Holidays Are The Best Getaway

France

As they sat in a cute little French cafe , the girls began to talk about how they felt after the ferry .

Naya began to shake her leg earning a look from Layla.

" What! Don't judge me I have like jet lag or something ."

Layla snorted as she heard her friends description of what was probably pins and needles ; Her hands cupped the large chic coffee mug .

Maxi sat down with her latte and pulled a funny face before mixing it.

" OMG this is like totally super duper cool!"

Sarah said - doing her impression of a typical girl in Starbucks - as she sat down . The girls chuckled as they shook their heads.

" We really need to get exploring !"

Naya said getting nods and agreements .

This had to be a holiday they would remember because Maxi and Sarah were trying to forget about loved ones as was Layla but her goals rather than love and Naya just wanted to chill out , maybe find someone.

At the airport the Spanish team had finally landed and they were all grouchy as anything .

" Marc get your stupid selfy stick!"

Gerard shouted at the younger footballer who looked angry but not as Gerard was .

He took his stick and walked over to Munir , he had no clue what was wrong with Geri but he was being really nasty.

" Calm down ."

Fernando said to Geri as he walked by , the boys had no idea what each had been through yet but each of them began to get annoyed with the nastiness.

As they all walked into their allocated rooms the maids brought up the most up to date news in the magazines and slipped them under the doors .

Gerard walked towards the door and and picked up the gossip , he then stood back up before jumping on his bed then comfortably setting .

He flicked open the first page - something he'd regret - and saw in massive italic writing : Shakira's New Boy.

Behind the yellow writing was a picture of Shakira with him holding hands walking into a familiar restaurant.

Gerard restrained from tearing up

How could she? I'm heartbroken and she hasn't even hesitated to wait a few months.

He skipped that page and saw the other one which had another picture of them two being really cosy.

A picture spoke a thousand words .

Then the next page had a picture of him on it wondering where he had gone , what had happened to him?

Rage ran up his bones , he threw the magazine on the floor then picked up the lamp by its body before smashing . He then got up and walked straight to the bathroom to have a shower and maybe wash away his anger .

Desperation was real at this point to rid of the past . He didn't want to think about Shakira and her man , he had nothing on Gerard !

He kept reminding himself ...

Cesc opened the door with half of a kitkat in his mouth and the other in his hand as well as a bag of munchies.

His eyes widened as he saw the glass everywhere .

The eff happened up in here ? I swear to god if he's had a party without me I will not be happy .

" Geri?"