This Ain't The End [The WANTED FanFiction - Nathan Sykes]

This Ain't The End - Part 31

 After about half an hour's worth of silence, excluding the quiet Spanish radio in the background, the driver turned into a taxi rank by the market and parked.

'That'll be 7 euros,' the driver said. I shuffled around, reaching for my purse but Nathan put his hand on mine.

'Hey, I got this,' he said. I shook my head.

'No it's okay I can do it-,' I began but his cut across.

'Please? My treat?' he asked. I sighed and nodded, knowing that this was a losing fight for me. When we got out of the car I spoke.

'I'll get the way back though,'

He laughed and nodded.

'Not worth fighting is it?' he asked rhetorically. I shook me head as we walked into the brightly lit up market, with a joyful atmosphere. There was a perfect volume hum of chatter between the customers and the shop keepers yet most people seemed to be locals, which surprised me as to how Nathan had found the place.

'I heard about it from one of the guys when we went to do this interview and thought it sounded like the kind of thing you'd like,' Nathan said, almost as if he read my mind.

'Was going to say... I feel like we're the only tourists here,' I commented. He laughed.

'We probably are. You speak Spanish?'

'A little,' I gestured with my hand. He tugged at my hand and we walked deeper into the market.

There were many stalls and stands selling all sorts of items and food. Essentially, it's what you think of when you hear the words "cultural market". We carried on. We stopped at a food stall and I realised how hungry I was.

'Hungry?' he asked me. I nodded. He smiled. We had a look at the stuff and left with a small tray of canarian potatoes each. We walked around the market eating it and chatting.

'When's your birthday?' I decided to ask him, randomly.

'What?' he replied.

'Your birthday... When is it?' I asked.

'Erm.... The 18th- Hey! It's tomorrow!' he suddenly said and stopped.

'It is?' I asked. He nodded.

'It's the 17th today right? So tomorrow's the 18th of April. My birthday!' he said, smiling happily.

'Awh happy birthday for then. You're going to be... 18?' I asked him, remembering from the flight on the way here him telling me.

'18! Wow... Finally' he said, nodding.

'So are you going to get drunk then? I don't think there's any clubs around where we are,' I said. He laughed a little and shook his head.

'Nah.... We'll just stay in the hotel... Party some other time,' he said. I nodded and we carried on walking. I threw my empty polystyrene tray in the bin along with the fork, likewise with Nathan, and we walked over to another shop. It had loads of stones and place mats with quotes on. The quotes were quite inspirational so we bought one each and walked away, having a look at a few more stalls.

'Do you think there's a loo anywhere around?' he asked me as we walked to the end of the stalls. I shrugged.

'Go ask,' I said. He nodded and asked the shop keeper of the closest stall. He came back to me.

'I'll be back in a few minutes,' he said. He quickly kissed my cheek and walked off. Once he was out of sight, I immediately turned and headed directly to a shop that me and Nathan had been looking at beforehand, shaking away the thoughts of the kiss. I needed to get him a birthday present. What kind of a friend would I be if I didn't get him one!? I remembered that he'd been staring at small rock picture frame made out of "instruments" and "musical notes" that had been painted on to shapes. I understood why he liked it. So I quickly paid for it and got it wrapped and slid it into my bag. I walked back just in time to see Nathan walking back. He waved me over.

'Hey!' he said. I smiled.

'Hey,' I said. I then checked my watch. It was quarter past 11.

'We should get going now,' I said. He nodded and dialled the taxi number.

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This has been edited as of 24/01/17.

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Also exlink is of Lola's ringtone which used to be part of the story but I've since taken it out. Still a good song, go listen to it.