Sorry for the delay -again-, I need to have almost perfect grades at school so I can go to study abroad when I'm done here. I'm still always going to come back to write some more anyway, you can bet on that, girls.

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Thanks for all the awesome reviews and you patience.

P.S.: my apologies if this chapter is a little messy, I'm not an english native speaker and I had a few problems with the climbing out part.

Jazz's POV.

My cellphone moved and I grabbed it from the table quickly: 'I'm in the car, hurry up' Tom's message said.

I took a deep breath, grabbed my favourite jacket and left the room, walking on my tiptoes. My family was having dinner in the dining room, I should have no problem in leaving if I managed to get out by climbing out my bedroom's window. It wasn't too risky, I was only around 10 meters down and the ground under was covered with mum's bushes and flowers. I opened it and the cold winter wind hit my face inmediately. Luckyly, I've tried doing this a couple of times before, you know, just in case it ever came in handy; I've always pictured myself running away with a hot guy from my school for a date. The thing is, I've only tried getting out, to see if I fit through the window, not the part in which I have to fall...

I would have never thought the 'hot guy' would be Tom and I would actually be running to find my brother's girlfriend. Or ex-girlfriend?

Anyway...

"She'd better say yes" I mumbled as I slid my feet out the window and sat on the frame, looking down at the bushes covered with snow.. I was a little bit unsure about this now, I've never done this with snow all around me. I hesitated for a moment "I'm wearing my lucky jacket, I'll survive..." I took a deep breath, then carefully and slowly turned around, my body already out the house, holding to the frame firmly with my hands.

Jeez, this was more complicated than I remembered.

"What the hell-" I gasped. Dammit, I should practised the falling part.

I'm still several feet up, my body hanging. I tried to reach the frame of the window below me but I slipped with the snow and I couldn't help screaming as I fell. Thanksfully, and I still think it's because of my jacket!, I fell over the bushes, bounced one over them, then fell to the side, to the cold ground. I stayed like that for a moment, in the ground.

"God..." I gasped again. For a moment I didn't feel a thing, then the pain came all together at once. I would have many bruises by tomorrow morning.

"Jazzie! Jesus Christ, Jazzie!" Tom ran towards me, jumping over the garden's low fence. He knelt down by my side and grabbed my hand on his hands "Are you ok! Can you hear me!"

"I'm fine" I said. And I was! I'm alive! I'm never going to doubt my lucky jacket again! "Let's go" I tried to stand up, a bit clumsily, feeling slightly dizzy, and Tom caught my arm for support.

"Are you insane! You need a doctor!" he said.

"I'm fine, seriously" I laughed nervously.

"JAZZIE!" I heard my mum's hsyterical voice calling me. I closed my eyes, knowing what was coming; oh, crap, I'm so endlessly screwed. This is the end of my life as I've known it "Jazzie! Are you ok!"

She was running towards me, my whole family following her closely.

I looked up at Tom and he looked at me. I would have ran but I wasn't quite sure I able to right then.

Tom took a step back as soon as my mum's body collapsed against mine as she threw her arms around me. Then she stepped back and stared at me up and down, probably searching from some broken bones.

"Are you ok, Jazzie!" aunt Ivy asked.

"I'm fine" I said. How many times will I have to answer that? It's already making my impatient.

"Did you just fall out the window!" mum asked, still hysterical, shouting instead of talking. Ok, if Dougie leaving didn't give her a heart attack, this would "Are you alright! Daniel, call a doctor!"

"Mum, I'm ok, mum" I said as I grabbed her shoulders and shook her a little bit "No broken bones, no blood, I swear, I'm fine" as far as I know...

"Did you... Jump?" uncle Daniel asked.

"Oh, Jesus!" mum said, her eyes wild with horror "You're suicidal!"

"No, of course I'm not, mum!" I said and rolled my eyes. I've got no time or patience for this!

"What is Tom doing here!" mum asked. He looked awkwardly at her and waved.

"Hi, everyone" he said as he scratched the back of his head, something he usually does when he doesn't know what to do "Merry Christmas?"

"Where the hell were you thinking jumpined out the window!" mum yelled at me "You could have killed yourself!"

"Relax, it's just 10 meters" it was actually kind of fun... I'm not doing it again though.

