[Sequel to Paint You Wings] Sometimes the only way to set yourself free is by facing the one who held you down.

Anna Shay is a normal 18 year old girl who lives in London. She shares a small flat with her best-friend Elka. These best-friends have been through everything together from the beginning. They are there for each other when needed. Anna has a job at a sweets store while Elka has one at the shoe store in the same plaza. They both can drive though they don't have a cars due to college expenses. Anna's whole life changes when she finds an iPhone on the floor in the store she works in. Who does this phone belong to? The one and only Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. She decides to keep this from Elka and her life is an adventure from there.

*Flashback* Age 7: The sweet girl with curly blonde hair ran over to me and smiled, and I grinned a cheeky smile back. I had just moved into the neighborhood and I was at the park where this girl had greeted me. I was hoping I could make a friend. "Hi, I'm Roe.", I stood up and said "Hi, I'm Harry." back to the girl whose name was Roe. "Wanna play hide and seek?" She said giggling, "Yea!" I screamed excitedly. Age 10: "Rose!" I screamed on the verge of tears and she ran over to me, I was lying on the ground clutching my hand and breathing heavily. "Happy!" she screamed and ran over to me, I smiled at her nickname for me. She could always make me feel a little better. "what happened?" she looked scared, "I jumped off the swing and landed on my hand, I think I broke my arm!" "I'll get my mommy." I broke down in tears and she hugged me and kissed my cheek. Age 13: Roe the girl I loved. Roe my best friend. Roe my future girlfriend... I hope. I said these three things in my head over and over again as I kicked pebbles along the road, walking to my best friend Rosie's house. I walked up the path to the door and pulled my jumper down over my hands to get warmer as I knocked on the door. "Haz!" Rosie screamed and pulled me in for a hug, it felt right with my arms around her. I couldn't ask her yet. Age 15: "Don't forget me," she whispered, looking down at her shoes, as a warm tear rolled down her face and splashed onto her collar. "I won't babe." I sighed and looked down, our hands were intertwined as we sat on the park swings. I loved Roe, how could I forget her? I wish she knew I loved her... "Harry, I should go." she stood up abruptly and walked away. Love is complicated for everyone, and for Rosie, there is no exception. So what happens when the love of her life comes and goes.