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We arrived at the airport as I followed Aunt Charlotte inside and all around. We finally found our flight as I sat down beside Aunt Charlotte, planning on not looking at her the whole time. I didn't want to see her or talk to her. She took me away from someone I loved with all my heart. I know it seems kind of childish to act that way but, I can't help it. I'm upset and she's the last person I want to interact with.
I watched as the plane began to glide down the runway. In just a minute, the plane left the ground as it slowly flew into the air. Soon enough we were covered by clouds. Aunt Charlotte put her hand on mine as I pulled my hand away, into my lap.
"Listen Marlie, I know you're gonna miss Harry but, he'll be there when you get back. Besides, it's young love. Right now, you don't know what you want." Aunt Charlotte said slowly.
"No. Aunt Charlotte, chances are, Harry WON'T be there when I get back. Ill be in my 20's and Harry's on the way to fame. He and the guys already have tons of fans in the U.K, I can't imagine the U.S. by the way, I know EXACTLY what I want and no matter how hard you try, you could never take it away from me." I replied angrily.
"Okay. Just know that I'm your guardian, your parent and you need to har respect for me. That's all I ask." Aunt Charlotte said.
"No. You're my Aunt. You can never be my parents. I love you, but not like my parents." I replied, looking back out the window.
"Well, Uncle Brett and I have set up a pretty cool room for you back at home. It's got this huge......" Aunt Charlotte started.
"It's okay. I appreciate it but you don't have to." I interrupted.
"We also bought you the new iPhone so you can keep up with Harry and that little red headed girl." Aunt Charlotte said.
"Allie. Her name is Allie." I stated, clenching my jaw.
"Okay." Aunt Charlotte said.
"Are you done now?" I asked.
"Yeah. I'm done." Aunt Charlotte replied.
"Good." I said, putting my ear buds in as drounding the world around me out with my boyfriends beautiful voice.
We arrived at Aunt Charlottes huge house in the suburbs of Los Angles, California. I walked in and followed Aunt Charlotte to my new room where I put my stuff down and shut the door.
My room was pretty cool. It was painted blue and my comforter was half the American Flag, and half the British Flag. On the wall above my bed, one side was an American Flag painting, the middle was a painting that said U.S, U.K, and on the other side was a painting of the British Flag. My dresser was white and I had a huge walk in closet, way to big for the very few clothes that I have.
I sighed as I plopped down on the bed and switched the tv on. I walked over to the dresser where a small box lay on top with a note.
Hope you enjoy your room:) we worked hard on it and tried to make it feel like you were still back in the U.K.
-Aunt Charlotte, and Uncle Brett
I opened the box to see a picture of me and my parents when I was 5 at Disneyland in Flordia when we visited. That was the last picture of the 3 of us together. My mum died 2 weeks later in car crash, that I too was involved in.
-Flashback-
"Mummy, I want ice cream!" I said excitedly as my mummy pulled out of the dentist.
"Ice cream!? We just got your teeth cleaned!" Mummy said.
"Aren't I getting them cleaned next month?" I asked.
"Yes." Mummy replied with a chuckle.
"Then I can have ice cream. I've been a good girl." I said.
"Yes you have!" Mummy said as I smiled, mummy turned the corner as she looked throught the mirror, "I love....."mummy started when a drunk drive collided into us as I screamed.
All I heard was crashing as we tumbled into the ditch.
"MUMMY!!" I screamed as I awaited her sweet and calming voice to answer and when it didnt, I began to panick.
I made my way up to the front seat as I looked at my mummy. Her beautiful, blue eyes were open and her mouth still like she had froze in the middle of telling me she loved me. Her hands were glued to the steering wheel. I didn't think people looked like that when they died. She looked, frozen in time.
-Present Time-
I was jerked back into reality as my door slowly opened.
"Hi. I'm um, I'm Nicholas. I'm Brett's son, from another marrige. I heard you scream mummy? I thought Id come see if you were okay." Nicholas replied.
"Oh, uh, yeah. I'm fine." I replied.
"You sure. You look a little shaken up." Nicholas stated.
"Yes I'm fine." I said starting to get angry.
"Okay. Holler if ya need anything." Nicholas replied.
"Not likely." I mumbled as he closed the door.
The sun began to set as I pulled my brown hair into a messy bun. I then out on my pajamas, an old tie dye tshirt that said, "Kate and Charles 87'." My parents, the year after they got married, and a pair of blue shorts.
I began unpacking, smiling at everything that involved Harry in some way. The outfit I wore on our first date, the shoes he bought me for our one year anniversary, the outfit I wore to his X Factor audition, even the old tshirt I wore when I visited him at the bakery. Barbra would always embarrass him in front of my by pinching his bum. His face would turn red and I would laugh with Barbra. That's when I found it. The hoodie Harry gave me the first time I was sick around him. I pulled my shirt off and put the hoodie on. I could still smell the wonderful scent of Harry's cologne. A smell that, even though its only been about 12 hours, I already missed.
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