evanescent

twenty

Even with the offer from Harry, an offer that I really liked and wanted to consider, I decided to go home for a while. I wanted to move in with Harry, it would be a nice place to stay but I knew it wasn't the right thing to do. Harry and I would easily fall back into our sexual chemistry and I didn't want that. I wanted to be single and learn to live with myself more than I ever did in my teenage years. I was heartbroken by Niall. I really thought I had a chance at forever with him and to think about how it all ended hurt.

I didn't want to be at home with my parents. I felt trapped whenever I was around them. I loved them dearly but they watched over my every move with very little freedom. Even after all that happened with Harry, they never gave me any freedom. I understood why but as their 18 year old daughter, I needed the room to make my own mistakes and act like an adult. I understood their protection over me and after what happened I deserve their overbearing parenting. Their was never a stopping point for them and that was hard to live with.

I was trapped into my own thought at this point. I wanted to live with Harry and the idea of living domestically with him excited me. I could clean and cook for him, all my high school fantasies about him becoming a reality. I could live how I wanted to live and have him around. All I could think about on the familiar ride home was what it would be like to live him. Those thoughts slowly turned into thoughts of us dating again, thoughts of us being married, thoughts of us having kids. Luckily, before I went to deep into fantasy, my phone began to ring.

"How are you hanging?", Rose asked, giving me no time to get in a hello. All I had told her was that I found out Niall was cheating in a text, with a few pictures of him with other girls. I hadn't told her I was at Harry's or any of the details.

"I'm alright. Just thinking a little too much is all."

"Understandably, but let's go out tonight. Stop thinking about that douche of an ex you have", she suggested and I laughed.

"I don't know, Rose. I kind of just want to relax", she sighed on the other side of the phone. I arrived at my parent's house finally and parked in the same spot I had parked in when I lived here.

"You have to. I called Sienna, told her what happened and she is going to the club tonight. Wants us to meet her there. Please Daisy", she began to beg and I rolled my eyes. She knew I never really got into the party scene and would rather not do any of it.

I knew myself too well though. I would sit in my room and cry all night and feel bad for myself. I would dwell too much on the negatives and drive myself crazy. I didn't have to stay out all night, I didn't have to be drinking, I just needed to stay busy. My friends had my best intentions in mind.

"Fine", I said, Rose squealing with joy on the other side of the line, " but I have a lot of things to do before we go out. I'm trying to figure out my living situation and so many other things. I have so much to tell you too, don't let me forget."

I ended the conversation with Rose, grabbed my bags from the trunk of my car, and prepared myself for seeing my parents again. A lot had changed since in the last few years of my high school career in my home life, and even more had changed since I had moved out and graduated. My mom had gotten really into her spiritually since her relationship with my father had gotten more estranged. He worked more and she had a lot of down of time, which she used to discover herself.

I wasn't used to any of this from her but I liked it. She filled the house with healing crystals and always wanted to clean my aura whenever I was around. She had gone from being really uptight and judgmental to being more open minded and understanding. She had used a lot of her down time to tap into his physic intuition. Whenever I asked her for advice or her opinion on life, she consulted her spirit guides and any higher beings she was using at the time. I knew that she may be really understanding about what was going on and what I wanted but I knew how she used to be. She really values higher education and me dropping out might be her biggest fear. As I knocked on the door, I feared her reaction.

"Daisy", she said taking me into a hug with open arms, when letting me go she realized the bags I had next to me and she smile dropped, "Oh geez child, what happened? Come in."

I felt tears already coming to my eyes knowing I had to explain myself.

BITCH! I just read over an old chapter and saw I have been writing this since Made in the A.M came out... WOOOWW, sorry I am so shitty at updating. 2/4 of 1d has solo albums out now, I need to step my game up lmfao.