Phoebe is living the life anyone could wish for. She's dating Harry Styles in One Direction, her best friends, Brittany, Chloe, Jack, and Joy are everything Phoebe can ask for. She's skinny, has gorgeous clothes too. The only thing she wore was dresses, unless it was cold. There's a twist though. She hates all of it. She hates the way her so -called best friends treat her, the way she loves dresses but gets so much hate for it. The stupid fame that doesn't give her privacy. She doesn't want to deal with it anymore, so she runs a way. Nobody knows where she went, nobody knows why she left. Nobody wants to look for her. Until Harry comes, he knows something is up and has to find her. Will he keep trying? Will he just give up?