I had just finished recording with the boys and was so ready to get a drink, I had been thinking about where to go, initially I thought I would go down to Soho and find a bar to unwind at, because all the boys were busy, they were off to get ready for a party.
I had rung a few of my friends asking if they were free but most of them weren't in London and the rest had other plans. I guess it would be a solo night for me.
I was about to leave the studio when Cara called me, telling me she was also out for a drink with a few of our friends and asked me to come, it had been ages since I saw her last so I agreed and she sent me her location.
The drive there wasn't too long and when I had got up to the bar, I walked over to Cara's table, gave her a quick hug, shook everyone else's hands and sat down. "I ordered the drinks" she said with a grin, I smiled and shook my head. We caught up and were talking about our new projects and how everything had been going so far with me in One Direction.
I have to give it to her; this is the most sublime view I've seen in a while. I was just looking at the view and loosing myself in my thoughts for a second when I felt someone tap on my shoulder.
I turned around and the last person I expected to be here was here. "Lynn?" I asked in a confused tone, "Hazza" she replied looking equally confused , I couldn't stop myself, I got up immediately and basically picked her up in such a tight hug if it was any tighter, she could've been hurt.
This girl, Lynn, is the most enigmatic person I've ever met. She would always just show up in Holmes Chapel for a few months every year, we had the same friend group, and she was close to my sister, so we used to hangout when she was back.
I had always felt like I had known her but I would realise that I actually barely know anything about her. No one knew anything about her, but she had this energy that would make you feel as though you knew her. I believe she wasn't always like this though, hopefully one day I'll find out why.
I didn't have so much as her phone number and all her social media was run by her PR Team; she was virtually invisible.
I had missed her dearly, and I had no way to contact her when she wasn't back here. She had changed so much from the last time I saw her; her beautiful brown curls fell down to her collar bones, her light brown eyes were glimmering under the light, her lips were a wonderous pink shade, she was wearing this mind-blowing dress that fell so perfectly on her, and her cheeks had a rosy tint from the cold.
In Holmes Chapel she would walk around in sweatpants and an old band t-shirt with her hair in a messy bun, but she was still prepossessing.
"I can't believe I'm seeing you, I thought you weren't coming back to London for a while" I said, "We all knew it was only a matter of time before I got back, and surprise, I'm here for good" she replied, "You're here for good?!" I questioned in shock, she just chuckled and nodded.
Before this she would come to Holmes Chapel unannounced and she would only tell me she's leaving a day before she did. I had no idea where she would go when she left for months, hell I didn't even know where she would go when she left for a few weeks. I always thought it was a holiday or something that she would leave for which until today I have no idea if it was.
She then looked at her friend which I did not recognise who was giving her a "let's go" look, she quickly said goodbye, waved to everyone else and left. I stood there in shock, I had no idea I was going to see her, seeing that it had been more than a year since the last time we hung out and I wasn't living In Holmes Chapel anymore but life always surprises you, I guess.
I turned around and was facing my table when everyone started asking how I knew Lynn. They were also starstruck considering she is one of the biggest artists of our generation.
"She's an old friend" I said and they all gave me a "go on" look but I changed the topic. The rest of the night was fun, I couldn't stop thinking about Lynn, about where I would see her next, what she meant by here for good, all of these questions that I could not answer.
Louis and Zayn had been sending me snaps of them on some crazy yacht on the Thames, they were telling me the party was organised by one of their friend's friend, Amara, but I had never heard that name before. When I asked who the party was being thrown for, they said someone named Kat but I did not know a Kat.
Through all of the snaps, one caught my eye, Louis had put a caption on the snap that said Kattttt! I looked closer and I saw Lynn and the friend she was with popping bottles of champagne and showering everyone with it. My eyes nearly popped out of my head; how did Lynn know them? I was buzzed from the drinks but sober enough to recognise that it was definitely her.
I texted Zayn to send me his location, 15 minutes later he replied. Zayn had told me they were at the Blackfriars pier and some of the people were going to leave the yacht. I called my driver to pick me up, said goodbye to Cara and the rest before leaving Sabine to get to the pier.
I had to see her, there's no way I could let her leave without seeing her. I couldn't call or text her and I missed her too much to let our two-minute meeting be the only one after not seeing each other for a year.
It was about a 10-minute drive before we got there, I could not believe what was Infront of me, a sleek looking multimillion dollar yacht. To be fair I was fairly new to this whole celebrity world but again I thought, why was Lynn here? I had never heard the boys mention her and we basically talk about everything.
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Some people were leaving but I didn't recognise them, I then saw Zayn, Louis, Niall and Liam on the boat. They were all doing shots, I could hear the music from here, then I saw her, Lynn, just standing there, the blue and red lights shining on her, watching everyone leave, she realised someone was walking towards the yacht but I don't think she recognised me.
