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Finding Our Way [Final Chapter]

They say that if you love something set it free, if it returns it’s yours, if it doesn’t, it was never yours to begin with. Out of London’s entire population, two girls find each other, loose each other and once again are thrown back into each others lives many years later. This time it’s not the same, more feelings are involved, more people could get hurt. But these two can’t keep their eyes off each other.

NOTES: So hey guys! This is the last and final chapter of Finding Our Way! The support I've gotten is kind of unexpected since this couple isn't that popular but you guys are so awesome and I hope that you all liked the story! Thank you so so so so much! I love you all!

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There were many moments in Eleanor’s life she could look back on and say she was fond of. The night she and Danielle first kissed, meeting Louis for the first time, sex for the first time -let’s be honest here-, when Deleanor trended and when she helped Richard off the street. But right then, lying in bed with Danielle beside her, the air thick with emotions that neither one could place and their was only two inches between them.

Danielle was looking towards the ceiling but Eleanor was looking at her. Her eyes were bright and glossed over in thought. Eleanor could never imagine how Liam wouldn’t want to be with a girl like her. She loved everything about the way Danielle did just about anything. She loved her smile, her laugh, her thoughtful nature and also her dangerous side that had gotten them into the whole mess in the first place. Eleanor loved just watching her and seeing the way one eyelid closed before the other and how nobody else she had ever known could pull off a hairstyle no matter what it was. She was everything that Eleanor could never be.

Eleanor felt a sudden shift in weight as Danielle moved on the mattress, turning onto her side so that her head rested on her hand and her eyes were beaming unto Eleanor’s. “I’m nervous.” She admitted.

It seemed like forever ago when Eleanor had been the one to get the DNA test to prove she wasn’t pregnant. “It’ll be fine; you haven’t slept with anybody else.” She sighed and looked up to the ceiling but moments later added, “You didn’t did you?”

Danielle chuckled, “No, I was kind of caught up with somebody else at the time.”

“Well obviously you and Liam were together.” Eleanor chuckled at herself and then at Danielle.

The darker skinned girl lifted her arm and placed a gentle hand on Eleanor’s arm. “It wasn’t Liam Hun.” Eleanor’s heart nearly beat out of her chest as their eyes locked. “It was you.” Danielle’s gaze could have killed her right then and there.

Eleanor licked her lips, trying to escape Danielle’s clutches. “I uh-”

“I wish I could just go back to before this all happened. So that I wouldn’t get pregnant and Liam could be with Niall and I could have you.” Danielle’s eyes now looked sad, tears brimming the edges of her eyes. Eleanor lifted a hand to Danielle’s cheek.

It was so intimate and meaningful but it didn’t feel whole because Eleanor knew that Danielle was still with Liam. She spoke softly, “I’m so tired of everybody pretending. Liam and Niall, Louis and Harry. I don’t want to be Louis’s beard anymore.”

The two girls didn’t know what to say because the air was thick with answers. Danielle ran a hand down Eleanor’s cheek, putting her misplaced hair back behind the other girls’ ear. Eleanor was thankful of the times like this, when even though things were crumbling around them Danielle and she could escape into their own little word without care. Eleanor removed her lips from Danielle’s and looked up at her, “Aren’t we doomed?”

Danielle cocked an eyebrow, “I don’t know.”

Turning onto her side, Eleanor let her back face the other girl. She didn’t want to think about how much heartbreak she’d go through if they could never be together. Danielle’s hand was suddenly against her skin and Eleanor turned slightly to look at her. Gently Danielle planted a kiss against her friends’ lips; it was soft but rich with meaning. They were both as delicate as the kiss. Danielle smiled down at Eleanor when they broke apart before returning to her side of the bed, facing the ceiling. Eleanor was ginning widely, thankful that she had her in her life.

Her phone vibrated and Eleanor found out she’d received a message from Harry, it read:

So what’s going on?

Hanging with Danielle, about to sleep actually

Oh! Have fun ;)

Shut up! It’s not like that.

Why? You two obviously like each other just be together!

Not possible. Just forget it! You should be asleep yourself

Don’t mother me Calder

I’m not mothering I’m telling you the truth

No you’re not, you’re doubting the truth!

It’s none of your business!

Stop lying.

You’re really one to talk about lying Styles.

Uncalled for.

Haha barely! Have a good night Harry!

Night ;) xx

Eleanor would have laughed if Danielle hadn’t been there. Harry was such an asshole sometimes.

The next morning Danielle was still there when Eleanor woke up, it was beautiful the way her hair fell onto her face, her breaths longer as she slept, curled into her own personal ball near the middle of the double bed. Eleanor didn’t want to wake her up but she new that Danielle would kill her if they were to miss the call about the DNA results. Cautiously she reached over and shook the other girls’ arms, “Danny?”

Her eyelids fluttered open slowly as she started to stir. Danielle’s lips turned to a pout as she started to wake up and it was possibly the cutest thing Eleanor had ever seen in her life. She rubbed her eyes, “What time is it?”