"Just 10 meters!" she said and started breathing heavily.

"Ok, mum, relax" I said as I grabbed her shoulders again "Breath, ok? Breath..."

"Why the hell would you jump down your window?" aunt Ivy asked. It had to be the first time she ever cursed. Grandma looked at her surprised too.

"I just- Well, I-"

"You're leaving, aren't you!" uncle Daniel accused me.

"Leaving?" mum repeated "Leaving where? You're not going anyway!" then she looked at Tom "You're a part of this, aren't you?"

"Well, I-" he scratched the back of his head again.

"I called him, it's not his fault. He's taking me to Manchester and there's nothing you can do about it!" I said, narrowing my eyes, looking as fierce as I ever could. Hey, I don't kick asses but I can still be tough! And this was the perfect time to rebel against my family, to confront them.

"Leaving to Manchester?" mum repeated "For how long? Why? Are you two in a relationship!"

I slapped forehead with my hand. Oh, God... How does she even jump into these kids on conclusions?

"No, mum!" I said "Tom's got a girlfriend!"

"Are you running away with some other boy!" she asked "Are you pregnant!"

"Oh, for God's freaking sake, mum!" I yelled, all patience lost "Shut up for a moment and I'll explain it to you!"

"Watch your mouth, young lady!" grandma warned me.

"Oh, screw my language, grandma" I said. This did it, I'm done "I'm going to Manchester to try to find Stephanie; I'm not pregnant, I don't have a boyfriend and I'll come back as soon as this is all finished"

"Stephanie!" grandma repeated.

"Why would you try to find her?" uncle Daniel said "Not only she's absolutely imperfect for Dougie, but she also rejected him!"

"She was under the most awkward and- and- weird situation ever! You all made her feel so unwelcome- all of us, myself included! And she's got her doubts because she doesn't know Dougie the way we do! He put up with all our crap for a long time, we should have seen this coming"

"You really want him to merry her?" grandma asked.

"Jazzie, she humilliated him" mum said a bit shyly, she's not the type of person who talks crap about the rest, she's not like my uncle.

"And haven't we done the same a thousand time? He's in one of the biggest bands known in England and you still make him feel like he failed you! You always remind him how much you wanted him to be a doctor"

"But I still love him anyway, he's my son!"

"Stephanie loves him too, we've all seen it, you can't deny that. So what if she doesn't believe the same things we do? Do you actually think Dougie hasn't have sex yet, grandma! Wake up!" then I turned towards my uncle "And our family it's not so 'pure', we do have relatives from other parts of England. He wants her, isn't that enough to let her in? He hates us, he hates all of us... He won't forgive us unless he gets her back" I took my mum's hands and spoke softly "Please, mum... I know you want Dougie to come back... Let me go. I'll be safe, I'll be with Tom."

She hesitated, then looked at her brother. Uncle Daniel hesitated too, he seemed confused.

It was just then, when everybody was quiet, that I realized how cold I was.

"Alright, then" she said. I looked at her surprised; wow, that really worked? "You can go, but I want you back in no more than three days"

"You're really letting her go?" grandma asked, surprised too.

"Yes, I am, mother" mum said "Look, I just want my son to come back... And if Jazzie can do that, then I'll let her go."

"You'll let Dougie marry Stephanie?" uncle Daniel said.

"Yes, I will! She may not be all we want her to be, but it's his choice, not ours"

Uncle Daniel sighed.

"I guess we could make an exception..." he said, his voice still unsure.

"Great!" I said quickly, not sure this would last for long. I took Tom's hand and started dragging him towards the car, still feeling the pain in my body "Then, well, bye! I'll come back soon!"

"Tom, don't take your eyes off of her!" mum said, kind of wanting to run after us.

"I won't!" he said.

"Run" I whispered to him.

He opened the door for me and I sat down quickly. I closed my eyes and tried not to pay attention to the pain.

The worst part was over, now all I've got to do is find someone I know nothing about. Great!

Tom started the engine and drove away.

"Look, you try to relax and sleep. You fell pretty badly"

"Don't remind me" I said.

"I'll wake you up when we get there"

"Thanks, Tom..."

"I'm doing it for Dougie"

"Sure" I smiled. We all stupid things for him.

Tomorrow's my last chance to get my brother back.