push me on a lilo out to sea.

Do I annoy you? Do I offend you with my words

Author's Chapter Notes:

i'm sorry about the previous chapter, it was really short and cut off, first time i posted it :-( please leave reviews though and tell me what you think about this one!

I've also got this story on onedirectionfanfiction.com and the chapters are ahead on that!

The story's title is based on a song called Lilo by Lauren Aqulina :)

also, you pronounce Estee as (Estay) just i cba to get the french accent on everytime i mention her name xD

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'Come on Harry, get out of the car!' Anne, my mother yelled at me, from the driver's seat. I took my headphones off and sighed, rubbing the sleepy dust away. It's been 3 years since i've come back to Holmes Chapel. I had a bunch of emotions bubbling up inside me, this place gave me too many memories and that's why i choose to stay away from here most of the time. We walked up to the patio outside our cosy family home. I got flashbacks of me and Estee playing piggy back out here, giggling at how high up we were. Thinking about her hurt. I don't know where she is anymore, I don't know who I am either.

'Harry, are you listening? i said come help me with your bags.' I nodded and carried the bags through to the door, breathing the smell of our living room. I felt like my life was displayed in front of me, each piece of furniture in this house told a million stories, some of course I chose to blank out of my life.

'what is wrong with you today?..' I looked towards my mum and sighed. 'oh you're not thinking about her again are you?' I sighed even louder this time. 'Mum, I haven't stopped thinking about her.'

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'Darcy! get ready hun, we're going into town!.' I heard small thuds on the staircase and down came Darcy. She was beautiful and she was my living memory of Harry. Everything about her reminded me of him, in a way symbolizing that he will be where ever I go. She has small dimples that were just like her fathers, and light brown hair that curled at the ends and can never be tamed at times, her eyes held so much meaning and understanding. I even felt intimidated by a 3 year old, they had beautiful brown flecks contrasting her green eyes, that never stopped shining. She is my bundle of joy, She is my everything and no one can take her away from me. No one.

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I quickly pulled on my Vans and walked out, Mum had asked me to stock up the fridge again since we had nothing left. I vaguely remembered the streets, I felt like a stranger, to the only place where I actually belonged. I pulled my hoodie up and my head down, I got closer to the town centre, saving my self recognition, I took a quite alleyway route and found myself at the shops, I quickly walked into the closest one and sped through the isles, grabbing everything on the shelves that I thought I needed. I thought I had picked up everything before I felt a small tug on my jeans. I looked down and found the most beautiful child I had ever seen, her eyes were so wide and meaningful. 'E-excuse me, but i think, you dwopped this', she held out a bottle of washing up liquid and looked like she was going to fall from the weight. 'Darcy, where are you?' I heard a voice come closer. I bent down to the small child and whispered a small 'Thank You', she giggled and covered her mouth, feeling as if I had just told her a secret, she was so lovable. 'Darcy, what did I say? Don't let go of my hand.' The small girl, who I believed was called Darcy turned around 'I'm sowwy.' she mumbled. I stood up to leave and made eye contact with one of the most beautiful ladies I have ever seen. She too, looked at me and turned very pale, her mouth was open and she looked like she was about to fall. She clutched her trolley hard, you could see her knuckles turn white 'Holy Shit.'