Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 46

"Internet kids never sleep!"
-Conner Franta
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Even though it was my last day in Cheshire, I tried to treat it like any other day as much as I could. I don't know about you, but having to leave the place where you live along with your loved ones for a matter of months isn't as fun as you think! Not to mention having to leave your two best friends.

Are me and Justin friends? Are we dating? Is he my boyfriend? Whoa calm down Brooke! But what are we? Are we together? Are we still friends? I don't know! I like him... a lot. But where are we going to go?! Okay, I need to calm down. I think I'll make some tea...

The tea did certainly calm my head. It made me calm the hell down that's for sure.

Today is Friday, February 6. On the bright side, I get to see my friends one last time today before I have to leave tomorrow. And good thing I'm leaving on a Saturday because I could actually sleep on the jet.

After I finished my tea, I washed the cup and glanced at the clock. I had 30 minutes left before I had to leave. Harry's still upstairs sleeping. I guess his alarm didn't go off yet. Or he just forgot to turn it on. Again.

I could get away with not eating! Finally.

I sit down on the couch and turn on the TV. Fresh Prince of Bel Air was on! Oh my gosh, this was my favorite show!

If you know the theme song by heart, then congrats my friend, you have had an awesome childhood!

I could only watch one episode which disappointed me, but at least I got to see my childhood flash before my eyes and not in a death sort of way. Then again, if your a fangirl of any sort, then you've died more times then you can count.

I honestly started laughing till my lungs hurt thanks to this show.

Poor Carlton. He's so short!

Once the episode was over, I swung my backpack over my shoulder, raised upstairs, gave Harry a kiss on his forehead, ran back downstairs, grabbed my keys, and left.

Every step I took, the more I wanted to stay home. And by "home" I mean Cheshire. I'm going to miss this place. I'm going to miss my family. I'm going to miss my friends.

Shannon and the Angelz can go get hit by a bus. Maybe a train if I'm lucky.

After I get to school, being my usual 30 minutes early, I get my books, as usual, and play on my phone, as usual. I just want to have a normal day. No beatings. No tears. No anything. Just normal. But like I say, normal isn't in my vocabulary. Then again, is it in anyones?

Like, if someone says they are normal, what exactly is normal? There really isn't a definition if you think about it. Don't think about it too much. I don't want you to hurt your selfs. Trust me, I tried and I ended up with a migraine.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. It's Harry.

'Don't forget in picking you up at around 11 or so! Our flight is at 3 and we still need to finish packing. Love you! Xxx'

I reply.

'Don't worry. I won't forget...probably. Love you too <3'

Knowing my brain, I know I'll eventually forget (like usual) so I manage to write it down on my arm. Twice. On both arms.

It's not easy to use your right hand considering I'm a lefty. I just find it so weird that when I write, people look at me funny then they look at my hand. Then they see I'm a lefty, and then away.