Never leave me

Chapter Twenty-Three ~Rain~

I was shivering, it was so cold and I was only wearing running clothes. My phone rang, Noah again. I turned it off, and placed it back in my pocket. He had called me 7 times already, but I just couldn't bare to talk to him, to anyone. I was noticeably cold, people looked at me like I was crazy. My hair looked like I had just gotten out of the shower.

Two men approached me, obviously noticing that I was crying and cold. One was tall, probably 6ft with blonde hair, the other shorter, with brown hair pulled up messily into a baseball cap. The brown haired one sat next to me, shutting off what seemed to be a vloging camera.

"Are you ok, love?" He asked.

Love!? Oh it's just the British accent, they say that right? I just couldn't deal with that word right now, he saw the shock and horror on my face and looked confused.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He said, his eyes showed sympathy.

I admired him trying to be sweet and all, but I just wanted to be alone.

"I-I'm just not from around here." I said.

I could tell that they could notice, with my Boston accent and all it wasn't hard to tell I wasn't from Britain. He smiled looking at the tall one.

"I'm not either." The tall one said laughing.

I laughed also, from his accent you could defiantly tell he was from some part of Africa.

"Why don't we go inside? Our flat is right there." The brunette said pointing towards a building across the street.

I nodded, standing up from the bench. The only reason I agreed was because there was no way I was going home were Noah and Phil would be waiting for me.

We walked across the street and got to the front door of the building. The brunette opened the door for me, which was very kind. And I entered as the blonde trailed behind us. I followed the brunette into his home. It was very modern and beautifully decorated, not bad for two guys.

In the kitchen I noticed a brunette sitting in a chair on her laptop. Her hair curled in a ponytail.

"Oh babe this is um...." The brunette laughed. "I didn't even ask your name."

I smiled. "Caitlin."

"Well Caitlin, I'm Joe" he pointed to the tall blonde. "This is Caspar." Caspar smiled at me and waved. "And this is my girlfriend, Bridget." He said pointing to the girl in the kitchen.

"Bridget, the girl who me and Noah knocked over her paperwork Bridget?" I asked chuckling a little.

Joe and Caspar looked at us confused, and Bridget laughed.

"I knew you looked familiar!" She said. "Now why the fuck are you so wet? Did karma make you fall in a river?" She asked making us all laugh.

"More like sat on a bench contemplating my decisions in life." I said.

They all gave me sympathetic looks. Wow I really brought the mood down. I guess I just wasn't in the cheery mood.

"Aww hon. Let's get you washed up." Bridget said.

I liked them already.