Eleanor looked to the nightstand and read out, “Nine o’clock.” Danielle groaned and let her head fall back against the pillows. She looked so young an innocent as she laid there, swarmed with blankets and a grumpy look on her face. “Come on lazy pants get up.” Eleanor sat up right and stretched out her arms as Danielle grunted. “Well I’m going to make pancakes so just come out when you’re ready.”

She left the room before Danielle responded but she hoped the curly haired girl would join her later.

Eleanor rummaged through her cupboards for awhile until she found the supplies she needed and then she began to start her adventures in cooking. A knock on the door caused her to spill some of her pancake batter and Eleanor huffed angrily. “Coming!” She called as she mopped up the mess on her counter.

Harry was on the other side of the door with a tray of star bucks coffee and a smile, though it quickly faded as he noticed Eleanor’s face. “What’s wrong?”

She said through clenched teeth, “you made me spill my pancake mix.” Harry sort of chuckled before walking into the flat and kicking the door shut with his foot. He walked towards the counter and put the tray down.

“Danielle still here?” He asked. Eleanor nodded, heading back towards her pancakes. “Good thing I brought coffee for her then.”

Eleanor raised an eyebrow but said nothing about it. “Why are you here exactly?” She asked skeptically. The pan sizzled as the mix hit it, filling the room with a delicious smell. Eleanor prayed she’d be able to keep it that way, instead of burning everything to shit.

Harry was leaning against the counter, “Because we’re friends.”

“You want the scoop on last night douche.” Eleanor laughed. Harry didn’t deny it instead he raised his hands as if admitting to it. “Nothing happened okay?”

“Did you kiss?”

“Stop.” She pointed the spatula at him which frightened him into stepping back. “Don’t you have a job?”

He was fun to have around but he was always trying to push himself into other people’s business which was insanely infuriating. Eleanor thought it was amazing that they were even friends in the first place because of the whole Louis thing but she was happy that they were.

A phone began ringing and Eleanor looked over her shoulder to where she heard the noise. Danielle’s cell phone sat in the living room singing out a Jesse J song. Eleanor dropped whatever was in her hands and raced towards the sound, fumbling with the phone until she hit talk. “HELLO?!” She asked. Harry was behind her, leaning against her back as he strained to listen.

“Mrs. Peazer?” The voice wasn’t one that Eleanor recognized but she knew it must have been the Doctor.

Eleanor moved Harry’s hair out of her eye, “No this is her friend but I can take a message.”

“Just tell her that the results are in for her test and she should call the office as soon as she can.” Eleanor promised to tell her and quickly hung up.

Harry stepped back from her as soon as she took the phone away from her ear. They both looked at each other wearily before Eleanor sighed, “Better get her to call them.”

He didn’t follow her as she made her walk towards the bedroom. Of course they all knew that Liam was the Father but there was always that hope that it wasn’t Liam. Even if it wasn’t Liam than it had to be another guy and Eleanor was still shit out of luck.

Danielle was pulling on her shirt when Eleanor entered and she waited a moment to speak, basking in the perfection that was Danielle’s body. Her friend noticed her quickly though and smiled, “Hey El.”

“The Doctors just called, they have your results.” Eleanor handed Danielle’s phone to her. Danielle didn’t look scared anymore, or worried, she looked more annoyed than anything.

She was fidgeting her foot against the floor as she waited for the Doctor to pick up. “Hello this is Danielle Peazer I received a call earlier saying my results were in for my DNA test.” She looked at Eleanor and sighed, Eleanor bit her lips in anticipation.

Harry came up behind Eleanor quietly and Danielle looked confused but said nothing. Instead she turned her back against them and faced the wall. He was looking between the two girls with a curious expression. “Did she get it yet?” He whispered.

Eleanor leaned in close to him, “No, but who do you think the Father is? She’s only been with Liam.”

“And you.”

“Shut up!” Eleanor elbowed him, casing him to cover his chest with his arms and grunt in pain.

Danielle thanked the person on the other end of the phone and looked to the two people standing awkwardly in the doorway. “Liam is the dad.” She announced. None of them looked very surprised.

They stood there together in an awkward silence before Harry piped up and said, “I brought coffee!”

“Holy shit my pancakes!” Eleanor screamed before taking off for the kitchen. There was smoke billowing around, the pancake was complete destroyed, Harry was crying with laughter and Eleanor tossed the pan in the sink before dropping to her ass on the floor. “I can’t do anything right!” She screamed.

Danielle came to sit next to her, trying to stifle her laughter unlike Mr. Styles. “That’s not true El!”

“Isn’t it?” Eleanor was crying and she didn’t even know why, they were just pancakes. But it felt like more than that, like everything was coming crashing down on her and burning the fucking things was the last straw. “I couldn’t keep Louis around, I couldn’t save my Dad, I couldn’t help you, I couldn’t tell you how I felt because I was scared and now you’re fucking pregnant! I can’t do anything; I don’t understand how anybody even talks to me!” She was sobbing into Danielle’s chest as she spoke without thinking.

