Exotic (One Direction Fanfic)

chapter 9

MEME’S POV

“Thank you Mr. Wilson.” I said with a gentle smile on my face.

“You’re very welcome ladies,” Mr. Wilson pushed his chair away from his desk and stood up. “Now come back, or give me a call if girls need anything or have any questions, yeah?”

Lola and I stood up from the couches and each shook the man’s hands. I looked back at our parents to see them still sitting down. I looked at Lola then to Mr. Wilson and back to our parent’s confusion written all over my face.

“Sweetie, could you two step outside for a bit we must ask Mr. Wilson a few questions” I felt everyone at the room gazing at Lola and I and I looked back at my parents who which only gave me a nod. I opened the door and held it out for Lola. We went down to the end of the hallway and pressed the elevator down button.

I ran my hand through my hair and tried to smooth it out. “What do you think they’re asking? Why are they being so secretive! They’re not the ones who will be living with absolute strangers!” I looked over at Lola with an amused expression; she really did worry a lot.

I put my hand on her shoulder as if to assure her that it’ll be okay. I felt myself jump when I heard that the elevator was here. The ride down was mostly silent except for the soft humming of elevator music. The doors opened at the car garages at the level our car was parked. I waited for Lola to unlock the car before I got in and reclined the chair all the way back.

I was mentally and physically tired, I felt my body relax with every soothing breathe I took. Turning my head slightly I saw that Lola was lost in her own world deep in thought, her eyes where glazed over and you feel her tenseness oozing off her body. I’m not one to pry but not knowing what was on her mind bothered me. For the past week Lola has been more secluded and kept to herself, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

“Lola.” I left my eyes closed but I could hear from the creaking of her seat that she was not paying attention and had snapped out of her thoughts. “Lola we’re going to be okay. Don’t even think about it, we won’t be alone we’ll have a family that will take care of us and worse comes to worse we could move out on our own and find a small apartment near our university.” I still had my eyes closed and began to imagine how our lives will be in just a couple of months and even though were leaving for school purposes we can make the best of it.

LOLAS POV

I know I was throwing this all out of proportion and I know that meme is probably right, its just that my mind keep thinking of  all the ‘what if’s’ I know that if I keep dwelling on this then I’ll drive myself insane. I decided I'm going to think like Meme. I’m going to have a faith, and not worry about it. Turning my head to look at Meme I quietly whispered “I hope you’re right” but she was already asleep. I took a deep breath and blew it out through my mouth. I pulled down the visor from the roof of the car and took a look at myself through the mirror. The bags under my eyes were evident and my hair was flying in all directions I decided the best I could do to fix it was to just put it up.

Tightening the hair tie a bit more I heard the vibration of my phone against the cars dashboard. I quickly picked it up and read the message from my dad saying that Meme and I could head home. I put on my seat belt and drove out of the garage while putting on some music but making sure to turn down the volume so that meme would stay asleep.

The way home was unusually quiet because Meme was asleep but it gave me time to think about the past two days. I still don’t believe it honestly. I could just be dreaming, or the stress has gotten to my head I hallucinated the entire thing.

I turned the engine of the car off and unbuckled my seat belt turning my body to face a still sleeping Meme. I gently shook her shoulder and got no reaction out of her. So I shook her a little harder and she stirred and woke blinking multiple times. I held a small smile on my face, “come on sleepy head, they boys are waiting for us.”

At the mention of the boys her eyes widened up a bit and I knew she was awake now. Before we left we told the boys what we were doing and we told them that they could make themselves at home and that we’d be back shortly.

I stepped out of our car and closed the door and locked the doors. I walked up to our door with Meme in tow. I opened the door to our apartment and stepped inside.

“We’re back guys!” I yelled throughout the apartment. But got no response. I looked at meme who was sporting a confused face.

“Maybe they went back to sleep?” she suggested? I only shrugged. We set our things on the counter and began to look. We both split up and began shouting their name but not once got a response.

“LOLA!!” I heard Meme shout my name urgently. I was upstairs checking out the rooms but I couldn’t find them, her voice sounded distant enough so she was downstairs that much I could tell. I began to run down the stairs when I heard her yell my name again. I felt my heart beat quicken. I found Meme sitting on top of the counter in the kitchen.

I was confused at first but then I saw her holding a sheet of paper. When she looked up at me I saw her eyes we glazed over with tears threating to spill out. Confused, I ran over to her and eloped her in a big hug. I pulled back and looked over at her face.

“Meme what’s wrong? What happened” she just shook her head and muttered they’re gone. She looked down at the paper in her hand and held it out to me.

I gave her a confused and curious look. But nonetheless I took the paper from her hand and read over it. it turned out to be a letter that  read:

Dear Meme & Lola,

            We just want to thank you guys for helping us out. Without you guys we probably wouldn’t have met two amazing and beautiful girls, both inside and out. We’re sorry that we weren’t able to say good bye but management called us and told us that they were sending a car to come and bring us to the airport. We asked them if we could wait until you guys came home so that we could at least thank you and give our thanks but they said that we wasted enough time as it is and that we needed to get back to work. Hopefully this isn’t our final goodbye and we meet again someday. You have our numbers so don’t be shy to contact us. Again, thank you for all your help. And we wish you guys the best of luck with your lives and your collage. Sorry, good bye we won’t forget you two.

            Love ,

Harry, Niall, Zayn, Liam and Lou

I knew I was crying because my vision was blurry I reread the letter over again and again. We didn’t even get to say goodbye. I put the letter on the table and hugged Meme. We were both feeling down and need a hug.

I just couldn’t believe it. they were gone.