Wonderwall

Chapter 11

"I'm done!" I shout. I turn around to find my mom barreling down the front steps, racing towards me. "You feed me nothing but lies and I'm tired of it!" I bellow. Her hands clasp at her fear stricken face.

"Audrey don't do this!" She stomps her foot. Her cheeks are coated in tears and her face is beet red. "Where will you go?" She sniffles.

"I'll find somewhere. Anything is better than this." I spit. I start down the street, not looking back once. I can still hear her calling after me but I ignore it.
I quickly pull my phone out and tell Michelle that I'm coming over. I'm sure she will know what to do.

About twenty minutes later I'm sitting on Michelle's bed. Her mouth is dangling open in shock from what I just told her. "Audrey, I'm so sorry." She says with a sincere look. I can already feel the tears pricking my eyes again. I bite down hard on my lower lip in attempt to prevent myself from crying.

It doesn't work.

The tears spill out of my eyes. She pulls me into a tight hug, rubbing her hand on my back for comfort. "Can I shower here?" I sniffle. She nods in response and fetches me a towel.

I hop into the shower and turn the dial into the red section. The water is scolding but it helps me forget what my mom did to me.

I lather body wash all over myself before hopping out and drying off. When I step out of the bathroom Michelle's eyes shoot up to look at me. My phone is clutches in her left hand. I raise my eyebrow taking long strides towards her.

"It just kept on going off.. I'm sorry." She rushes to say. She tries to pull the phone away but I snatch it from here grasp. "Harry Styles" the top of the screen reads.

"What did he want?" I frantically ask. I don't know why it's so important. Michelle shrugs in response, shrugging her shoulders.

"He didn't say. He asked where you were and I told him you had a problem. He said he would be over in ten minutes.." She says carefully. My fists clench. Why didn't she just leave the phone? Why did she have to be so nosy to pick it up?

"How long ago did he call?" I huff.

"Ten minutes ago.." She murmurs. Ironically the doorbell rings. I automatically know it's Harry.

"No! Don't answer it!" I plead. But she doesn't hear me she's already out the door and down the stairs, greeting Harry at the door. "I can't believe her!" I mutter to myself.

"Audrey?" A familiar British accent calls. Harry's head pops out from around the corner. His eyes widen when he sees me. I look down and shriek when I notice I'm only in a towel. I race to the bathroom where I had left my clothes.

I quickly clothe my damp body, then pop back out. A concerned look plasters across Harry's face. "Do you have all your stuff?"

"What do you mean.." I drop my arms to my sides, hitting my legs. He shakes his hair out, pushing it back out of his face like he always does.

"Well, you have to stay somewhere." He impatiently says. Michelle and I exchange glances before I cross my arms in disapproval.

"I'm not staying with you." I tell him with an eye roll. I'm not sure where else I can stay, Michelle has four other siblings, no room for me.

He looks at me like he knows exactly what I'm thinking. "I'm not standing here all night waiting for you, let's go!" He impatiently groans.

"I didn't bring anything!" I tell him. "I didn't have enough time.." My lip shakes as the tears threaten to spill again.

Harry's face softens when he notices the tears brimming my eyes. "Hey.." He says barely audible. He lifts his hand to my cheek, using the pad of his thumb to collect the few tears that have shed.
"Let's go to my house. Everything's okay." He says taking my hand. Michelle embraces me when we pass her.