Forever

New Beginnings

*Bella's POV*

"Flight 103 leaving for Utah in ten minutes," the flight attendant over the intercom announced. I took a deep breath and wheeled over to the security check.

"I.D. please," the guard asked. I pulled out my brand new I.D. and license and handed them to the young man.

"Pepper Ashton," he smiled and handed back my cards. He looked briefly in my carry on and felt my suitcases. "Alright you're good to go!"

"Thank you!" I called as I went to my plane.

*Rachel's POV*

"I don't know where she could be," I explained to Maya and Harry. We were all sitting on the couches in Maya's living room while Harry held Daniel. I put my head in my hands and Maya put a hand on my shoulder.

"Rachel, it's not your fault. The fans just love them. You didn't do anything wrong," Maya reassured me.

"But I'm her older sister! I should've been looking after her! I knew from the minute we left that last therapy session that she wasn't completely healed..."

"Rachel stop. It's going to be fine. Bella will recover," Harry commented. There was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it," Maya said as she stood up and walked to the door. I didn't lift my head up so I didn't know who came in, until they sat down.

"I don't know where she is," a familiar Irish accent whispered.

"Niall? You can't find her?" I lifted my head up to see him crying.

"Of all people..." Harry shook his head.

"She came home... And then... She... We... Kissed... Drove away..." He said between sniffles.

"What? Niall what happened?" I begged.

"She came home, and then she showed me tweets. Then, she stood up and kissed me. She told me we were through. Just friends. And then she drove away. She's never coming back," Niall erupted into tears.

"Bella broke up with you?!" Maya shouted.

"But you two have gone through so much!" I cried.

"I know! And now, because of the stupid fans, she won't love me anymore! Life doesn't make sense anymore without her! I need her!" He buried his head into a pillow and continued to cry.

"That's it," Maya said forcefully. "I'm calling her right now."

"But Maya, she won't pick up her phone," I reminded.

"I don't care," she grumbled as she dialed on her iPhone. While she waited, Harry comforted Niall and Daniel was playing with a magazine.

"Hey Bella! This is Maya. I just want you to know that we're worried sick about you. Answer the phone please! At least let us know you're okay. Bye!" She ended the call and sat down with a grunt of frustration.

"I told you," I said.

*Bella's POV*

"Anything to drink?" The flight attendant asked.

"No thanks," I replied. She smiled and moved on to the other seats. I sighed and pulled out my iPad. By now, I'd logged out of twitter and made @PepperAshton my new account. I made sure not to follow any of my friends and did the same with my Instagram, Pinterest, and Tumblr.

About four hours in, I put on Sherlock Holmes and fell asleep. When I woke up, we had stopped for a layover in Michigan. I went to a small café and went shopping at a boutique before getting back on the plane.

Around two the next morning, we finally arrived to Utah. I stretched out my body and grabbed my things off the luggage line. When I stepped out of the airport, I was surprised at how chilly it was. Thankfully I was wearing a warm outfit.

I pulled out my cell phone and looked at my notifications. Several people I didn't know started following me on twitter, missed call and voicemail from Maya...

Missed call. And voicemail. From Maya.

I didn't bother to listen to them, but instead dialed Rose.

"Hello?"

"Rose! It's Bella. I just landed! Do you think you could pick me up?"

"Absolutely! I'm so excited to see you!" She squealed.

"Me too! See ya!" I hung up. As I walked to terminal 1, I pulled up Maya's voicemail and listened to it.

"Hey Bella! This is Maya. I just want you to know that we're worried sick about you. Answer the phone please! At least let us know you're okay. Bye!"

I clicked on the Call Back button and cleared my throat.

"Bella!" Maya shouted from the other end.

"Hello?" I said in my best American accent.

"Uh... Hi? Bella, since when did you sound American?"

"My name isn't Bella. You must have the wrong number," I furrowed my brow to sound confused.

"But this is Bella Smith's number!" Maya retorted.

"I'm afraid not. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience." I hung up before Maya could reply. I heard a honk in the distance and saw a girl waving her hands from a car. I smiled widely and grabbed my luggage.

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