Well hello there Wattpadians!

Yeah sorry...
So I wrote a bit of this after storming out of the house and sitting in the evening sun on a bench by the woods on my phone, some when i couldn't sleep or I was bored, a bit I wrote a long time ago I just added it and edited it. And a bit after I watched The fault in ours stars, which is really sad by the way, but you know what they say no film is better than the book.

Sorry rambiling :)

THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER. Although it may seem that way there is one more to come followed by an epilouge and a last authors note :) Sorry this one is long though, really long like the longest I've ever done.

I love you all so much.

Lauren :D

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Daniel POV

"Daniel wake up"

I stir, throwing my arms to the side of the bed and groaning loudly.

"Dan"

I feel the tiny padding of paws at my stomach and a sudden purring.

"Come on Danny sweetheart"

I open my eyes reluctantly to see my mother siting at the end of my bed, one of her manicured fingers curling around her brown but highlighted blonde hair, while her other hand strokes through the contrasting black and white fur of my cat Murray.

"What's the time mum?" I ask groggily.

"7 am"

I groan again, shutting my eyes and clutching the duvet to my body. But Murray has other ideas he burrows deep into the duvet and rubs his fuzzy head against my chest.

"Danny dear..."

"Please don't call me Danny"

"I will call you what I want, you are my son"

"Fine"

"Hazel and the Robinson's are planning on leaving at 10 there's quite a lot of traffic and they've still got a lot of packing to do"

My eyes flash wide open and I shoot up a little too quickly which results in my mum putting her hands on my arms to steady me.

"Please don't tell me it's today mum"

"It is honey I'm sorry"

"I- I don't want her to go, I don't want them to go"

"We don't either Dan, Ellie has been dreading it all week and has been with us a lot, your father has so enjoyed catching up with Graham and having him as a fishing buddy and Clarissa has been such great company. James has matured so much and I can tell Laura is going to grow into a fine woman. We are going to miss all of them, even Murray will miss them I'm sure of it"

"Mum"

"Yes?"

"What do you think of me dating Hazel?"

She stays silent, her eyes alight with a sudden humour and her mouth curving upwards into a miniature smile.

"Ever seen you and Hazel were about 8 Clary and I made a bet to see how long it would take you two to get together"

"Really?!"

"Oh yes! And don't think I didn't realise what you were doing when you were 14! Buying her ice dream, buying her chocolate, staying up with her at night"

"I used to do that stuff?" I ask with raised eyebrows.

"Oh yeah, and I had a funny feeling about this year, I was awake late one evening and I heard you going up to that sky light"

"Wait...you knew about that?"

"Mhmm" she says smiling, smoothing her hand across the white cotton.

"I thought you disapproved of it?"

"Oh I did, it's dangerous and you put Hazel in danger! But I think it helped you to bond more and I know how much you love it up there, so it's fine with me, as long as you looked after her"

"Of course I did mum!"

She reaches forward and ruffles my ruffled hair, a grin is plastered right across her pale face.

"That's my boy"

Murray meows in annoyance at my mum, ruffing up my hair and not his, so she soon returns her attention to the cat. Not that I mind.

"I CAN'T FIND MY PINK FLIP FLOPS!" I suddenly hear Laura yell from the landing.

"Laura we don't need to pack yet..."

"Just because you're unorganised James!"

"I'm sorry?!"

The shouting stops and a door opens and a very irritated, and slightly tired voice cuts in:

"Calm down the both of you! It's our last day here and I could really do without the stress right now! Laura you can pack later and James stay out of the way!"

Hazel...

"Oh...sorry Haze" James says and I can imagine him looking guilty and Laura glaring at him.

"Well on that note, I'm going to go and help your father with breakfast, but first I need to pry that sister of yours out of bed. If she hasn't woken up from the shouting that is. And you young man should go and see your girlfriend"

It still sounds weird, girlfriend.

I shake my head, moving over to my cluttered desk, searching through college letters and old school work and then my hand hits the bag.

Ah, there it is!

I quickly pocket the small black bag and I smile, patting my pocket before I venture out of my room into the stressed household.

I cross the landing quickly, the floorboards creaking under my feet as I try to steady my suddenly queasy stomach. I concentrate on the radio downstairs and almost shakily I place my right hand on Hazel's door.

No wait, I should probably knock.

I curl my hand into a fist and I knock trice before I let my hand fall to my side, my left hand sliding into the pocket where the bag sits, rubbing my finger across the black satin.

