What. The. Fuck.

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*Harriet's POV*

<three weeks later>

So, it's been three weeks since I moved back in with my mum, and I'm not going to lie, I have been moping around. A lot.

"Jenny, come on!" My friends squeal, running into a theme park, called Thorpe Park.

"I'm coming" I mutter, lagging behind. I'm really not in the mood for this, but they said I need something to take my mind off Beth and Ronnie. Fuck. The thought of not having either of them, brought tears to my eyes.

"What's up?" Zoe says, whispering so that no one can hear.

"I miss Beth. I miss Ronnie. I miss America!" I weep "I wanna go home!" She hugs me tightly.

"What about that job? Ya know the one in LA?" She suggests.

"I will take it" I say, sighing.

"Woo!" She sqeals.

"But only if you come with me. I don't want to be alone" She smiles and nods.

"I will come with you, if that's what you want!" I nod "We need to go pack, then! You head to the car and I'll tell the girls that we are leaving" I nod again, and make my way over to the car. Back to the states... I'm not telling Ronnie...

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