brush, toothbrush, and my pink makeup bag. Putting all of those items into my duffel bag, I continued to gather the items that I deemed essential. The items I would miss if I left them behind.

Walking over to my bedside table I grabbed three things: the picture of me and grandpa on my graduation day, my pink wrist watch, and my jar full of cash and change. I placed my picture and jar in my bag and put my watch on. I took a deep breath and turned to look around my room, it looked disheveled, completely unlike the state it is usually in. If you didn't know any better, you would have assumed I had been robbed.

I grabbed my duffle bag, slinging it onto my left shoulder and crouched down to put on my black converse. As I stood up from the ground I turned off my bedroom light and headed to the kitchen. I had to be quiet though, everyone in the house was asleep at this hour. When I reached the kitchen I placed my duffle bag onto the hardwood floor and grabbed a pen and paper from our junk drawer to write a note to inform those who cared why I wasn't here.

"Hey... I'm leaving. I don't have plans on returning and as of right now i'm not even sure where exactly i'll end up. Things here have been too hectic. I'm not happy with where I am at, and I believe I can find happiness elsewhere. Without all the crazy. I love y'all and until I can find peace I won't be reaching out. Take care, all of you.

Windsor"

I signed my name and wiped a few tears from my eyes, which managed to escape while writing my note. "Stop," I hushed myself. "You said you wouldn't cry Windsor. So stop this. You are leaving for you." I told myself with a stern tone. I was not going to cry. This is a moment in my life that was meant to be appreciated not mourned over. I was escaping. I was leaving. I was going to be fine.

I was supposed to be leaving my fast paced life. But the only thing I felt at the moment was hectic. I knew since the moment I decided to leave nearly 20 minutes ago now, I was going to feel frenzied in my fleeting moments. But as soon as I am out of the house and on my way to the train station, I would be fine.

"Just got to get to the train station." I whispered to myself. I grabbed my duffle bag from the floor, placed it on my shoulder and started my walk towards the door. I turned the knob of the front door and was met with a gust of cold wind. I looked at my watch and noticed the time: 1:25 a.m. By the time I would get to the train station I would have a good 10 minutes to spare before we departed. I closed the door and began my walk to the train depot, with a final glance back at my house I smiled sadly, "You are doing this for yourself, remember that."

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A/N: The end of my very first chapter to my very first fic. Any and all feedback is welcomed. I know right now the cover is REALLY bad, but i'm going to get a friend of mine to help me with it, so that should be fixed soon.

I hope y'all are staying safe and wearing a mask!

Love,  jb