11.
After everything that happened yesterday, all I wanted to do is go home and go to bed. That's why I'm currently on my way to the airport with my bags packed. I told Amy that I needed to go home and of course she tired to persuade me to stay. I know I shouldn't be running away from my problems but that's all I wanted to do. I wanted to be alone, I didn't want to see his face.
I liked him. I really did, I really do. I still like him. I can't just suddenly erase my feelings from him as soon as he kisses someone else. Well, I think more than a kiss has happened.
Amy said that he's been like that with Lauren ever since they got here so who knows what happened between them. I feel more embarrassed than angry. I feel embarrassed because I got played, I was made to look like an idiot.
I arrive at the airport and pay the driver, taking my bag in the hand. I head towards the terminal my plane was in. I hand the lady my passport and my ticket, before she lets me enter. I take a glance behind me before walking forward.
I don't know why but a small part of me thought that I'd turn around and Brad would be standing there, begging me to stay. He's probably cuddled up to Lauren, kissing her instead of me.
As I find my seat, I sit down, putting my headphones in. I manage to fall asleep and I'm awoken by a flight attendant.
"We're arrived in London." She says, politely.
I quietly thank her and grab my bag, making my way off the plane. I jump in a taxi which takes me back to the apartment.
I wanted to be at home. Not here, at home with my parents in Wales. What am I supposed to do when the boys come back? Let's face it, we weren't going to find a place anyway. London is just too busy. I don't know why I thought coming here would help me solve my dilemma of not knowing what to do with my life. I pick up my phone, dialling my mum's number.
"Hello?" She says.
"Hello Mum, I'm coming home." I say, not being able to get my words out properly.
"What?" She says, not being able to understand what I just said.
"I want to come home." I say, feeling the tears stream down my face.
"What's the matter love?" She says, sounding concerned.
I tell her everything that has happened. She then brags about how she knew going to London was the wrong decision for me. But it wasn't London, it was Brad. However, she was very understanding and said she'd be waiting for me.
I take a taxi to the train station and buy a ticket for the next train passing into Cardiff Central. I don't have to wait long before the train arrives. I settle my stuff down on the seat next to me and put my headphones in.
I go to turn on my music when Amy starts to ring me. I hesitate before answering, "Hello?" I say quietly.
"Hey, are you home yet?" She says, sounding concerned.
"Yeah, I got home around an hour ago." I say, not being able to tell her where I was actually going.
I feel so bad. We were going to experience London together and have fun and now I'm running away from it all.
"What are you doing now?" She says, questioning me.
"Um." I say, gulping before telling her the truth.
"I'm going home Aim, I can't stay there." I say, feeling the tears slowly start to form again.
"What?" She says, the sadness in her voice becoming clearer.
"I'm going home, back home." I say again.
"Don't you dare let Brad push you away from London Grace. We can find another place to stay, we don't have to stay with them!" She says, trying to convince me to stay.
"Aim, I'm already on the train." I say, almost crying.
"Well fucking get off it! You're not leaving Grace, I won't let you. London was supposed to be our thing. Please don't leave." She says, her voice beginning to shake.
"It's for the best Aim. London wasn't working out anyway."
There's a silence between us before I hear her crying. A tear rolls down my cheek before I say, "I'll see you soon, I promise."
She mumbles something else before hanging up the phone. I hope I haven't upset her. It's just it is the best for me to go home, she would understand if she was in my situation.
Brad's P.O.V
I'm such an idiot. I don't know why I did that to Grace, I didn't mean to hurt her. I didn't want to hurt her. I just feel so lonely sometimes and Lauren understood that and she was there when Grace couldn't be.
I hear Amy crying on the phone trying to persuade Grace to stay. I'm guessing she's come home to Wales. I was the one person to drive her away from London. Nice one, Brad.
I put my head in my hands and sigh loudly. The boys don't understand because they knew how much she liked me. I still don't understand why I did what I did now. I wasn't thinking. Why did I think it was alright to do something like that to her?
"You're such an idiot." I hear Amy say as she enters the room.
"Oh fuck off." I mumble under my breath. I know what I've done and I don't need to be reminded.
"What did you say?" Connor says, standing up in front of her. Oh great.
"I didn't say anything mate." I say, scrolling through my phone.
"If it wasn't for you Grace would still be here. You had to go and ruin it didn't you." Amy says, sounding annoyed and upset.
"I didn't mean to hurt her for fuck sake. You've all been looking at me like it was my intention. I don't know why I did it. I have feelings for her fucking hell and I never meant to hurt her!" I shout, standing up and walking out of the room.
Grace's P.O.V
After around an hour and a half, I arrive in Cardiff. I phone my mum to tell her that I've arrived. Shortly after, she picks me up and takes me home. It feels good to be home again. When I'm upset, all I want to be is at home.
I unpack my suitcase and quickly fall into bed.
