Somewhere in Between
Prolougue
"Are your things packed, sweetie?"
"Dad...I have nothing else here! Moved everything yesterday, remember?"
"Oh mhm, yeah that's great!"
It was our moving day, going from the small town of Bristol, England to London...where my dad just got a new a job. It was sad to leave the town that I had spent 9 years living in, but this new opportunity is amazing! I'm not really sure what he will be doing, but it is a posistion at Syco, which has a high pay rate.
Nothing has been quite the same since 2006, when my mom died from cancer. I was 8, and my sister was 13. It left our whole family in a daze, so we decided it was time for an adventure. A year after, we all packed our bags and said goodbye to Ohio, America, and hello to Bristol, England!
I ate the last of my bagel, grabbed my bag, and walked out the door with my last box, saying goodbye to the house that I had so fallen in love with.
I hopped into my dad's car, popped in my music, and slept for the good 3 hour car ride. I felt my dad nudge me awake, and he pointed to a grand townhouse. "That's ours?!" I almost screamed it, but I remembered we were still in the car.
I picked up my last box as my dad took a business call and stepped to the other side of the street. We weren't pulled up right in front of our new house, so I had to walk a little way. I wasn't really paying attention, something I was so good at doing, when I accidently bumped into someone and dropped my box!
"Here you go, love" he said as he picked up my box and handed it to me.
"Oh tha-" Wait...I would know those eyes anywhere. Girls always obsess over him, but I've never been too obsessive. I listen to a few of their songs but I don't do much to get caught up.
"I think I know you from somewhere?" I questioned him.
"Uhm, yeah. I'm Harry Styles, you can call me Harry though. I live right down here actually." He pointed a finger to the house right next to mine.
"Well, I'm Eliza, you can call me Liz, or El. And I'm pretty sure you're pointing at the house next to mine."
"How about I take your box, and you, and we hang out at your new house?"
I was certainly not going to deny a member of One Direction.
"Okay! Hey..is there a coffee place around here? I've got a long night ahead of me with unpacking."
"Starbucks is right around the corner, shall I take you there?"
We dropped my box off at my house, and headed down to Starbucks.
"Dad...I have nothing else here! Moved everything yesterday, remember?"
"Oh mhm, yeah that's great!"
It was our moving day, going from the small town of Bristol, England to London...where my dad just got a new a job. It was sad to leave the town that I had spent 9 years living in, but this new opportunity is amazing! I'm not really sure what he will be doing, but it is a posistion at Syco, which has a high pay rate.
Nothing has been quite the same since 2006, when my mom died from cancer. I was 8, and my sister was 13. It left our whole family in a daze, so we decided it was time for an adventure. A year after, we all packed our bags and said goodbye to Ohio, America, and hello to Bristol, England!
I ate the last of my bagel, grabbed my bag, and walked out the door with my last box, saying goodbye to the house that I had so fallen in love with.
I hopped into my dad's car, popped in my music, and slept for the good 3 hour car ride. I felt my dad nudge me awake, and he pointed to a grand townhouse. "That's ours?!" I almost screamed it, but I remembered we were still in the car.
I picked up my last box as my dad took a business call and stepped to the other side of the street. We weren't pulled up right in front of our new house, so I had to walk a little way. I wasn't really paying attention, something I was so good at doing, when I accidently bumped into someone and dropped my box!
"Here you go, love" he said as he picked up my box and handed it to me.
"Oh tha-" Wait...I would know those eyes anywhere. Girls always obsess over him, but I've never been too obsessive. I listen to a few of their songs but I don't do much to get caught up.
"I think I know you from somewhere?" I questioned him.
"Uhm, yeah. I'm Harry Styles, you can call me Harry though. I live right down here actually." He pointed a finger to the house right next to mine.
"Well, I'm Eliza, you can call me Liz, or El. And I'm pretty sure you're pointing at the house next to mine."
"How about I take your box, and you, and we hang out at your new house?"
I was certainly not going to deny a member of One Direction.
"Okay! Hey..is there a coffee place around here? I've got a long night ahead of me with unpacking."
"Starbucks is right around the corner, shall I take you there?"
We dropped my box off at my house, and headed down to Starbucks.
1/3/13