I Found You - The Wanted Fan Fiction / Jay McGuiness

Part 4: All good things have to come to an end.

Part 4 - All good things have to come to an end.

I snatched the piece of paper from his hand and I went red with embarrassment. It was the drawing of Jay which I drew earlier! "Oh God." I said "You probably think I'm some retard who goes around drawing people I hardly know.." He laughed "It's really good- like proper amazing." He pulled me closer to him and kissed me deeply. “Daisy, I think I really like you” he said. I grinned at him. It was late and dark and Jay walked me home. When we got to the top of my driveway I turned to him “Well, this is me” I smiled “Will I see you again then?” he opened my hand and pushed a tissue into it. “It’s not just a tissue, I promise.” He laughed “Open it, but only when you get in; and you’ll find the answer” He kissed my forehead and walked away into the night. I watched after him, then walked down the driveway and into my house. As soon as I got in I sat on the stairs and opened the tissue. It said his number! A smile filled my face and I couldn’t stop. I slipped the tissue back into my jacket pocket and took my jacket off. “Mum!” I shouted “I’m Home, Just going for a shower!” I went for a shower and watched some telly afterwards. I wondered down stairs to get my jacket to text Jay when it wasn’t where I left it. I went into the kitchen saying “Mum- Do you know where my jacket is?” when I saw her crying. “Mum, what’s the matter?” I said putting my arms round her. “Don’t worry Daisy, Im just being silly. I just put your jacket in the wash” Mum cried. “WHAT? Did you empty the pockets?” “No love, why? I didn’t think there was anything in there?” “MUM!” I shouted. “Daisy, please don’t hassle me right now. Mine and your dad’s divorce has been finalised today, everything’s been settled. But, Daisy, your dad’s getting the house. So that means we’re moving, to stay with your aunt, In America. We’re moving the day after tomorrow, so please start packing.” “WHAT?” I shouted “We’re moving to America?! Mum, that is so random! I can’t just leave? I have friends here, I’ve lived here my whole life?! MY LIFE IS HERE!” “Daisy, I know it’s hard. But we have to, sometimes Daisy, we all have to do things we don’t want so Daisy please don’t make this any harder than it is.” I was truly devastated we were leaving; but I couldn’t argue. Mum was so upset with the divorce and had suffered depression because of it, I couldn’t be horrible to her. I needed to find Jay, I didn’t have his number anymore and I was leaving in 2 days, what if I never see him again?

The next day I woke up early and went down to The Christmas Tree Centre where Jay worked, I thought that would be the place I could find him and tell him the bad news. But instead there was a big sign on the door ‘STORE SHUT UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE’ and a little note which read ‘Sorry Customers. I have had to shut the store, because of an unfortunate event of a family member dying abroad. Until next christmas, Shop Owner.’ I couldn’t believe it, how was I supposed to find Jay now? I went to the Cafe and the Park but he wasn’t there. All I could do now is just hope Jay would come to my house before I leave otherwise I really would lose him.

The day of the move came and there was still no sign of Jay. Everything was packed and Mum was calling me to get in the car to go to the airport. I didn’t want to leave, I would do anything to stay but we had to leave, and there was no way I would be allowed to stay with Dad. I was to go to America and study for 4 years, and then come to England to stay with Dad for 4 years, and then I was allowed to look after myself. I cried and cried when I left. I was leaving the boy of my dreams and there was no way I would ever find him again after I move to America. We got to the airport and checked in ect. I was so upset about leaving. I cried out when Mum wasn’t around and in the toilets. Something really weird happened in the toilets. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe properly and my head pounded. I had sharp pains in my chest and I felt like I was going to die. But I breathed deeply and It all went away. I didn’t tell Mum, just put on a brave face and we got on the plane and left England. In my pocket I carried the original drawing of Jay. I never wanted to forget him- what he looked like, or what he WAS like. Along with the drawing, my gold whistle we got from the Santa’s grotto. As the aeroplane lifted off the ground and we left England, I promised myself I would never forget Jay, and one day, In 4 years I would try and find him again.