Somewhere, Someday

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<A/N at end babes.>

Songs for this chapter:

Stone Cold- Demi Lovato

Never Say Never- The Fray

We Are Stars- The Pierces

Almost Lover- A Fine Frenzy

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"Some things we don't talk about, rather do without, and just hold the smile."

I wake up still feeling even more tired than when I went to sleep. I had kept jolting awake in the middle of the night from nightmares. They weren't scary though, they were of my past, but the good parts.

I didn't want to move from my spot, but I knew that everybody else in the house had to have already awoken. Liam and Mr. Lance were at the university, and Karen was probably shuffling about downstairs.

I decide to crawl out of bed, and I make myself look slightly presentable. Then I start heading out of the room and down the big beautiful stairs. Liam's house was truly gorgeous, and even though it was big, it still felt like a home.

I can faintly hear Karen shuffling around in the kitchen, and when I walk in there I see her preparing what seems to be muffins.

"Good morning Sarah. Did you sleep well?" She was wearing her pink apron, and that perfect wife look. I could never be a "perfect" anything, but I could always be the perfect Sarah Montgomery and that was good enough.

"I did. Thank you very much for letting me stay here last night. I hate to be a big inconvenience." Karen wipes her hands on the apron, and walks over to sit next to me on a stool. Her smile is warm, and she faintly reminds me of Sandra.

"Now why on earth would you ever think you are an inconvenience? You are always welcome here Sarah and you know that." I could have the Payne's and the Jeffries as my family, but it still didn't feel complete. I didn't have my own mother anymore. I don't think I ever really did.

"I don't know, I just I'm used to this feeling of having so many people around me, but still feeling like I have no one." I didn't know why I was confiding in Karen in this moment, it just felt like she was listening and she would care.

"My mother has been an alcoholic since I was eight, and I could never really rely on her after that. I just felt like I was losing something I couldn't get back, and I didn't try to get her back." Karen looks at me and puts an arm around me.

"Sometimes people don't necessarily have to be related to you to be your family. Maybe even the closest person to your heart is someone you never considered it to be. Maybe you don't even know them yet." Karen was right. I could meet someone else in this world that could be the person that makes me feel loved, and happy. They could be my husband, or even another friend. All I know is that I can't wait to meet that person.

Maybe I've already met that person. Maybe he makes me smile more than anyone else can. He lets his guard down around me, but he also puts the wall up. When I'm with him I don't feel lonely. Harry. He's the only person that comes to mind.

I need to call him, and I need to tell him what I'm thinking. If he's the only thing that makes me feel this way, then I need to say how I'm feeling for once. I can't be afraid to say something, not now.

"Will you excuse me for just a moment." Karen nods, and returns back to her baking. I walk back up the stairs, and when I get into the guest room I shut the door behind me. I wanted this conversation to be as private as ever.