I was sitting on the dining table with my family. Mum was so happy that I came back. And Dad explained me everything about Harry. I don't know whose side I'm on. I just know that I don't want to hurt my family's feelings. They just cared for me so much. And I know that I love Harry. And I always will.
                          
"Danae?" Dad's voice cutted my thoughts.
                          
"Hmm?" I look up at him.
                          
He chuckled, "I was asking if you wanted me to call Mikee to visit you here?" He asked politely.
                          
"Uh sure." I smiled and he smiled back at me.
                          
After minutes of eating and talking with them. I immediately ran upstairs and locked my door. When I open the TV, 1D's music video showed up. Harry was there. I smiled at the point that he is happy in that scene. I'm just wondering if how is he right now? Is he okay? Does he already ate his dinner? I wanted to see him badly.
                          
I stood up and brush my hair in front of the mirror. I blushed at the memories that I remember with Him. I just wished that won't end. But it already ends. He's not here with me. I can't call him either. My phone was left on his range rover. And I can't borrow mum's phone to call him.
                          
I quickly change into my PJ's and slipped under the covers. Taking a deep breath before turning the lampshade off. He's not here to cuddle with me. So I need to get used to it.
                          
In the middle of my sleep. I can hear the cold breeze clacking on my bare window. I can't sleep. I pull the covers above my head as the noise becomes much louder. I guess one of mum's plants were hitting my window. I tried to sleep but the noise was becoming more louder.
                          
I stood up and walk over to my window. I slide open the curtains. And there's someone knocking on my window. I rub my eyes to make it clear. And Harry was actually there, motioning me to open the window. I smiled at him and obliged.
                          
When he walked in. I immediately closed the window.
                          
"Sure it's winter." He spoked while sitting on my bed.
                          
"What are you doing here? My parents might caught you." I whispered in gritted teeth, sitting beside me.
                          
"I'm here to pick you up. Let's go together and leave them all behind"  he Smirked.
                          
"Are you crazy? You know we can't do that." I shake my head.
                          
He raised his eyebrow, "Why not?"
                          
"I just can't." I looked down at my hands.
                          
"Then I should just leave." He said nonchalantly as he stood up and make his way to the window.
                          
"Where are you going?" I asked.
                          
"Leaving?" He speak the obvious.
                          
"Already??" I asked again.
                          
"Your not coming with me so there's no point on staying." He said again.
                          
I rolled my eyes. "Fine."
                          
"Fine what?" 
                          
"I'd go with you." 
                          
"Really?"
                          
"Yeh. But I need to pack my things." I smiled at him. As he looked at me, smirking. 
                          
"I know you can't resist me." He winked.
                          
"Oh shut up." I rolled my eyes playfully as he chuckled.
                          
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"I guess that's enough" He told me.
                          
"Wait no. I need my makeup tho." I told him as I pack my stuffs.
                          
"Your more beautiful without those." He mumbles.
                          
"What?"
                          
"Nothing. I said, faster."
                          
"Oh" I smiled as I put my last stuff. 
                          
"Okay i'm ready." I nodded as I sling my backpack behind my shoulder.
                          
"Let's go then." He grabbed my hand and make our way out the window slowly.
                          
When our boots landed he immediately grabs a helmet and hands me it.
                          
"What will I do with this?" I asked puzzled.
                          
"Helmets are protection for heads so maybe you can wear that on your butt." He said sarcastically. And I glared at him, swatting his arm.
                          
"Ow! What was that for?" He asked rubbing his arm.
                          
"I'm asking seriously. Where's your range rover?" 
                          
"Uh I left it. I borrowed a Ducati tho. It's more faster." He smiled cheekly.
                          
"Oh so you mean we're gonna ride on a motorcycle?" I asked following him behind.
                          
"Yeh." He nodded as he grabs another helmet and wears it on his head. He rides on a black ducati as he fixes his helmet.
                          
"No way! I'm not gonna ride with you. That- That's dangerous." I shake my head.
                          
"I'll protect you. Don't worry." He smiled reassuringly. But there's no way i'm gonna ride on a motorcycle. That vehicle is so dangerous.
                          
"I know but no. You have to get your range rover first before I ride with you." I said and he groans grabbing my arm closer to him.
                          
He takes my helmet and wears it on my head.
                          
"Just at least try." He almost plead.
                          
I shake my head again and he locks the lock on my helmet under my chin.
                          
"Do you even know how to drive this?" 
                          
"Will I bring a ducati if I can't drive this? He asks the obvious.
                          
"But your not a professional motordriver." I shake my head again.
                          
"I'm better than batman." He jokes as he starts the engine.
                          
I heard the door opened behind us and the light turns on. We both look around to see Dad rubbing his eyes.
                          
"Heyy you two! Stop making noises on our front! It's 3 am in the morning! You kids should get some sleep!" Dad yelled at us. Not knowing who we are.
                          
"Yes sir!" Harry answers with a big voice. Impersonating Dad's voice. I almost laugh.
                          
"Heyy! Danae isn't in her room!" I heard mum said behind Dad. 
                          
Dad looked at us as he looks at my window that is wide open and obviously looks like I sneak out. I gulp as Dad looked back at us.
                          
"We're dead." I mumble.
                          
"Shit no! Ride on." Harry whispered at me. I looked at him, confused.
                          
"Danae? Is that you?? Danae come back here!" Dad walks fastly over to us.
                          
Harry grabs my arms as he force me to sit behind him. 
                          
"Hold on very tight." He told me. As I wrap my arms around his torso so tight. And he starts driving away before even Dad reaches us.
                          
"Danaee!!!" Dad shouts behind. I just looked at him. as my vision clears out.
                          
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