At the sound of her voice I quickly jerk my hand out of my pocket.

"Yeah?" she yells through the dark wood door.

"Uh Hazel? It's Dan" I reply, scratching my neck as look down to my bare feet.

"Oh. Come in"

I breathe in deeply before I turn the handle and enter her room, she lies on her blue blanket on her bed, staring at the ceiling with her hair fanning out around her.

Her stunningly chocolate eyes flicker over to me and she sits up to lean on her elbows, I close the door behind me and lean against it.

"Move over a bit" I say not really thinking through my next decision.

She raises an eyebrow but shrugs and gently shifts herself over the periwinkle coloured blanket, before lifting it up from underneath her and proceeding in raising it up and over her legs to her waist.

I walk over to the bed and slowly I get into it besides her, I hear her gasp at my actions but she doesn't refuse so I sit myself down beside her, my jean plaid legs slide into the blanket and next to hers.

I lie down next to her and I open my right arm. She understands completely and complies by resting her head on the side of my chest. I securely wrap my arm round her and I pull her close to me.

"Today's the day" she whispers as I run my hands through her bark coloured hair, taking in how it changes shades in the odd ray of light peeking in through the navy coloured curtains.

"Yeah" I reply, kissing the top of her head, her eye lashes flutter closed and she sighs calmly, resting her hand next to her head. "But let's just enjoy this moment why we can huh?"

For the next 5 or 10 minutes we sit there in silence, I listen to her calm and gentle breathing, gliding my hand through her hair to the tips and starting again. I know I love her and I need to tell her soon before it's too late.

***

I move the fork around the plate, scooping up the last bit of egg that lies in the remains of my baked beans.

I have the most horrible nervous feeling in my stomach and I feel sick but I need to stay strong.

Hazel sits beside me, her small hand resting on top of my own which lies on the oak wood, her eyes are trained on the side of my face. I look ahead of me where James sits, his blue eyes surveying Hazel with a worried look, Laura lies on his shoulder with closed eyes, and she looks absolutely exhausted.

Clarissa and Graham sit together, it's strange how I notice now that Graham has Hazel's dark brown eyes, the ones usually full of humour but now empty and emotionless. Clary talks in a small voice to my mother who is curling a strand of highlighted blonde hair round her finger. My Dad sits with Ellie letting her talk to him about this Robin guy that she met up with the other day. His green eyes are the exact shade of my own but they hold a slightly witty sparkle that my own do not contain.

Hazel's hand suddenly tightens as I drop my fork and chew the egg reluctantly, forcing it down so I can still have the energy to survive for today.

"I'm going to go and pack, may I be excused?" Hazel asks suddenly.

"Of course" my mum nods.

"Do you have any paracetamol? I feel awful" Laura groans and James jumps out of his seat, frantically searching a cupboard without permission.

"Yeah..." Dad says looking a little perplexed.

I sprint after Hazel up to her room, my bare feet pounding up the stairs as I rush frantically to her, the door is wide open and I take the opportunity to run in.

Hazel stands in front of the wardrobe, only just opening it, she looks over her shoulder at me and then turns fully to me with a small smile and rolls her eyes.

"I can pack my own bags"

"Yeah I know, I just wanted to...help"

"Okay well you can start with unloading the drawers"

I turn to the white wood and I open the first draw to find it full with folded pyjamas and oversized shirts, I pull out a pair of red pyjama bottoms with white polka dots and I fold them neatly, putting them at the bottom of her suitcase.

"You looked so beautiful in that" I say as she retrieves the white lace dress that she wore to the Italian restaurant earlier this summer from her wardrobe. "But the again you always do".

Her cheeks go red and she smiles, walking over to kiss me on the cheek.

"Thank you" she giggles, taking the white cotton shirt with a glittery black cat on it from my hands.

I reach for and then pick up a grey baggy t-shirt with a large red title reading coca cola and I raise an eye brow at Hazel.

"Oh...that was James' he gave it to me, most of the larger ones are either his or my Dad's"

I smile as she shrugs shyly, taking it from me and storing it in the suitcase.

"No I like that you wear something of your brothers, that's really nice"

She smiles a small smile before she goes back to loading up her case.

***

I help load Hazel's purple and blue checked suitcase into the boot of the car, my arms and legs quivering with the fright of Hazel not being around.

