Where Did The Time Go?

Olivia

August 1st 2015

"So you're sure you've got everything?" Sally's hands were shaking around my shoulders. Us and Lisa were at the airport. Lisa was getting on the flight to Baltimore with me to ensure that I got to Rian's home alright, and that the environment was 'suitable' or some bullshit.

"Positive. My room was completely empty." I sighed, "Thank you for everything you've done for me, Sally. It means so much." I hugged her and grabbed my cases from the trunk of Sally's car. I had 3 large cases as I had to bring all of my belongings.

Lisa only had a small carry on bag as she was flying back the same day. I slung my rucksack on my shoulder and grabbed two of my cases. Lisa brought the other and we headed for check-in.

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"One, two, three. Got all your things, Olivia?" Me and Lisa had landed and were collecting my suitcases. She counted each one as the came around the carrousel.

"Yep, let's go." I was literally, to put it lightly, shitting bricks. Not only was I meeting my favourite band, but also my father.

"Are we getting a cab to his house?" I asked Lisa as we headed out of the airport.

"Mhm. I thought it'd be better to meet him in a more... Homely environment." We stopped on the sidewalk as a cab pulled up.

"Sure." I was shaking as I handed the cab driver my cases. I climbed into the back of the car and pulled my phone from my bag. I already had 3 texts from Steph.

Have you landed ok? X

Have you met them yet!?! Xx

OLIVIA HAVE YOU DIED!?

I texted her back quickly.

Yes, no and yes I have. I'm a ghost. Boo xx

I put my phone back into my bag and stared out of the window. It only took 10 minutes until the cab pulled up outside a large detached house on a secluded street. The mailbox at the end of the driveway had 'Dawson' messily painted on it with a small smiley face.

"I wonder which of the boys did that?" I whispered to myself.

"What did you say?" Lisa looked over at me.

"Nothing." We got out of the cab and collected my cases.

Lisa marched up the drive, pulling two bags behind her. She knocked hastily on the large front door. I slowly walked up behind her and tried to hide a little. The door swung open to reveal Jack Barakat. The Jack Barakat.

"And you are?" He looked irritated.

"My name is Lisa Stove, from Bakersfield House in Houston, Texas. I'm here with Mr. Dawson's daughter." She stood to one side and pointed at me. I smiled a little at Jack and he grinned back at me.

"Rian! There's people here to see you!" Jack screamed into the house.

"Shit! She's here!" I heard a familiar voice coming from inside. The voice was quickly followed by Rian appearing at the door. Jack moved away.

"Uh... Hey..." He scratched the back of his neck. He looked just as scared as I felt. I smiled at him.

"Mr. Dawson, I have to make a flight back to Texas in 2 hours. Please can we hurry this along." Lisa looked extremely impatient.

"Oh, yeah, of course." Rian took my case from me despite my objections and shouted Jack to get the other two from Lisa. He showed us into the hall and then stopped.

"I'll show you to your room Riley, then you can unpack while me and your care worker chat." He smiled.

"Actually, people call me-"

"Good idea, Mr. Dawson. I'll wait here." Lisa interrupted. I decided to tell him about my name change later.

Rian and Jack collected my bags again and took me upstairs. We walked past a few doors until we stopped.

Jack opened the door for me, "We'll give you a tour later but for now, this is your room." He pointed to different parts of the room, "Through those double doors is your closet, and the window sticks a little so you've gotta really push it. Okay, we'll be back later." The two boys laid my suitcases on the bed and headed for the door.

"Thanks." I smiled, "Wait, how many of you live here?"

"All of us." Rian said, nodding.

"Okay, just wondering." And with that they left.

I didn't feel like unpacking, so I shoved my things onto the floor and pulled my iPod from my bag. I stuck in my headphones and let Kellin Quinn's voice flow through me.