A Second Chance: a Harry Styles fanfic

New Friends

Heather's POV

As I drove down the long road, I opened the window to the car and let the wind blow through my hair. I looked down at my brown hair that had the bottom of my hair ombrayed into a blonde. It looked really nice on me.(If you don't know what an ombrey is it is your natural hair color on top but as you get towards the ends of your hair it slowly changes into a new color that you choose to dye it.)

I did it because since I was moving why not change my hair a little. My blue eyes stayed on the road, because I didn't want to miss any turns that I was supposed to take and get lost. I jumped a little as the GPS went of telling me to take the next right, onto Bekon Heath Road. Sure enough on my right was Bekon Heath Road. I took a right and in front of me was a beautiful house. I had decided not to get an apartment because I was living here permanently so there was no use in not getting a permanent home. The C shaped house was made of gray stone in the center of the C and a darker shade of gray wood on the sides. The roof was black that matched the door in front. Pillars held a tiny balcony above the door. I had never in my life imagined living in such a nice house. This house had taken nearly all my money from America, that my mother had giving to me before she died, which was alot. I was so glad my father wasn't smart enough to find out the password and take all the money, or else I would have been homeless. I slowly opened my car's door took out my suit cases, and walked in the house.

I pulled out my new house keys and unlocked the front door. The hinges made no noise as I opened it. Inside nearly made me faint. It was an old fashioned designed home but had modernize materials in it. So it was recently updated to have all the new things in it. Brown wood flooring was surrounded by light blue walls with white carved wood sides that went from the floor to a third way up the wall. A fish tank sat right in the middle of the hall to the right and left of it was a pair of stairs, that lead up to the second floor. I placed my suit cases next to the fish tank as I climbed the beautifully carved stairs. When I got to the top it over looked the living room. So far I loved London. I looked around the second floor a little more picked my room. I walked into the living room and sat down on the white coach and sighed.

The back of the wall in the living room was pretty much glass that looked into the backyard. I sat there staring at it for at least ten minutes until my stomach growled hungarly. I looked over to the walk in kitchen were there was no food. I sighed picking myself up not wanting to leave the house yet. I picked up the car keys and closed and locked the door. Walking over to my car I smiled for the millionth time today. If I added up the times I smiled today it would proably be more then I ever had in America, with my father. I shook my head. I was supposed to be forgetting him, I was trying to start my life over and get away from the bad things. Thats why I had moved to Holmes Chapel. I typed in restaurants in my GPS and found a few that really interested me.

I silently drove following the GPS's directions to my destination. I turned on the radio and One Direction came on singing Moments. Tears started to fill my eyes as I thought of my mother. She was such nice person why did she have to die so early. I was brought back to reality as I came to the bakery. I quickly whipped away my tears happy that I didn't wear make up. I got out of the car and opened the bakers glass doors. A little bell let of a tiny ring to show that I was there. Out came an employee and I ordered my meal. I took it out and decided to eat while I looked around my new surroundings.

"Bring Bring!" my phone sang. I rolled my eyes. Gosh will I ever have time to eat. I pulled out my phone from my shorts back pocket and jumped in joy as I saw who it was. I eagerly flipped it open.

"Will oh my gosh how are you? I haven't spoken to you in so long." It was true I was never able to speak to my brother that much because being in the military he was usually busy. His deep voice comforted me as he spoke.

"I am fine. I heard what happened, are you all right?" I smiled at my brothers concern.

"I am fine now, but guess what. I moved to England." I said cheerfully into the phone. I swear I could hear him sigh in relief that I was alright.

"That's great, how has everything been going up there? Did you make any new friends? Oh did you start your new job yet?" He started shooting out questions. I laughed a little but paused as I thought about my job. I had an interview tomorrow so I was kind of nervous.

"I am going for my interview tomorrow. I really want to work in the hospital as a Nero surgeon, I have the grades and ever thing. I now I am only seventeen but I was top of my class. I even started college two years ahead of everyone. How could they say no?" I asked my brother. It was true school was my get away from my father. I spent so much time there I got so much work done.

"Don't worry you'll get the job. I am sorry but I have to go. My Sargent wants use to run a few miles. Hope everything goes well over in England. Good luck! I love you." He said before ending our call. I smiled to myself, he was the only boy I trust so much. I picked up my sand which and started to eat. Yum, this sand which was delicious. By the time I was done it was getting late. I started to walk back to my car from the bench, I needed my rest if I was to do well on my interview.

Harry's POV

My mom drove us back to the house. Once we got there I great fully went to my room. I hadn't seen it in years. When I walked in it looked exactly the same as when I left it. Made bed, clothes put away, posters up. I walked into my closest to my suit cases away, I looked up.

"Ahhh!" I screamed. Right in front of me was a life size cut out of me. I heard my Mom come running in the room.

"What's wrong?" She said out of breath. I pointed to the cut out and she started to laugh. "Oh that I kept when you were away so I can at least look at you." She smiled. I smiled back, thinking of how ridiculous I must of sounded when I screamed. "Oh ya, tomorrow we are going out to walk around, so you need to sleep." She added before leaving my room. I nodded showing her I understood. She closed the door and I plopped down on my bed, I was exhausted. I pulled of my shirt and jeans leaving me just in my boxers. Once I put my head on my pillow I was out like a light.