I pull my jean jacket straight as I retreat from the car to watch Graham yank the boot door down with a sad sigh.

"Thank you Daniel"

I nod without smiling and I walk back to where Hazel sits on the path, her knees bunched up to her chest, her dark hair sitting in a plait over her shoulder.

I offer her my hand and she looks up at me with a pained expression, my heart aches at the sight of it and I wonder for a second if I can really let her go.

I smile gently at her as she stares at me and then at my outstretched palm.

"Come on" I whisper

She takes it and my hand seems to go numb as we walk together, her staying very close to my side, to the car.

"I'll let you say your goodbyes" I say and she nods.

She lets go of my hand and rushes over to hold my mother in her arms, then dad, then Ellie and I do the same with Clarissa, Graham, James and Laura.

"Goodbye Daniel" says Clarissa sounding very chocked up as I embrace her.

"Bye Clarissa"

Graham knocks the breath out of me as he squeezes me.

"Bye Dan, have fun in college, and please call us whenever you want"

"Yes Mr Robinson"

"Graham" he says firmly.

"Graham" I repeat.

I walk over to Laura and James who stand rather awkwardly to the side.

"Well you two, I hope everything goes okay with baby Robinson"

James laughs at that and Laura wraps her arms round me firmly, her blond hair tickling my neck.

"Bye Dan"

"Bye Laura"

I walk over to James who clears his throat and holds out a hand.

"Well, thank you for looking after my sister this summer mate, you've really helped her and I'm glad it's you and not the other scumbag"

I smirk and shrug my shoulders as his blue eyes survey me closely.

I shake his hand and he yells "Oh whatever!" and hugs me which really does shock me, I laugh and then I open my eyes to see Hazel waiting on the lawn.

"Go on then" James says patting my shoulder.

They leave to talk to my parents and I make my way slowly over to Hazel.

"Well this is it hey?" I say as her eyes begin to have a slightly teary glaze to them.

"Yeah" she mumbles.

"Don't promise that you will write or call okay? Just promise you won't forget what we had in the small time that we had, because I know this is hard for both of us, but I might never see you again"

"That is not going to stop me from calling or writing to you"

"Okay, well I want you to have this" I say taking off my jean jacket and putting it into her arms.

"I can't accept this Dan"

"Please" I plead.

She looks up and smiles with a small nod before slipping it onto her arms.

She slips on the denim material, hugging it closer to her body making her breath hitch slightly, she closes her eyes for a moment and then her dark eyes look at me gratefully.

Her gaze casts up to the rooftop where we sat numerous times just talking or looking at the sky.

"Thank you so much for looking after me Dan" she whispers.

"Hey it was my pleasure, thank you for the summer I won't forget"

She smiles tearfully.

"I really don't want to leave"

"And I don't want you to go"

She steps closer and we embrace, my head rests on her shoulder as I run my hands up and down her small back, her steady breathing all I need to concentrate on controlling my feelings that feel like they could burst from me at any second.

"Thank you for everything though really, the boat ride, letting me meet your friends, the many trips out, the serious talks, backing me up with Harvey, there's so much I just can't think!"

I chuckle.

"I was supposed to make this summer fun for you, to make it so that one week of your life didn't seem so bad"

"Well you did really well"

I hear her taking short steady breaths as if she is about to break down crying.

"Don't cry! You'll start me off"

She laughs throatily, unshed tears in her eyes.

She pulls away and rubs her eyes, turning away from me in embarrassment.

"Hazel..." I trail off, my own voice sounding weak and shaky.

I reach into my pocket and I open the draw string bag, I lower the silver chain around her neck and she gasps as it hits her pale skin and I hastily clip the fasting together.

She spins round to face me and looks down at the chain, her fingers tracing over the tiny amount of detail on the miniature rose gold anchor which matches the denim jacket perfectly.

"It's...beautiful...Dan you didn't have to-"

"I wanted to" I cut off "The guys helped me out though"

"I love it I really do, but can I ask why you chose an anchor?"

"Well because I thought it would remind of you of the Isle of Wight, the people here who will (I scratch my neck awkwardly) miss you. The boat and well I thought that it sort of symbolises how you always pull me back to earth when I'm not thinking straight, you really helped me this summer Hazel, more than you will ever know"

"Awww" she says and pulls me close again, fresh tears dropping onto my shoulder.

I close my eyes and I take hold of her tightly as she shakes, harsh weeps sounding from her throat, I try my best not to do the same.

