Harry woke up thinking it was a normal day, but it wasn't. Instead of waking up in his comfortable bed, he woke up on the floor with Gemma's feet in his face. He reluctantly sat up, shivering at the cold air that surrounded them. Stretching and cracking his knotted back, he looked around the one bedroom apartment that they can barely afford and sighed. Today was the day. He would finally leave Cheshire and most likely not come back. Tears sprung at his eyes when he realized that all of the places he knew would become a distant memory. He didn't want to leave but he definitely didn't want to stay here either.

He stood up and almost tripped over Gemma quietly muttering "fuck." When he gained his balance he walked along the cold corridor. Goosebumps arose on his slightly tanned skin as he yawned. Walking into the living/kitchen area he saw his mum stood at the counter staring into space. He walked near her careful not to scare her, but that didn't go to plan when she jumped a little when the floorboard creaked underneath his weight. He muttered a sorry as he opened the fridge door, sighing, when he realised it was empty. Like his heart, said his stupid mind. He sat down on the side not caring if he was going to get scolded by his mother. Wrong again when she just stayed quiet. It wasn't awkward but wasn't necessarily comfortable. There was a slight tension between them but there was nothing that would fix it.

Harry wanted to start a conversation, maybe clear the air of bad thoughts, but his mouth went dry. Luckily Gemma walked in, unaware of the awkwardness, and kissed her mum on the cheek. Anne gave her a slight smile but Harry was just happy she wasn't crying. He checked the time realising it was almost time to leave. He coughed to gain their attention not wanting to say the sad words. Anne's eyes widened the slightest bit as she looked at the clock. Anne just nodded at Gemma who eventually caught on.

As they grabbed all their stuff, Harry couldn't help but feel terrible about the situation they were in. He always managed to blame himself and feel guilty even though they all knew who the real culprit was.

Once all their stuff was collected, they got into the car and slowly, Harry's temporary home was just a small fleck on the horizon.

As they drove to their new location, they passed by a lot of Harry's childhood. He smiled a tiny bit at the memories but it slowly recoiled when he remembered that he wasn't going to see all of this for a while. They drove the dusty road of Cheshire to the ferry port where they were traveling from. As they were in the compact car, Harry thought about his life and how it suddenly changed. One minute he was sat with his dad watching football and then all of a sudden he is waking up to his mum distraught over the fact his father left.

He fell asleep only to be awaken, what felt like minutes later, by his mum telling him that they had arrived at the dock. On the ferry he managed to fall asleep again, thinking the next time he woke up he wouldn't be in England anymore.

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Date written: 11/11/15
Edited by: narryit