America's Runaway (One Direction Story)

Chapter 13

Guys, I'm on the upstairs computer and stuff and yea so I'm alittle wieded out. Haha.... this is just gonna be a filler chapter xx

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 I turned over and noticed that there was no one holding me or beside me. I frowned and decided I should get up. It had been about 2 weeks since Harry and I went to New York, and every time I wake up and see that infinity ring I smile.

I went downstairs and noticed I was in an empty house. There were 2 notes on the table.

Destiny,

Hey it’s me Jas; I will be gone for about 2 days to visit Louis… we’re thinking about me moving in… how do you feel about it? Love ya!

I laughed at the thought of those two crazy teens in Love. But, I guess you could say Harry and I were the EXACT same way.

I picked up the second note, which I already knew was from Harry because of his handwriting.

Destiny,

…would you be mad if I said I went back to London at 3am last night? Well, don’t be mad you know why? Because that wasn’t the only place I went. I went to talk to your dad. About what you ask? Well, about you staying with me in London for a while. He said it was fine so… I got you a first class ticket to London. Your flight leaves at 10:00 so be ready! I love you!

My emotions right now? Mad… but at the same time happy that Harry took the initiative of asking my dad for me if I could stay with him in London. The fact that he said yes made me jump for joy.

I looked at the clock and it said 8:12. I ran up the stairs and into the shower. When I was done I grabbed some clothes and through on an outfit. I then packed my suitcase and looked at my phone. The time said 9:00. Awesome! It took about 20 minutes to get to the airport so I decided to leave now.

I looked in the mirror and was happy about my appearance. I had on a black and white sweater, black jeans, and black moccasins. My hair was in a messy bun and I had on a white winter scarf.

I grabbed my suitcase and asked the driver to bring me to the airport.

When I got there I could barely contain my excitement. I was biting my nails and shaking my leg. Not out of nervousness, but out of pure excitement to see Harry.

Flight 69 to London Airport is now boarding.

I almost jumped out of my seat. I walked to the gate and gave the lady my boarding pass. I sat down in first class and relaxed. I bit my lip and looked around. I wonder what time Jasmine left…

Wow, an eight and a half hour flight to London was so boring. When they announced we would be landing I would barely contain myself. Jesus! I hope Harry is the one to pick me up.

When they let us off the plane I ran down the stairs in hope to see Harry. But I didn’t… I saw a quiff and blonde hair. Zayn and Niall.

I smiled and gave them a hug. “Not that I’m not happy to see you but… where is Harry?” I asked them as Zayn took my suitcase and Niall put his arm around my shoulder.

“Well… he kind of is in a meeting with management right now… he got a call when he landed and it sounded important.” Zayn said.

I nodded.

The car was full of laughs and terrible singing.

“THIS IS MY SONG! TURN IT UP!” I yelled.

She's just a girl, and she's on fire
Hotter than a fantasy, lonely like a highway
She's living in a world, and it's on fire
Filled with catastrophe, but she knows she can fly away

Oh, she got both feet on the ground
And she's burning it down
Oh, she got her head in the clouds
And she's not backing down

This girl is on fire

Girl on Fire was my ringtone, was my theme song, and was just my song. I met Alicia keys when she performed at the White House for the Easter celebration. I had always looked up to her in more ways than you could imagine.

“Well, note to self… don’t let Destiny in the studio… EVER!” Zayn laughed and so did Niall. I crossed my arms and pouted in the back seat.

“Aw, turn that frown upside down!” Niall pinched my cheeks.

I rolled my eyes but still smiled.

When we got to the house I grabbed my bags and ran inside. “Hurry! Open the door!” I bounced up and down.

“Ok, come down horsey.” Niall laughed as he opened the door.

I put my bags down and ran up the stairs. I ran all the way down to Harry’s room. When I opened the door I was welcomed by the unexpected.

Harry was lying on his bed crying his out and staring at the ceiling. I went down next to him and put my head on his chest. He pulled me close and put his face in my hair. I heard him sniffle a bit and it broke my heart.

I sat up and looked at him. “What’s wrong?” I asked him.

“I just want you to know that I love you with all my heart…and I-I-I just got you back and …” he couldn’t finish his sentence. He started crying again and pulled my even closer to him.

I grabbed his face and gave him a passionate kiss. I felt the sparks and fireworks again. I pulled out and rested my forehead on his. “Tell me what’s wrong. Whatever it is… I will always love you.” I kissed his forehead.

“M-m-management… they said… we can’t be together. They said you and I both won’t work… they said I need to stop seeing you.” He looked down and away.

I didn’t do anything.

I didn’t say anything.

I just stared blankly at the wall.

I just got my Harry back and now he is being taken away from me.

No.

Absolutely not.

But I can’t do anything about it.

Or can I…?