"Bye Hazelnut" I say

"B-bye Dan" she sobs

It's now or never.

"I love you" I whisper

She breathes out shocked, and separates from my arms and stares at me, her mouth trying to form a sentence but she eventually gives up.

I bite my lip in anticipation as her eyes search my eyes looking for any signs of doubt or uncertainty.

"I love you too" she whispers back leaning up to kiss me gently.

I let my eyes flutter as I hear the chatter die from the Robinsons and my family.

I move away and she takes my hand in her own, rubbing her thumb across the skin.

"I'll miss you"

"I'll miss you too"

I walk her over to the car and I open the door for her, kissing her softly on the cheek.

I close the door and a wave of emotions take me over as I step back to stand next to my Mum who puts an arm round my shoulders.

The car starts and they all wave, Hazel slower than the rest.

The seven seater drives down the road and I run into the road and Hazel looks back from the extra boot seats, her eyes pained and swimming with tears.

I raise my hand in a final farewell, which she mirrors and the car turns the corner, I finally let a drop of moisture leak from my eye, it trails down my cheek and hits the tarmac.

Ellie doesn't look happy, at least I think she doesn't because she looks blurry through my vison, the flock of emotions inside of me creating a water barrier from my vision.

She hurries over and wraps her arms round my torso which is as high as she can reach, she buries her face into my shirt and I envelope my arms around her, her motion is somewhat comforting and she won't understand how grateful I am for it.

***

Hazel P.O.V

The sea air gives me a sense of tranquillity as I continue to stare at the small island we left from about 20 minutes ago, the ferry moves slowly and children around me laugh as they chase each other, chatter fills the air but I block it all out. My hair now hangs around my shoulders, loose from my plait and my hair flaps around my face. I ignore it, forcing myself to not ruin this calm moment for me.

My small fingers play with the pendant hanging from my neck, rose gold is expensive right? How much of his money did he use to get this?

I close my eyes tightly, trying desperately to remember his words of goodbye to me.

"Thank you so much for looking after me Dan" I whispered.

"Hey it was my pleasure, thank you for the summer I won't forget"

The summer I won't forget...I like that phrase.

"Hazel" says Laura, putting an arm around me, pulling me backwards slightly taking me off guard.

"Hey now, you'll see him again!"

"I won't thought think about it, he'll go to college, I might get a job, he might travel around the world with the guys and I'll be stuck at home alone, he has his whole life ahead of him"

"And whatever happens he'll be right back there to wait for you"

I smile at her and she pulls me in for a secure hug, wrapping her arms around me, I look over her shoulder at James who is slowly making his way over.

"Thanks" I whisper

"Hey, least I could do after what you've done for me"

"I've done nothing"

"You've helped me get my head around this whole pregnancy thing" she says putting her hands on the very tiny bump in her t-shirt, her face lit up by her tiny smile.

James reaches us ad looks at me with a concerned expression and a small sized coffee in his hand.

"I got you this" he says, looking me in the eyes.

I thank him and take a small sip. I allow the flavour to rest on my tongue, wait. What is that?

It's...nutty?

"This isn't normal coffee" I say to him and he nods.

"I asked for them to add a syrup, I'll take it back if you don't want it"

"No no I do! Which syrup?"

He smiles sadly and reaches forward to adjust the collar of Dan's jean jacket before he looks into my eyes and whispers:

"Hazelnut"

I gasp and quickly run forward to hug him tightly, I bury my head into his shirt and he rests his own on top of mine.

"Great just when I cheered her up, well done James" Laura says

He chuckles lowly and I struggle out of his grip to drink some more of my coffee.

"You'll be okay?"

"I guess"

***

The car bumps down the ramp and we finally hit land, my insides lurch horribly and I choke on the remainder of my coffee, James looks back from the back seats startled, so I cover it with a cough.

As we zoom down the motorway I develop a nerve wracking stomach ache, the trees and fields passing us by make me feel dizzy and I shut my eyes tight.

"How about we play a nice game of I spy?" says Mum from the front of the car, looking at us in the mirror.

I groan and I watch Dad roll his eyes in the reflection of the mirror, and my Mum sends him a glare.

"Sounds great honey!" he says sounding a little bit scared.

Ha.

"Okay I Spy with my little eye something beginning with H?!" my mum chirps happily.

I put my earphones in and I listen to Thinking of you by Katy Perry.

"Hazel!"

