Long Live (One Direction FF) ON HOLD

Riding shotgun, my head pressed against the cool glass window of the limo, I watched as the rain trickled down the windshield. Earphones jammed into ears, music softly playing, I steadied the fog on the window from my warm breaths. Shutting my eyes, I pictured the warm crackling fire in the fireplace, the tattered tutu that sat in my closet, the large green letters painted on my wall above the head board of my bed......the comforting things of my home. Well....my now former home. Feeling the tears well up in my eyes and throat, I let out a little whimper. Pulling some strands of hair in front of my eyes, I quietly sobbed until we got there. Home sweet home.....