Harry was trying to be comforting but all he could do was sit there with a sad look on his face as she broke down further and further. “Eleanor you’re a wonderful person, none of that is your fault!” Danielle rubbed her hair soothingly.

“Yeah El,” He agreed gently resting his hand on her shoulder, “You forgave me after what happened and now we’re friends, you helped Richard when you saw him sitting in that parking lot! You’re one of the best people I know.”

She lifted her head slightly, looking at the two people who probably meant the most in the world to her excluding her family. “You’ve been there for me through everything,” Danielle added, “You’re a saint Eleanor.”

Eleanor took a deep shaky breath, removing the tears from her stained cheeks. “Thanks guys, I’m sorry for crying.” She hated feeling that weak and useless but her heart just couldn’t handle being that strong anymore. “Danielle you should be crying.”

Danielle laughed softly but it was empty, “I already knew the answer.” She pushed Eleanor’s lose hair behind her ear and kissed her cheek. “I know Harry is okay with taking care of you, so I’m going to go tell Liam and than I’ll be back okay?” Eleanor nodded, switching positions so that she had her head leaning against Harry’s shoulder.

After five minutes of Eleanor just sitting on the ground with tears in her eyes and Harry trying to make her laugh they decided that they should probably move out of the kitchen and headed to the living room. Harry put on some movie Eleanor had lying around but she didn’t pay much attention to the screen, her whole focus was on what Danielle was doing. She should have offered to go with her; the poor girl was probably scared to death.

Once she heard the turn of the handle Eleanor was sprinting towards the front door so that she could get the scoop from Danielle ASAP. Danielle was shocked to see Eleanor standing there immediately after she had opened the door. “Somebody’s feeling better I see.” She chuckled.

Harry entered a few moments later, shaking his head at Eleanor’s obvious vacancy when it came to watching that movie. “So what happened?” He asked.

Eleanor shot him a look because it wasn’t his place to question Danielle but the curly haired boy didn’t seem to notice because he was just watching Danielle expectantly. She cleared her throat, snapping Eleanor’s attention back to her. “Well I told Liam the truth and I told him I didn’t want to ruin his life.”

They both waited for her to continue but Danielle just looked at them, “And?!” Eleanor nearly screamed.

Danielle looked surprised by her raise in voice but quickly recovered. “So we made a deal. I’d say that it wasn’t his, he doesn’t have to date me anymore but he can still be a part of the baby’s life if he wants to.” Eleanor squealed in happiness and wrapped Danielle in a hug.

Maybe they weren’t doomed after all.

Harry left an hour later after the three of them had watched a couple episodes of Fresh Prince. Danielle excused herself to grab something out of her bag in Eleanor’s room, so Eleanor stretched out her legs and let herself get suffocated in the blankets.

Moments later Danielle appeared above the couch holding something with a quizzical expression. She scared Eleanor into falling off the couch. When Eleanor stood up she was expecting Danielle to be laughing but she simply held of the object and asked, “What is this?”

Eleanor looked closer and realized that it was the picture she’d found all that time ago when her and her mom had been going through family photos. Her and another little girl holding hands and leaning into each other as if the only thing keeping them alive was each other. Eleanor reached out and took the picture running a hand down the girls face. “I found it awhile back with my mom, me and this girl were close, and I thought I knew who it was but I didn’t-”

“It’s me.” Danielle declared.

She snapped her head up and looked at Danielle. That was what Eleanor had suspected all along, the dreams, the picture, the curly had and familiar face. How she’d recognized her at the party from somewhere other than just the tabloids. Eleanor handed the picture back to her friend and started to confess about everything. About the dreams which were actually memories when the two girls had been practically inseparable. Danielle just stared at the picture as Eleanor explained and it caused a panic feeling to bubble inside of Eleanor’s chest.

When she was done Danielle looked up, “I can’t believe we actually found each other again, I barely even remember this.”

Eleanor smiled, leaning against Danielle, “Me too. It comes back piece by piece.” Danielle looked up at her and their eyes connected. “I know you just got out of a relationship and everything but if you want-”

Danielle was kissing Eleanor before she knew what happened. A deep and meaningful kiss that burned with passion. They needed each other, wanted each other, it was an uncontrollable hunger. The felling of completely being with Danielle without having interference from anybody else was unbelievable to Eleanor. Their bodies moved together, hands danced across bodies, lips placed kisses down jaws and necks. It wasn’t something Eleanor could sum into words but she knew that she never wanted to stop.

When they finally did stop Eleanor and Danielle were cuddling, Danielle burying her head into the crook on Eleanor’s neck on the couch. They were sighing in harmony of the bliss that they had when they were together. Eleanor was first to break the silence. “You know Danny; I wouldn’t mind being the kids’ second mom if you wanted me too.”

Danielle sat up a little, smiling down at Eleanor like she was the most important person in the world. “Really?”

Eleanor chuckled, “Of course you idiot!”

She smiled, “I would love that.”

Then together they fell asleep, smiles pressed forever on their lips because they finally found their way.

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