previously
*phone call conversation*
me: hello
step-mom: harper where are you
me: what do you mean im at home
step-mom: what do you mean you're at home, because im at home now and i dont see you anywhere
me: ummm....
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(when i tell you, play the video)
(third person POV)
step-mom: answer me. where are you
me: i went out for groceries
step-mom: we have plenty of food. you are 17 years old young lady you can look after yourself. you are not blind that you cannot see the food
step-mom: so i am going to ask you one more time harper, where are you. if you dont tell me the truth you are out
me: i went to a concert ok, i had the ticket and i really wanted to go. i thought that since it wasn't far i could go
step-mom: *breathes out* when you come home your things would be waiting for you outside the door
me: WHAT
step-mom: goodbye harper, you disobeyed me
me: you cant do that im not 18 yet, i don't have enough money
step-mom: well you should've thought about it before you left for that stupid boy show
*ends call*
harper slid down the wall behind her as she felt a tear go down her face. it was now 7pm and the the air was getting colder during the evening. it took her seconds to realise what just happened as the tears came gushing out of her eyes
she had no where to go, no where to stay, no one to look after her. she was only 17 and she just came out of school last year.
yes she makes money from youtube but that wont be enough as she hasn't had it for that long and she wouldn't know where to charge her camera or phone.
since she brought her guitar with her she decided to sing one of her favourite originals that would calm her down even though the situation was big
she started to sing (play video now)
I see a rose It reminds me of you Oh, so precious With thorns that can hurt me You know I don't lie So I tell you the truth That I'm so in love with you Even when you hurt me too So I'll start with picking petals From the rose every time you don't deserve What I've done for you When all is gone, I will be too Sometimes when I wake With a smile on my face Dreamin' of you But it was all good to be true And I know my worth And maybe I'm holding back From what I truly need And it's not how you've been treating me So I'll start with picking petals From the rose every time you don't deserve What I've done for you When all is gone, I will be too And there's one There goes another I'm plucking the last one And just like that I'm all gone I'm all gone, I'm all gone I'm all gone, I'm all gone I'm gone, I'm all gone
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The concert- jack avery
Fanfictionwhat happens when harper hart's mom calls her to find out that she was't at home but was out at a why dont we concert. what would harper do?
