Forgotten

I wonder if she still lives there

*** Emily's pov***

As I laid in the bed of a hotel thinking about what I have done to niall. I don't know what I did.  wanted to gt back togwther with niall because... Well because I still love him... But I just cant take the hate. I cant the rumors or the fame. I don't like it.

But one thing that I still cant decide is, was the relationship worth all of it. I sat up up hopped off the bed. Then I heard a loud thud. It was my sutcase. It fell off the bed.

As I started to clean up the bag I found a yellow crumpled up piece of paper. I looked at it amd it had an adress on it. Somwhere in ghana africa. I'm kind of confused about it, I wonder what it means.

After I picked everything up I went to take a shower then went to bed.

I woke up at 9 because of the maid.

Maid sevice. The maid said.

I opened the door and she looked pretty confused.

Is something wrong? I asked.

Are you emily moore? Niall horans girlfriend? She asked.

No, I'm not emily. replying very fast and hopin she would'nt know im lying.

Oh, I'm am sorry. I guess you just look a lot like her.

Its fine, I get that a lot.I said with relief.

Did I wake you? She asked.

Yeah, but its fine.

Ok, well I'll comeback in a few hours. She said while slowly turning around.

Ok. I said as I shut the door.

I walked over to the bed and suddenly I remembered. That piece of paper was my moms address. I remember that when I was 13 years old I visted my mom in ghana africa. She gave this so I could write to her but I lost the paper so I could ever write. I wonder if she is still lives there. I do miss her. Maybe I can visit. No problem in trying right?

I packed up my bag, got the money and left for the airport.

I want my mom, my real mom. I miss her and right now I need her.

As I paid for my ticket to ghana, all of my memories flashed through my head. The time niall and I stayed up all night watching movies or the time he skipped out on whole day hanging out with the guys just so he could take care of me when I was really sick. But even though I will miss him and everyone else. I need to leave and go find my mom.

I walked onto the plane and sat down in my seat. There was a really fat guy right next me. Then 5 minutes later another fat person came and sat on the other side of me. I was so squished. This was going to be one long flight.

After we landed in africa I hopped off the plane and it didn't look at all what I thought africa looked like.

But I went and found a taxi to take me to gana.

I found an information lady.

Mam? I asked.

Yes.she replied

How do I get to ghana?

Are you a volenteer? she asked.

Well not exactly, I'm trying to find a volenteer first. I said

Do you know where he or she is volunteering?

No. I said slowly.

Ok well then you will want to geton bus number 8. she said, pulling out a map and handing it to me.

Then just go to the volenteer center and ask for whoever you are looking for . They should know where she is working today. Then you can find them. she said.

Thank you so much. I said

Yes of course. Good luck. she replied.

Thanks. I said again as I walked away.