Chapter 5

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*High School Years*

"...Congratulations to the Class of 2014." Our High School Principal spoke. The space above me had been quickly covered by caps that would never be returned back to the right owner. Everyone in the crowd cheered and I took a minute to look around the whole field. The graduation took place in an outside theather, with thousands of chairs, all of them filled with proud family members. It took me a while to find my parents, but then I noticed the yellow and black attire they decided to wear. My dad embraced my mom as she cried happy tears. Proud that her only daughter had made it. And that she was now off to College, taking on the world now. The guidance of life is over,  and now its time to take matters into my own hand. Finally. After 18 years, I can begin what I've planned my whole life.

The view of my parents were pretty similar to everyone else. We weren't any annoying kids anymore playing with doll houses and action figures, we were now the faces of our next generation. Future doctors, lawyers, singers, actors, anything you can imagine,  that was us today. I looked around the classmates I've had for a while now and then I look beside me.

My best friend in all his glory, wearing his blue cap and gown, his height towering mine. He bit his lip as he looked around as well, until his eyes landed on mine. "You ready?" He asked. My cheeks heated up as it was my turn to bite my lower lip and smile. I obviously wasn't ready for the future I had ahead of me, but I'd like to tell myself that it's all going to be fine. "Im Ready." I smiled.

My excitement started taking over me as they played our song and one by one we left our seats and the theater. It took me long enough to find Louis, Zayn, Liam, Niall and Jenna. I grinned from ear to ear as they had already found each other and waited by the Porta Pottys. What a lovely place to meet up, isnt it?

I grabbed Harry's wrist as I pulled him towards our group of friends. Louis was the first one to approach me as he quickly pulled me into a hug and spun me around. "Im gonna miss you alot." He spoke in a raspy voice, his eyes having a shiny glaze over them from probably crying before. He put both his hands on my shoulder as he hugged me once more. One by one I passed by the line as I hugged each one of my friends, Jenna's hug lasting much more than everyone elses.

"Can you believe it? We met in Pre-k , reunited in 6th grade, and now here we are, high school graduates." She cried. "Fate's funny in that way." I smiled as I began to tear up. We hugged once more before it was time for me to leave. "Dont be gone too long!"  Louis said with tears threatening to fall. "Its only a month and a half Lou. Ill be back before you know it." I smiled. "We'll be back before you know it." Harry corrected. "It seems like none of you will miss me." Harry grunted.

"Dont be silly Harry. We're going to miss you too." Niall said. "Much better." Harry smirked. Soon enough, my parents and his parents arrived to where we were standing. "Ready to go guys? Plane takes off in about two hours or so." Harry's step dad, Robin, spoke.  "Yup. Im ready." I said excitedly. "Actually." Harry hesitated. "I have to go see Louise."

I took in a deep breath as I rolled my eyes. "I thought you were going to come ride with your parents and us back home to get your bags." My mom spoke in disappointment. I love it when she considers us his second home. The same way his parents consider their place as my second home. "I know. I expected to as well. But plans change." He said sadly. "Alright.  Alright." My dad spoke up. "Lets not damper the mood. You guys have a big trip ahead of you. So its only appropriate that you go see Louise one last time." My dad suggested.  "Thanks. I wont be gone for long." Harry said as he gave us a huge smile and later disappeared into the crowd of students that had formed outside.

"How about you huh?" My dad said to me. "What about-" he cut me off. "Dont act stupid with me." he smiled. "How about your boyfriend, Louis. Aren't you gonna go say bye to him?" my dad winked. "Dont start Dad." I glared at him. "He's not my boyfriend, he's just my friend." I breathed out. This is probably the five hundredth time I've had to explain this to him. "Im sorry for thinking that he looks like hes a nice guy and that you should consider going out with him." My dad continued, as the Styles' and Wellings' family got into my Dads van. "Academics first." My mother said sternly.

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