Chapter 1

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Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.

-Neil Gaiman

 

One

Its 10 minutes before midnight. I should be sleeping now. I'll be leaving early tomorrow morning. But I'm not. Me being me, I'm wide awake, maybe either because of the two cups of coffee I've drank before going to bed or because of the wobbly excitement and jittery feeling on the pit of my stomach brought by my over-thinking about tomorrow's possibilities.

I'm done with feeling sad about leaving home. Was it really home? I have prepared myself mentally for months for I know that this day will surely come. I will be leaving this place. My friends. My family. So instead of moping, I'm contemplating about what might happen tomorrow. Or what might not happen.

I went to Niall's house this morning to say my farewells to him and his parents. Niall's my best friend. We've been inseparable since Third Grade, him being my best buddy while I am his. Niall's parents, Maura and Bobby, have always been kind to me as well.

When I knocked at the door, it was Maura who answered. "Hi.", I said with my usual grin as I kissed her on her cheek. It was her thing. The kiss on the cheeks.  Maura smiled back and uttered, "Come on, Harry, Niall's in his room."

"Didn't move his lazy ass yet, then?" I said it with a laugh.  Maura just laughed along, already used to my cussing.

I went up the stairs, humming One direction's Something great, a song I've heard playing on the radio on my way to Niall's. I didn't bother knocking on his door since I'm literally there every day for almost ten years. When I entered, I didn't expect Niall to be curled up on his bed, still covered with his blanket. It was unusual for him to stay asleep until 8 in the morning.

"Hey, Niall."

"Ugh. Don't talk to me." I shook my head and frowned. Alright, I'm wrong. He's awake.

"Don't you want to hang out with your best friend before he left for uni for a year?" I smirked even though I felt a little sad inside, while pulling his blanket from his body.

He groaned and pulled me to his bed. "I can't believe you're leaving." He said it with a yawn. Well in our friendship, his not the keen with showing his emotions. That trait belongs to me of course so i was surprised when he pulled me into a hug.  

"I know. But I need to.", I said with a sad smile while playing with his blonde hair the whole time.

With that, he pulled away and looked into my eyes. "Yes. For your goals and dreams."

I nodded. "For my goals and dreams."

He got up and made up his bed while I went down to drink some water. Maura was already preparing bacon and egg for breakfast.

"Where's Uncle Bobby?"

"He went to work early. Got some serious marketing proposal planning today."

"Oh."

"So what are your plans for today, Harry?"

"Just hanging out with Niall. I need to prepare my stuff later this afternoon. I'll be leaving tomorrow morning."

She just smiled and asked me to eat breakfast with her after she finished. A few minutes later, Niall joined us. Summers and weekends were always like this for Niall and I; dealing with two moms and dads. It's either me spending the whole day at his pad, or him joining me on my sanctuary.

I wonder whether everything will stay the same after this year. I'm leaving for London to study Visual Arts while Niall decided to stay here and study college at the local university because they have a decent football team. He's in love with football and was offered a scholarship and invited to play for the local team so he ended up staying here.

The whole afternoon was spent with popcorns, movies, and bikes. When the time came, I finally said bye. I can't help but feel the pain, knowing that I can't see him, my best friend, for almost a year.

But that feeling was replaced for now by the unsettling excitement for tomorrow's events. On my entire existence, it will be my first time living this small town of Holmes Chapel. Will life be tougher in the arts school? Will I have friends in there? Will I meet my future wife in there?

I laughed at my thoughts and with that, my eyes closed voluntarily.


P.S. Leave some comments so that i can improve this story. This will be my first time writing a fan fiction. Thank you.

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