Secrets

A Girl's Survival Kit

•*•*•*•Tiffany's POV•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*
There goes the doorbell. I thought it would take longer. Crying must crush time.
"Hey Tiff," Harry said as soothingly ad he could, "I brought you something."
"Y-you di-didn't have t-to do that." I said while trying to not make a scene in front of my neighbors.
"I'll go get it, you just sit on the couch. I'll be there in a minute."
I go and try to see my couch. Even though I have lived here since I was three, I still couldn't see very well because my eyes are so blurry with tears. I crawl into a little ball and make a puddle of tears.

•*•*•*•*•*•*•*Harrys POV•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•
I have to do it. I have to call the police. Yes, I know that when I do, Tiffany will be gone forever. The only thing that convinces me to is the fact that Tiffany can't survive without a parent. I may be old enough to have her live in my apartment, but she is 17 and I'm not her legal guardian. I finally pick up the phone and call. It took a couple of minutes to explain what happened and everything. It all ended up well, except for the fact that I only have 12 more hours until she is sent to her dad. I hope he doesn't hurt her. She is like glass. Even if you throw the tiniest pebble, she can fracture into a million pieces and fall. I stop myself from thinking how here dad could be the worst dad ever. I should hurry up, she might get worried I've been gone so long. I pick up the "girl's survival kit" and head toward the house. I open up the door and she is unconscious from all the crying. I don't blame her. If my mom were to die, I would cry till I passed out to. Its sorta a good thing she passed out. She would be asking all these questions and I would have to tell her everything. She is not passed out anymore, just asleep. I take the chance to pack her bag for her dads house because I know she won't. I pack the essentials. Jeans, bras, underwear, Shirts, Sweats, Jackets, toiletries ect. The last things I put in the bottom is a shirt of mine that she has, my number just in case, a box of chocolates, and a picture of us. I don't put her phone in there just in case she get suspicious. I finally zip up the suitcase and hide so there is not a second clue on what's going on.
"Harry where are you?" she asks.
"I'm in the bathroom in your room!" I say. I run in there fast, flush the toilet, and wash my hands so it seemed real. And I bring out the "girls survival kit"
•*•*•*•*•*•*Tiffany's POV•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•
"Harry you are the best!" I yell. he brings out this humongous basket with a sign made out of construction paper saying "girls survival kit."
"Can I open it?" I ask
"Go ahead." he says smiling. Inside it there is many many Disney movies, a Starbucks gift card, A Starbucks coffee blend, chocolate, a love note, a bag of popcorn, and Dumb and Dumber.
"You like it?" He asks.
"YAS!"
"Well what are we waiting for then?" He asks.
"My mascara to wash of! I'm a mess!" I yell. Harry chucked. I hope into some sweat pants and a tee shirt and we start "The Little Mermaid" Halfway through the movie, someone knocks on the door, and Harry turns pale white.
"They are really early, to early! I'm not ready!" Harry yells

AUTHORS NOTE
Heloooo my loviles!! I managed to get a chapter done quickly!! I really hope you enjoyed this!!! A reader asked me who the role is for Tiffany and I said that I didn't know, but I wanted her to resemble me somewhat and I chose some one! DRUM ROLE PLEASEEE!!
I CHOSE CHLOË GRACE MORTEZ!!! Chloë isn't exactly like me but that is okay because I mean like I can just see her do this role!! I hope you guys like the story so far and tell me what you want to happen!!! I love you all soo much!

Until next time,

-Tiffany