Unbroken (Sequel To Love Is Definitely Not Always Fair)

Ch. 11 - The UK isn't all that brilliant

I stared up at the tour bus, sighing. I had better get this confrontation over and done with, or there was a high chance that Kieran would storm over to the BOTDF bus and it would turn into a fistfight between him and Jayy.

I pushed the door open tentatively, looking round for any sign of the guys.

‘Hello?’

‘Skittles!’

Blade was the first to rush over and hug me, pulling me off my feet. I gasped in his tight hold – I was sure I had just felt about three of my ribs break.

‘Blade!’ I exclaimed. ‘Air please!’

He let me go, placing me back on my feet. ‘I am sorry for all of yesterday Skittles, its just I though Kieran needed to know that -….’

‘That I’m not five years old, I know Blade.’ I finished.

‘Is she back?!’

Kieran poked his head round, and upon seeing me, ran over and hugged me too.

‘God, what is it with you lot and breaking my ribcage?’ I questioned.

‘Sorry! Sorry!’ Kieran let me go, and gave a sheepish grin. ‘I was just worried about you Skittles.’

‘I had gathered that one.’ I said, rolling my eyes.

‘Now you guys have stopped suffocating her, can someone please go buy some cookies?’ pouted Alex.

‘Why don’t you?’ asked Kieran.

‘He betted all his money away on how many shots Blade could down before he couldn’t walk in a straight line last night.’ Said Raven idly, leafing through the notes in his hand.

‘Geez, you go away for one night and this is what you miss.’ I sighed.

‘UK! UK! UK!’

‘You guys are acting like little kids.’ Said Kieran, shaking his head.

‘Oh lighten up Kieran!’ said Alex.

‘Yeah!’ said Blade, from where he was running around the airport, me on his shoulders. ‘Anyone know where I can buy some Skittles for Skittles?’

‘To anyone who didn’t know that she was called Skittles, that would have been a very weird thing to hear.’ Said Raven. ‘Does the UK even have Skittles?’

‘Oh lets go find the tour bus!’ I shouted. ‘Sod the fucking skittles!’

‘That’s more like it!’ chuckled Blade, as he ran out the building, skidding to a halt as he saw it.

‘Woah! The UK have it down!’ he laughed.

‘That is massive!’ I exclaimed.

‘Holy shit.’ Alex stared up at the bus.

Blade had already opened the door, and him and me were looking round in awe.

‘Jesus.’ Kieran followed us on, his eyes drinking in the sight.

‘Is there any food?’ I rolled my eyes as Raven leapt on, running towards the fridge.

He pulled the door open, and his face lit up.

‘They’ve got motherfucking jaffa cakes!’

‘JAFFA CAKES!’ Blade put me down and I ran over to Raven, who grinned as he handed me some.

‘Don’t think you’re going to hog the whole packet!’ I exclaimed.

‘I can feel I’m going to have to go out later to buy some.’ Sighed Kieran, rolling his eyes.

Kieran sighed.

'Kieran, can I have some Jaffa Cakes?" I whined, doing the puppydog.

We had been in the UK a few days now. Kieran looked at me and chuckled.

'Only becuse it's nearly your birthday. I'll go out later tonight for some.'

Later that night, once it had stopped, he left the bus, as promised.

‘He does know that they drive on the left over here?’ I questioned.

‘He’ll be fine.’ Dismissed Raven.

Alex was busy playing against Blade on the Xbox, and Raven was sitting there, writing.

‘Hey, Skittles, come help me, I think I’m onto something here with these lyrics.’ He called.

I went over, and was examining them, when the door burst open, and Jayy and Dahvie got on.

‘They’re here.’ Said Jayy.

A woman stepped on, in a jacket and a porkpie hat.

‘Ah. I am sorry for this, but earlier tonight, we were called to a scene, 999.’ She began.

We had all slowly risen to our feet.

‘And, it seems a drunk driver had started to drive on the pavement, and he has hit someone. And, we have identified him.’

Her brown eyes connected with my grey ones.

‘I’m sorry, but the person is Kieran.’