Stuck (One Direction)

7 - Home

When I woke up it was six o'clock in the evening.  I got up, went shopping for a while (trying to avoid drama) and got some food.  At about twelve in the morning I got off my computer, took a sleeping pill, and crawled into bed.

The next day, there was a loud knocking at my door and the sound of my sisters annoyed voice, "get up and pack, twit, we're leaving!"

"What?"  I asked groggily.  "What are you talking about?  And what time is it?"

"We're going home!  It's eight in the morning."  She announced as I rubbed my eyes with my puny fists.  "Before you ask, we're leaving because dad has serious, last-minute business.  Something about stocks or something, I have no idea.  But mom said to wake you up early so you could say goodbye to the boys."

"Oh, erm, thanks."  Agitated, I stood up and stretched.  Looking around, I found my suit case lying open with a few extra outfits and knick-knacks in it.  Packing would take a while so I grabbed my phone to stall.

After I dialled Zayn's number, the phone rang two times and he picked up.  "Hello?  Bitzy?"

"Hey Zayn, I'm leaving."

"What?  I thought you were leaving on Friday!"

"So did I, my dad has emergency work.  I guess I just called to say--"

"No, we're all coming down to say goodbye."

"Okay, just not Liam."  I started to bite my fingernails at the thought of him coming down and trying to apologize.  

"Oh, come on Bitzy!  You're going to have to forgive him sometime!  We will see each other again for quite some time."

"No, please, Zayn!"  I literally almost got down on my hands and knees even though he couldn't see me.  "I just...it would be too awkward and I'm really not ready.  He hurt me and I guess I hurt him and I'm just kind of done right now.  I don't want to hear his apology, in fact, I'm quite surprised he has one!"

"He's coming," he said sternly, "and what's that supposed to mean? Surprised he--"

"Nothing.  Fine.  I'll see you guys in a few."  Not wanting to hear his reply, I hung up and started to get dressed quickly.  We'd be driving home and only stopping for small things like gas and food, so I didn't take too much care.  Hurriedly, I threw on a shirt, some pants, and brushed though my rats nest of hair.  In the middle of straightening my hair I heard a knock at the door and cursed under my breath, turning off my straightener.

When I opened the door, all the boys gave me a hug and started all saying things at once.

"We'll miss you Bitzy!  Do you think you'll be able to have a...."

"You will come visit up in Seattle, won't you? If you don't...."

"Thanks for showing us Left 4 Dead two! We might have to get it..."

I started laughing and patted whoever's back my hand was closest to.  "That's nice," I managed to get out, "thank you, can you guys give me a little space though?"  We all laughed and they backed away.  "Thank you, again.  So yeah, I have to go."

The boys gave me a chrous of "aww"'s before Harry spoke up, "can you come see us in Seattle?"  His eyes gleamed with hope and he smiled in anticipation.  It was sad to give him news that he wasn't expecting.

"Well, my parents still have to talk.  Or if they've talked, they haven't given me their answer.  I'll text you as soon as I know though, okay?  With my dad's work emergency that might be a while though...do you think we can Skype and stuff?"