POV Zoe
November 2nd
2pm
Summing it up: mom called me to yell some more and tell me what a horrible daughter I am then she said she wants me there by the end of the week for some photo shoot she wants of our "family"
Then my mind goes all for it and I over think everything. Why she always calls me to mess me up and say things I oughta do?
And finally, there's Harry. This unpredictable human being who keeps surprising me. He's all happy and nice, the bad thing is I hate when he's Happy Harry. He's boring. I like Angry Harry better.
Then I took off. My mind was so many miles per hour and I couldn't stand all of Harry's questions. I needed to go to my safe place. Also known as my aunt Diane's house. She's not exactly my aunt, my grandmother raised her when her parents died in a car accident, but from all my family, she's the only one who cares for me, the real me.
I take a cab to her place and within twenty minutes I'm there, knocking on the white wooden door.
She opens and smiles when sees me
"Zee!" She smiles and pulls me over to a tight hug
"Aunty Diane I missed you so much!" I say when I sit on the couch
"We missed you too! Peter is almost home, he went to the aquarium with the kids" she says while pours green tea on my cup. "I saw on the news that you are dating that One Direction guy" she raises an eyebrow "What's his name again? Howard?"
"Harry" I say quickly and she laughs.
Aunt Diane is around 40 years old but she seems to be twenty. Her blond hair and golden skin do their job to make her look like my sister. She's taller than me with super green eyes. She's really beautiful
"Yeah, that one" she smiles "Summer almost fainted when we saw it on the news. She's crazy about them" she laughs. Summer, her twelve years old daughter, is the craziest fangirl I've ever met.
"I know right! She freaked out for like a week when I took her to the concert last year" I say, remembering when Summer begged me to take her
"Jess was so upset because she couldn't go" Diane has three amazing kids, Summer the oldest at the age of fourteen, Tyler the middle one at eight and Jessica the princess of the house with her full four years of age.
I love those kids more then breathing. I'm like the cool cousin who takes them everywhere and spoils them.
"I know you're not here for my horrible tea, so tell me what's bothering you" she touches my hand and gives me a warm look
I love coming here and just talk to Aunt Diane, she gets me. She knows how to listen to me and advise me without making me feel bad or pushing me.
I tell her about my fight with my Mom, Dad and Josh. And the cancer thing. I also tell her about Harry, not mentioning the bet, and she listens to me.
"Wow, that's a lot!" She smiles "Honey, you know you don't have to carry all this weight on your shoulders" she squeezes my hand "You can't fix everything"
"I can't help it" I say slowly "I just feel the urge to fix things because I'm far too damaged to fix myself." I say facing my biggest fear: I am broken. "And I'm just watching everything fall apart and I'm not sure if I can make it"
"Of course you can!" Her voice cools me down "You are never alone to go through it. Mostly now that you have Harry" she says carefully "I know the two of you fight a lot but when it's worthy you can pass through all the bad stuff" she gives me a warm smile
