Here.
Again.
England had still looked dreary as it had been before I moved.
Kelsey and I had checked into our hotel straight after we got off our long flight, and since Kelsey wouldn't shut her mouth about Tom, it seemed longer than it already was.
Now, laying on the rock hard hotel bed that Kelsey and I were sleeping on until my nanny and gramp-gramp came back from their cruise, I stare at the ceiling tracing out the pattern on the ceiling.
"Gabi. I'm hungry," Kelsey whines, her stomach growling. The usual.
I get up, letting out a sigh, and pull out 20 pounds from my bag, throwing it at Kelsey. "Go and get something.
"But.. but... won't you come with me?"
"You're the one that's hungry right?" I ask her, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah..."
"Then go and get something." I say, tired. Even though we left at 6 in the morning, it was 7pm when we arrived in London. Yeah, I guess I should go.. I mean no harm would be done, right?
I get up, knowing that she will keep on bugging me to go with her, and that I will give in anyways because of my empty stomach. We both walk out of the room, Kelsey with the 20 pounds in her pocket, me with the hotel keys, locking the place up after.
Roaming the streets, we ned up finding one of my favourite little coffee shops from when I lived here, and we both went in. It was very small, and comfy, and not everyone knew about it, and that's why I loved it, because it was never that busy.
I go up to the counter, and ordered what I used to when I lived here in England, while examining the place, seeing some changes that they had made over the years. Kelsey ordered hers, and we both sat down, putting our sandwiches and coffee on the table.
It's weird thinking about it, but we have actually been travelling all day and haven't had something decent to eat. Atleast I know that this place is really good.
I take my sandwich, and take a big, crunchy bite out of it, remevering how good their sandwiches really were. I look at Kelsey as she takes her bite, and hear her say "MMMMMMMM." She gives me look like, why-the-hell-haven't-you-told-you-told-me-it-was-this-good look.
I say damn straight,and look straight out the window, admiring the view of our hotel. All of a sudden, a whirl of people are outside the window, flashing, chattering, and chaos. A large, muscular figure walks in with, long, black hair, and deep blue eyes that could go on forever. I look over at Kelsey, who's mouth is wide open, half eaten sandwich forgotten, and see tears welling in her eyes. I wonder what... and then I look back at the figure. My jaw drops as Kelsey faints to the floor.
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Sorry if there are any errors, I wrote it pretty quick. My sincere apologies that this chapter is late. I will try and be on time next week. Hope you enjoyed!
