Away (Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 1

Stephanie's POV -

"I can't believe you're leaving tomorrow! Where has the time gone? Where has my little baby Stephanie gone?" My Mum exclaims as we jump into the bulky four wheeled drive.

"I can't believe it either Mum, I mean, it feels like it was just yesterday that I graduated high school, and now I'm leaving!" I respond with mixed emotions flying around in my head.

I'm going to miss Australia. I'm going to miss my friends that in leaving behind, my family, my house. I'm going to miss the beach. The smell of it every morning when I wake up, when I look out the window that has that million dollar view. I don't wanna leave it.

San Diego is going to be so different. I wonder if it will be like what it is in the movies? You know, the groups, the parties, the 'new girl' that has no friends, wow.

How did my Dad even get me this opportunity? I can't wait to see him. I haven't seen him since the day he left for his job about three years ago. We talk on the phone every now and then, but never fully open up and talk father to daughter. I miss that.

But, he promised he would meet me at the airport as soon as my flight lands. I know I will be over tired, since I can't sleep on planes, and most likely not the easiest person to talk to afterwards. I get very moody when I'm tired, I hate it. He will just have to deal with it I guess, not much I can do.

I wind down the window as the bright, shinning sun hits my tanned skin. I pop my sunglasses on to cover my blue eyes, and stare at the beautiful beach that was almost bare. It was only nine in the morning, so people weren't all up yet, only the casual active runner here and there. We make a sharp turn down my favorite street in the Sunshine Coast, it is full of shops and restaurants as well clubs down the very end.

We make a stop outside the main building, and make our way into the air conditioned foyer. The thongs on my feet are burning, and are worn out. I really need a new pair.

The center is packed, not like usual. What's going on? We soon find out when we walk into a crowd of screaming and screeching thirteen year olds as a new album of some popstar comes out, Justin Bieber I think. Stupid girls.. He doesn't even have an alright voice compared to Ed Sheeran. Ugh, I love him. I got nudged and bumped a few times, shooting them death glares as they shout and scream.

Mum and I find our way throught the crowd to Myer. Finally gaining some peace and quiet.

"We need to get you prepared for the trip, with clothes and toiletries, the lot! We have to much to do before tomorrow, it's crazy! Why isn't this family ever prepared for anything!" she stresses as she pulls out a list of things that we have to get today, other wise I'm going to have to find it by myself on the other side of the world.

Whoah. The other side of the world. It's so far away from home, I can't believe it. I'm suddenly hit out of my thinking state by Mum wacking me and handing me the list.

"Jeans, bathers, t-shirts, bras, shorts, heels, thongs, shampoo, wax, tampons, really Mum? I can find toiletries over there. They won't be hard to find, don't worry." I read as I cross out the toiletry needs.

"You never know, I just chucked it on there to remind us that it will be needed eventually, whether it's here or there." she replies with a laugh.

We stroll through the sections of clothing, picking out the needs and ticking off the list. We end up getting most of what I needed, leaving dresses and shoes out so we can buy them at an actual store. Cheaper prices as my Mum always says.

This is great, the Mother daughter shopping days we have. I love watching her take her stress out on retail therepy. It's quite entertaining. We walk out of the department store with both hands full of clothing for her and mostly myself. I feel really spoilt since she insisted to pay for more than half. I didn't want to argue infront of everyone but will deffinitly leave her some cash before I leave.

We walk in and out of shops for almost the whole day, gathering dresses from Forever New, Dotti and Dangerfield as well as a pair of converse, heels, sandles and the much needed pair of thongs. I'm going to have to get used to calling them flip-flops when I'm over in the states, but I don't think I can. It'll be too difficult to remember.

On the way home, we talk about the sight seeing stops that I'll have to makes and the friends that i'll make in the college, especially my roomate, until I get a call from my friend Ava.

"Hey! Babe, how's the packing going? I can't believe you're leaving tomorrow! I'm going to cry, I swear." she says into the speaker.

"Don't be ridiculous Ava. You'll be fine. We will definitely keep in touch hun, I promise." I reply, saddness filling my insides as the reality hits me that i'll be moving away from my best friend. Ava is gorgeous, with reddish, brown hair sweeping her back, and dark emerald eyes that stand out from her pale skin. I'm honestly jealous of her. She has a ton of friends, and has no problem finding guys. She's perfect. I don't know how i'm going to be able to live without her. She's the best company anyone could ever want. I hope my roomate is as nice as her.. I hope.

"I know we will. I won't let you just forget about me, let me let you know that mate." she says as we both laugh. "I'll let you get packing again. I'll meet you at the airport early tomorrow, Love you".

"Love you too." I reply as she hangs up the phone. I'm really going to miss her.

We soon arrive home and start packing my suitcase with the clothes we bought. It's pretty much full, with winter and summer clothing prepared for the dramatic weather changes.

This is really happening. I'm going to be flying to America tomorrow. For college. Seeing my Dad.I'm so excited, I can't help but happy dance my way back and fourth between the closet and bags.

"You really need to calm down." Mum laughs. "Go to sleep, you have a big day tomorrow and need your rest. See you in the morning babe." She says as we finish packing the last few pairs of denim shorts.

"Goodnight." She whispers as she leaves my room.

I'm left tossing and turning for at least an hour and a half in bed. I have to relax.

"This is my last sleep in this bed for a while now, lets enjoy it." I remind myself as I doze off into heavy sleep.

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