A/N
Here's the epilogue, its short n sweet (just like the Sabrina Carpenter album)
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Harry's POV
We leave early in the morning. Bags packed and on the road by seven thirty. Which wasn't ideal but with it being a Sunday, I wanted to get there whilst everyone was at church.
The ride was mostly quiet and Louis reached over to put his hand on my thigh, squeezing lightly before letting go and driving into that dreaded town.
The houses all looked the same, bland and pale. The sheen had worn off, and the trees were just sprouting leaves, early March in the air, and the sidewalks were empty.
We didn't drive past the church at risk of being seen, and when we park out the front of our houses, Louis looks nervous.
"Okay?" I ask softly, he nods.
"Yeah. I just really hate this place." His eyes glisten a bit. "I feel bad for leaving my sisters, they shouldn't have to live like this."
I feel bad too, Niall's still here, he shouldn't have to live like this either. But he's seemed to find away around it.
"We can come back." I whisper. "In a few years, once we have a real plan, come and get them."
"Yeah." He smiles sadly. "Okay."
"We don't have a lot of time," I say, and he seems to come back from wherever he's drifted.
"Right," he swallows, "let's go."
We get out of the car and part ways, I run to the back door and take the key from under the mat, unlocking it and rushing inside. I reach my room and grab another bag from my cupboard, trying to separate the part of my brain that is reminiscing about my room from the logic.
We'd be torn apart if we stayed here.
I pack as much as I can, filling my bags with clothes and precious things to me, I grab my pillow and another pair of shoes before running back downstairs and out the door.
Louis is waiting for me in my front yard, he nods at me and then turns for the car. I follow him and he get in, throwing his things in the back seat. I do too and he drives off, leaving our old lives behind.
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Louis' POV
A few hours out of town we park at a 24 hour mart and hurry inside, for some food on the road. I'd packed my money I'd been saving from my job so we were set for quite a while.
We buy basics, muesli bars, a bit of fruit, some pasta and other easy dinner items we could make in a motel kitchen.
I had a vague idea of where we could go, if I still remembered the address right. I had to ask Harry though, and even then I wasn't sure if he'd want to.
We pay and walk outside, the sun setting over the hills in the distance.
"Hey," I stop him, and he turns to me, "I have an idea of where to go," he nods for me to continue, "my dad's place. He sent me a letter once, of his new address, if I ever wanted to join him. I wasn't brave enough then, and I showed my mum. She burnt it but I still kind of remember the address."
"Cool," he says, and I look at him in surprise, "let's go."
"Really?"
"Of course, sounds good." I sigh in relief.
"Okay, it's a plan."
He tilts his head, "Is it weird I'm going to miss that place?"
"No," I shrug, "not weird."
He steps towards me and touches my neck, pulling me in and kissing me sweetly. Then he pulls away.
"What was that?" I smile back and he blushes.
"I love you." He whispers. I kiss him quickly.
"I love you too."
Harry giggles and runs to the car, I laugh and follow him, by the time I slide into my seat he's already put in a cd and he watches me put in the key. I pull out of the car park and turn onto the road.
"Where to now?" He asks.
"Doncaster," I smile, "let's see if my dad remembers me."
Harry takes my hand and smiles as he looks out at the road before us, golden sun hitting his skin to make the most perfect of glow. He turns to me and squeezes my hand.
"I'll go wherever you do."
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A/N
You guys.
It's done.
It took us a while but we made it :)) (no pun intended)
It's as close to the original plan as I could fit and the end is really left up to your imagination but I think everything ended perfectly.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEE IF YOU'VE READ THIS, READ MY OTHER BOOKS.
Where Do We Go Now is my personal favourite, there's also Somewhere Between The Heavens and The Earth and The Alchemy which are unfinished but I'm working on them.
LOVE YOU ALL
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