Chapter 5.
-Olivia's P.O.V-
Saying goodbye to Danielle, was harder than I thought it would be. My eyes were still puffy from all the crying I'd done this morning, but I didn't care. Today wasn't about me, today was about moving on and saying a very emotional goodbye to my best friend.
Danielle had promised to check up on me every so often, she was so worried that something bad was going to happen. As soon as she stepped into the check in lounge, she smiled reassuringly at me through the glass windows. I wanted so badly to just run up to her and hug her, but I knew I couldn't. With one last wave, I turned and headed to go catch a taxi.
"Alrigh' love. Where to?" The taxi drivers cockney accent brought a smile to my lips. Some of these drivers were so sweet, others grumpy gits but I suppose you get used to it eventually. After giving him Louis' address, we set off. I ended up explaining my situation to him, listening intently to his advice and thanking him when he charged me less than the normal fare.
The familiar comforting smell of vanilla and aftershave greeted me as I stepped into the apartment. It was surprisingly tidy for an apartment shared by two guys. I felt the overwhelming urge to burst into tears right then and there, squeezing my eyes shut and taking in deep breaths I attempted to regain my composure. I climbed the stairs and pulled myself reluctantly into the room me and Louis used to share. Picking up the little things that were mine I plopped them into a canvas bag. I never realised just how many of the things in this room was so sentimental to me. I couldn't take them all, because that would just be considered stealing. But I knew that if some of the things were missing then no one would really mind.
I couldn't stay here anymore. There were too many good memories, and a few bad. As quickly as possible I flung the rest of my stuff into my bag and flung it over my shoulder. Storming out of the apartment, I felt a sudden twinge. I caught me by surprise, but when nothing else happened I dismissed it and carried on.
Danielle had given me her spare keys, I was now staying in her house...well until she got back. But until then, I could call this place home. I slid onto the soft cushioned sofa, just as the twins decided to start a football match with each other. I rubbed my hand gently over my belly trying to soothe the pain, it was only when the pain suddenly disappeared did I begin to worry.Quirking my eyebrows slightly I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I was thinking of ringing Dani, but I realised she'd still be on her plane.
If the pain gets worse, I'll call her later. I promised myself.
I spent the rest of the day cleaning the house, and baking cakes. By 4 I was shattered and bored out of my mind. I had nothing to do and the pains had been driving me mad all day. Huffing and puffing I reached for my phone deciding that now would be a good time to ring Dani.
"Hello!"
"Hey Dani."
"Oh hey! How you doing?" Her bubbly voice brought a smile to my cheeks.
"Im okay..." I mummered. I already knew that Danielle would pick up on the tone of my voice.
"Olivia?! Is everything alright? What's happened? Tell me..."
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Stand By You (COMPLETED)
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