Lonely Avenue - A 5 Seconds of Summer Fanfic

Chapter 34

Beep beep beep beep. Beep beep bee beep. My hand emerged from the warm comfort of my bed and patted around to find the alarm. Finally finding it and surpressing the noise, I rolled over to check the time and groaned. It was five thirty. If I didn't get ready and leave soon, I'd be late. Unwillingly, I rolled out of bed, thumping on the hard wood floor. 

I rubbed my thigh as I got up. That was going to bruise. I quickly shoved on some shorts and a shirt that Calum once gave me. I grabbed the suitcase from my closet where it was deeply burried and I fished my passport out of my drawer.

I couldn't help but smile. This was actually happening. 

I snatched up a pen and paper. I ought to leave Mitch an explanation.

Dear Mitch,

You said that I could leave when I was 18. I'm 18 now (at precisely 6:47 am today) so I'm going. I'm going on a Contiki tour so you do have to worry about me. You know I'll be fine. And I'll call you some time. Probably not soon because you'll need time to calm down about this. But I will call you. Thank you heaps for letting me stay. Love you lots bro.

Hazel xx

It took me a while to write because of my dyslexia but I wrote it nonetheless. I folded it up and put it in my pocket. I was about to leave the room when an idea struck me. Grabbing an envelop, I reached up to my corkboard and took the photo booth pictures of me and Calum. On the front of the envelop I wrote, "Calum, I'm sorry for everything." 

I rushed down stairs realising how late it was. The taxi had already shown up and was probably charging me for waiting time. I dropped Mitch's note on the table where he would see it and rushed outside. 

I clambered into the cab. 

"Where to?" the driver asked me. 

Calums address rolled off my tongue easily and within a matter of minutes we were there. 

"Wait here," I told the cabbie. I leaped across the front lawn and slid the envelop underneath the door. I ran back to the cab, hoping no one in the Hood household had seen me running acros their lawn at this ungodly hour. 

"Now to the airport, if that's okay," I said, jumping into the passenger seat.

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 "Just a small salted caramel hot chocolate please," I said to the cute guy behind the counter at Starbucks in the airport.

"Name?" 

"Hazel," I said putting my wallet away.

"So where are you off to?" he asked. 

"Huh?" I wasn't really listening to him. My anxiety had taken a turn since leaving home and I was trying my hardest to calm down.

"Where are you going?" he asked again. I looked at his name tag. Alex. Hmm. A nice name.

"Anywhere but here really," I shrugged.

"Trying to escape aye?" 

"Yeah, I guess you could say that."  

"But you're so young. You're what 17? What could you possibly have to run from?" Alex asked, ignoring all costumers who were lining up.

"Salted caramel hot chocolate?" one of the employees called. 

I rushed over to grab my drink, trying to escape Alex and all his questions. I wasn't that successful.

"I'm going on break," he called to no one in particular. He ditched his apron and took the seat opposite me. 

We sat in silence. I put forward my cup, offering him the whipped cream on top. Cream made me feel sick. He grabbed a spoon and started scooping it up. In a funny way he reminded me of Jayden, my brother.

"So. What are you running from?" he asked, in between scoops of cream.

I sighed. "Everything really. Mostly mistakes I guess. And people I've let down."

"But wouldn't it be better if you stayed, so then you could make it up to them?" He took some more cream.

"It's a bit late now," I said, holding up my boarding pass.

"It's never too late," Alex shrugged.

A voice came over the speaker and called for a plane to be boarded.

"It is now, because that's my plane." I got up and grabbed my coat. Alex held my arm.

"If you ever need to talk, here's my number."

"Oh, I see how this is. his is like some corny love story. Girl gets a coffee, guy gives her his number, then they fall in love."

Alex smiled. "No it's not like that. Not that I wouldn't mind if it was," he winked. "But seriously, if you ever need to talk about anything, just give me a call."

"Thanks, Alex. Thanks." 

I walked towards the boarding gate, not looking behind me. The last thing I wanted to do was chicken out. I'd come so far, I had to go through with it.

I boared the plane with my head down and arms crossed. Not because I was angry, but because, as much as I hate to admit it, I was scared. The plane staff were so happy. I didn't know how they did it. And just like that, I felt exactly how I used to feel at school. Before Yasmin, before Calum. After Jayden, after Mitch. All the feelings came flooding back.

I sat down in my window seat and huddled up into a little ball. As the plane lifted off, half an hour later, I looked down. Down at what used to be home. Down at where the ones I used to love lived. Down at where I used to have friends. And just like that I let everything go.

Because that's what life is about. Living and letting go. No matter how much it hurts. 

 A/N: Well there you go guys. That's the last chapter! Hope you enjoy it and thank you for reading this far! It really means a lot. Peace Chicken grease Nipples! xx