Lost In Your Tattoos || l.p.

twenty-eight

👑Reagan👑

We arrive a long time later at a small airport. I groggily open my eyes as Mica shakes me roughly.

"Why is it so hard to wake you?"
"I was hibernating, actually," I laugh in response to her remark. Mica just giggles to herself and stretches in her seat. I glance out the window to see piles of pale snow. A large airport building with full-length windows gave me a look into busy floors of people.

"Where are we?," I ask Liam, as he grabs our carry-ons.
"You'll see," is all I get in response.

We hustle off of the plane and into the terminals. I immediately recognize the Italian accents and gape at my surroundings. Wonder-struck, I admire the huddles of foreigners. Here, I'm the outsider, and for some reason, that gives me comfort. A sturdy arm is flung around my shoulders and an honest smile makes it's way onto my face.

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Unbeknown to me, Liam speaks fluent Italian. His uncle was purebred Italian and made it his goal to teach Liam Italian. The small building we settled into has true, Italian charm. Stone walls, accented by mosaic flower pots.

"How did you make this happen, Liam?", I question in complete awe.
"I get around." A simple, yet effective way of preventing a nosy girl from getting into your business. I spent thirty minutes exploring the property, when we arrived.

Instead of grass, our backyard was water. Beautiful, Italian H2O. Gondolas floated peacefully, tied to neighboring docks. I'd never seen something so grand in my entire life. Our house had a small, wooden dock out back with two patio chairs. I rested my legs in the chair, opposite of me, and peacefully watched as love-struck adults floated down the canal.

I sense a large figure behind me and whip around to meet Liam's gaze. "I'm done."

"With what?", I inquire.
"With the gang. I called Harry before we got on the plane and I told him that I wasn't going to be back for a long while."

I was stunned. Liam would give up a life of sex, money, luxury... for us? He soon gave me the answer to the question that began circling my head.

"I tied up all of my loose ends and ended all of my connections to that life", Liam relayed to me.
"What about Harry, Niall, Zayn, and Louis?"
"Harry, Zayn, and Niall are meeting up with us here. Louis wanted to live his own life in the States."

I was elated to discover that almost all of the people I actually liked are going to be here. Unfortunately, two of them won't join us. Mica's parents were upset when Mica explained that she was going to travel with me for a while. But nevertheless, they bought her plane tickets and gave her heaps of money. Mica commented they would be back from the Bahamas tomorrow night. Hopefully, they'll visit.

After my parents died, Mica's family had taken me in. They sheltered me, gave me a home, they were even going to help me pay for law school. But university can wait. Right now, I have everything I need. My best friend, the man I'm in love with, and an unprecedented satisfaction of my wanderlust.

For once in my life, everything I need, is everything I want.

Life is grand.

Author's Note⬇️

This is the last chapter in this form. There are a few more chapters to go and hopefully, they'll be satisfactory. I'd just like to thank everyone who has read, voted, and shared this story. You guys are the sheer definition of "perfect". If you have any stories of your own, that you want me to take a look at, comment on the sentence below this paragraph. Thank you guys, I love you all so much. 👑❤️

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