{ANTHONY POV}
Niall came stumbling back with a tray with two glasses and a can. He places the tray down and we all reached out to get the drinks. "Thanks" I said to the waiter. He smiled before turning around and walking toward another table and whipping his notepad out. Amelia smiled at me as I sipped my drink. Brandon sighed, causing us all to look at him. "I'm hungry." He whined, sounding like a little kid. Amelia chuckled before standing up. "Just nipping to the toilet" she informed us. She pecked Brandon's cheek and gave me a quick grin before she turned the corner and opened the squeaky door. "So, my best mate is getting hitched." I say proudly, gleaming at Brandon's pouting face.
{BRANDON POV}
"So, my best mate is getting hitched." Anthony says to me. I'm still really hungry but I stop pouting and grin at him. "Yup!" I say, popping the 'p' "To a beautiful woman!" I exclaim proudly, looking at Amelia's empty seat. I love Amelia, shes perfect. Peach perfect. My happy thoughts are interrupted by a screaming coming from just outside the door. "The hell..." Anthony whisper-screams. I quickly jump out my seat and go investigate. A small crowd had already gathered. "Make room make room people!" A large plump woman shouts as she squeezes through the crowd. She has a first aid box, a wet towel and some water it her hands. "Uhh, ma'am? This lady," I begin, pointing to the now passed out body on the side walk. "She's unconscious. I know CPR if that helps..." She squeals and pushes me towards her. I raise an eyebrow as the woman as she scuttled off. I then get I work, helping this poor woman. She then wakes up just before I touch her and almost whacks me in the face with her handbag. "Watch it young man!" She screeches as she walked away as if nothing had happened. "Mental... She belongs in a home." I exclaimed as I climbed back onto my seat.
{AMELIA POV}
I walked into the bathroom in the cafe and wandered into an empty cubicle. I sit down on the toilet and quickly open my bag. After a minute of intense rummaging I finally find my toiletry bag. I whip out a panty liner and stick it on my underwear. I then pull up my underwear and skirt then come out the cubicle. I'm the only one I the bathroom. I pull out my makeup bag and re-apply my lipstick and mascara. I wash my hands then leave the bathroom and return to the table. "Food not here yet?" I ask disappointedly. Anthony nodded in reply.
[AUTHORS NOTE]
I know in Brandon's point of view the whole bit with the lady passing out makes no sense... P,us this chapter is TINY.
