You & I// Harry Styles

Chapter 1.

"Bradley, are you sure you have everything?" My mother asks the same question for the third time in the past fifteen minutes.

"For the hundredth time, yes mom." I sigh in annoyance. Today is going to be rough enough, I really need to get my patience under control. I pick up my last bag, and carry it into the living room where my family and best friend since third grade waits.

"Ahh, there she is." My grandpa smiles. I walk into his arms and rest my head against his chest. I'm going to miss this, but I need to get as far away as possible.  "You're grandmother would be so proud." He mumbles into my hair. I sigh in response.

Once his grasp releases, I walk over to Ethan. He holds his arms open wide with the biggest smile on his face. I can't help but smile, and walk into his embrace.

"You just had to choose the furthest state away from home." he frowns. My heart aches at the thought of being away from him, wishing he could just come with me.

"Hey it's not my fault my dad lives in Maine." I giggle attempting to lighten the mood. It slightly works, but I didn't expect much.

"We better get going B, your flight leaves in an hour and a half." From the urge tone in my moms voice, I knew we really had to leave now or I would be late. I pick up the floral printed suitcase, that I've had since the age of 10, mentally shamming my child self's poor choice. I walk outside into the Oregon weather, and of course it is raining. I place my last bag into the trunk, and rush to enter the passenger side of the car. Looking out the rain printed window, I vaguely see Ethan standing under the porch waiting for my departure.

"Ready?" My mothers voice interrupts my  thoughts. "Ready as I'll ever be."

The trip to the airport was a short thirty minute drive with all the Portland traffic. I stare out the window, questioning if this was a good idea. Don't get me wrong, I can't wait to see my dad and have the ability to spend more time with him, I just hate the idea of leaving my mom with all she's been through. She has nobody else but Grandpa and occasionally Ethan to take care of her. Most of all, I hate the idea of running away from my problems, but it's the only way I can really be safe and truly happy.

As soon as we pull up to the airport, the ache in my chest begins to grow immensely. We grab my bags and head for the terminal I'm supposed to be in.

"Well this is as far as I can go." My mom attempts a small smile.  I am quick to wrap my arms around her small waist, hers around my neck. "I love you Bradley, don't forget that. Also, take care of your dad, we all know he can be a little immature sometimes." She laughs. I admire her for her trying to be so joyful, even though I know how difficult this is for her.

"Don't worry mom, just worry about taking care of yourself. Don't be stubborn, and go to all of your appointments. I will be calling Ethan and making sure you're going to every single one." I smile as I let go of her.

"I will be fine. Now you better hurry up before I take you back home." I really can't believe how strong my mother is. "I love you, call you when I get to dads" I smile turning around walking into the terminal. The ache in my chest has grown to the point I feel nauseous. I remind myself that I will be okay and this is for the best.

(A/N: Hey guys!! I know this chapter is short, but I just wanted to give you all a hint of what the story is about without going to far. I promise the other chapters will be longer, and I plan to update around 2 times a week for now, and hopefully add to that in the future!! That's all for now, till next time.

xoxo, foreverdancing22)