"Huh?" I say jolting forward, my left earphone falling out.

"I asked if you knew what it was, it's not a house, and it's not a hill" My mum asks smiling at me.

"H...uh...Heartbreak?" I say and the car falls silent, the only sound being of the muffled cars over taking us or rushing in other lanes.

"Oh please cheer up!" James says, pivoting to look at me as I look away and out of the window.

"Fine James, give me a reason and I will"

He goes quiet as I give him an icy stare.

"I Thought not" I say, staring at my interlocked hands resting on my knees.

***

"We're home" my Dad says with no entuhasim in his voice as we pull up on the driveway.

"Great" I mumble under my breath.

James smirks at me as he slips on some black sunglasses and puts an arm round Laura while I wait patiently in the back.

Dad appears and pulls back the seat and I reluctantly begin to climb out.

"Well at least you remembered me this time" I say smiling, thinking back to the day we arrived at the Foster's.

He laughs and aids me out of the car, helping me to restrain my balance.

His laugh is cut off abruptly and his eyes narrow at something over my shoulder.

I raise my eyebrow at him and he opens his mouth to say something.

"I think you should go inside Hazel"

I turn to look at where he is looking and like my father my eyes narrow.

Tilly

"Hazel!" she says excitedly, a smile spreading on her features as she rushes over and hugs me in a bone crushing hug.

I groan and push her off me, folding my arms and waiting for her to speak, my eyes go to the figure sitting in the car. Harvey, of course.

She places her arms on my shoulders and forces my attention back to her.

Let's face this with an iron fist, I haven't seen this girl since she lied to my face.

"Hazel I'm so glad you're back, We have so much to talk about so that you can learn to forgive me!" she says in a high and cheerful voice making my arms cross tighter as anger takes over me.

"Forgive you?" I hiss, yanking her arms away, quite not believing her attitude towards this. My voice is bitter and just gushing with the mental pain I experienced.

She sighs and looks over at the car where Harvey sits and watches, he nods to her and a small smile crosses her features.

"Look Hazel, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just thought if you didn't know..."

"You lied to me for 6 months, and just when I think that I'm going to be okay, he cheats on you and comes rushing to me when I had a boyfriend!"

"You got a new boyfriend?" she asks inquisitively.

"That's not the point here!"

"I'm sorry I lied, but Harvey did as you said and came back to me, I'm truly sorry Hazel and I tried to stay away from him, I did! Oh, if only you understood!"

"I understand perfectly"

"You do?"

"I understand that you weren't bothered about our friendship and just care about that jackass in the car over there"

Her eyes widen in shock and her mouth opens and closes like a goldfish as she struggles to come back, her hands running through her bright blonde hair.

"You've changed"

"For the better I think" I retort.

"I'm sorry"

"Yeah, you've said"

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Well you're lucky I'm over it now, why don't you and Harvey stay well away from me, don't talk to me don't text me, don't call me, just don't communicate with me ever again"

"You want me just to forget everything, after all the years of friendship and trusting?!"

"Yes you've got other friends, deal with it"

"If that's what you want"

"Trust means everything to me, now go on. Go live your life with Harvey"

Tears spring in her eyes but I feel absolutely nothing and I know the others are watching, I feel rather proud of myself, the weakling that I seemed to be about it all suddenly hiding away and I now bravely stand my ground.

"Fine, good day to you Hazel, Mr and Mrs Robinson, James, Laura"

She turns on her heel and climbs into the passenger seat, Harvey turns his head to her and she shakes her head wiping her eyes, and he kisses the top of her head, mumbling something inaudible to me and glances over to me.

I shrug my shoulders at him, not looking away I hold the glare I give him, I still feel absolutely nothing, no pain, no regret, nothing.

I tilt my head and cross my arms again, waiting for him to drive away. His eyes narrow and he pulls away from me and reverses, before driving out of the road.

He's too young to drive but that is the last thought in my mind, I don't care what he does in his life whether he ends up in prison or ends up becoming alcoholic or a drug addict. I know it sounds harsh but that's life and that's the decision he made.

I feel a presence behind me and I whip round to become face to face with my brother.

"You did the right thing Hazel" says James, nodding his head and looking extremely proud of me.

"Thanks"

Mum hugs me and I hug back, before turning away from the street, taking a deep breath and lulling my suitcase into the stupid house where it all happened, in this stupid road, in this stupid town.

In this stupid place that doesn't feel like home.