Sign Of The Times (1D fanfiction)

Chapter 14 : Letting Go

It was January 2016. My new year's resolution was to go to Los Angeles and look for a bette life there. I wanted to continue my career as an author, and I knew that for a better life, I had to leave London. I was born in this city, grew up in this city, and made several memories here. I didn't want to leave my city, but I had to. Otherwise, the sad old memories would haunt me forever. Every step I took, every sight I saw, would remind me of the days which holds a special place in my memory. I felt an attachment to this city, which brought me sadness. To leave my sadness behind and go ahead in life, I had to leave this city.

So with the money I got from two of my books, I bought a ticket to Los Angeles, California. There, I pre-booked a hotel where I would be living while the apartment I rented was getting ready. It wasn't a luxury apartment or anything, it was a very normal, and standard one. It had everything I needed. I also signed a deal with one of the famous publishing houses in Los Angeles who said they would publish my books. It was the 10th of January. I would be leaving today at night and reach Los Angeles tomorrow. I packed up my bags and my necessities which were nothing more than my clothes, some food, and money. I decided to keep my London apartment in case there would be an emergency.

That afternoon as I was looking into the albums which reflected my life, I came across this photo of me and the One Direction boys. With a permanent marker on the Polaroid was written by Harry: "Whatever happens, no one can break our friendship." This reminded me of the good times that I had. Not all the memories in this city was bad. Some of them were good, and crystal clear in my memory. I teared up when I recalled the picnic day back in 2012. Harry kissed me under the stars. I wanted to leave behind a hint of me as I left for Los Angeles. So I decided to write a letter and post it in Harry's address. I wrote:

Dear Harry,
I know things aren't going exactly the best right now. Even for me, it is getting hard. As a newly established author, I am always looking for a job. The job of an author is unpredictable, but I love it. So I decided to leave London and set for Los Angeles. I booked a hotel, and I would stay there for a month while my rented apartment is getting ready. This city has a lot of memories for me, some good and some bad. While I am leaving, I don't want to leave creepily like a ghost, without letting anyone know. I decided to let you know. Please inform the others about my decision. I'll visit London once in a while, and I'll visit everyone of you, I promise. Take care of yourself, Harry. Everything will be alright. And to answer your previous question, I am still not sure if I want to get back with you. I need some time, let me financially settle down in Los Angeles and I'll let you know. Harry, that's all for today. You were my best friend, are my best friend, and continue to be my best friend.
Love,
Ava.

The end of the letter saw the start of my crying for an hour. I was leaving what I once thought I'd never leave. I was leaving my friends, my family, my city and getting ahead for a new life. I went to the post office and posted the letter in Harry's address. It was getting darker. Evening was approaching, and at 8:25 pm, I had to leave for Los Angeles.

(Timelapse.)

I found myself flying away from London within the next few hours. Within the next 11 hours, I would be at Los Angeles. This would be a new beginning in my life. The end of something, was the start of something new. I knew it, and I had a lot of hope left in my heart to serve as the fuel for my new beginning. I was a mixture of excitement and sadness. As I was flying, I felt like all my anger for Harry was slowly washing away. The anger, was now turning to pure love. I guess, if I had to love him from the beginning, I had to let him go first.