Christmas on detours [One Direction/Liam Payne]

2. Liam

"Brooke? Hey..Brooke?" Harry looks at me like he wants to ask me something. "She hung up.", I answer his silent question. "That doesn't sound good...is she mad?", Louis asks. I sigh. "Of course she is. Brooke really loves Christmas and now she has to spend it alone. I had imagined something quite different for this evening." "Sure, we know what you had imagined, Payno.", Niall tries to make me smile. I just look annoyed at him and stand up. "I'm going to take a walk to find out if there are some news about the plane." Harry puts his hand on my shoulder. "I'm really sorry for telling you that,bro, but I talked to the information guy about two minutes ago."I hide myself in my hands and sit down again. "I have exactly eight hours to get to Heathrow, alright?" "What if you won't do it? What if you will need more time?" Louis is really fucked up. I pull a small little box out of my jacket. "If I don't arrive in time, I guess she will leave me." Just the thought of Brooke laying in another boy's arm makes me wanna cry."You wanna pop the question? Really?" Niall sounds excited."Actually, I wanna spend the rest of my life with her.""Oh. Liam...." Niall hugs me and one moment later the other boys join us. "Congrats, Payno.", Louis mutters. "She hasn't said yes, yet." To be honest, I feel a bit nervous. "Sowe have to do everything to make her say yes." Harry removes from our hug. "Oh please, Styles, Liam might not be a perfect match like me but he's a good man.", Louis jokes around. "Hey!That's not fair!" I complain. "Aww, Liam....you know they meant it in a caring way.", Niall explains to me with a grin on his face. Harry returns to our group. "I have some good and some bad news. What do you wanna hear first?" He smiles a bit. "The bad ones. I bet my mood can't even get worse." I tell him."Aaaalright....the bad news first: Our plane won't leave 'til 8pm today." I really thought I can't feel much worse but now I know that I can. "8pm?! Are they serious?! It's Christmas Eve!"I shout angrily. "But..." Harry is a louder than me. "I, Mr. Harry Edward Styles, got a map to walk to the next train station and go to London by bus." Harry seems really proud of himself, but in the faces of the other boys I can see that they are as amused as I am about a five and a half hour trip by bus. As Harry realizes our lack of enthusiasm he punches us in the shoulder. "Oh, come on boys! That sounds like an adventure!", he tries to motivate us. "Naaah Harry...we're a bit too old for this kind of adventure.", Louis says. "Oh please, Tommo, you sound like an old lad. I'm in, Harry." Niall gives Harry a high-five. I examine Louis and sigh. "If you go without me, I guess it will end up in chaos." So I sit down next to Niall and Harry. "I still think this plan is absolutely bullshit, but I don't wanna wait here alone so...I'm in.", Louis defers. Harry looks at his map. "Alright. Take your luggage, boys. My name is Harry and I'm your guide for our upcoming journey. Come on, hurry up, we have to go in this direction", Harry makes his voice sound awkward and points to the left. "Harry, you slob, you have to turn the map!" I laugh. "Oh dear..." Louis sighs.

After we asked for the way out of the airport for almost 100 times, we arrive at the Paris train station. I guess we really look strange with our black suitcases which look all the same, our black sunglasses and hoodies. I have no idea how we made it through the crowd without getting noticed by fans but, finally we arrive at the platform where our bus is leaving. When the bus arrives, we hurry up to get inside. I smile. "Don't worry, Babe,I'm on my way home." I whisper to myself whilst watching all the people outside. "You really miss her, don't you?" Louis smiles at me softly. "To be honest, I miss her like crazy. I'm so glad to know that I'll hold her in my arms in a few hours.""Aww, Liam. You know, usually I don't believe in true love, but you and Brooke are perfect for each other." Niall hugs me. I kiss his cheek. "Thank you, Nialler. I really hope, she's the one." The bus drives onto the highway as we get interrupted by the bus driver who welcomes us on board of his bus. "Welcome,ladies and gentlemen, my name is Bill and I'm your bus driver for this trip. Our trip goes from Paris over Díon and Basel, straight to Vienna. I hope you enjoy your trip!" The boys and I look at each other before we all look at Harry. "Vienna?! Are you serious, Harold! I need to get to London!", I grumble. Why is it so damn hard to get to London today? It's like there's someone who doesn't want me to fix my relationship with my girlfriend. Someone who really wants to make me mad. "I-I could swear we took the right bus...", Harry starts. "But we are on the wrong bus!"I really don't know what to do. My plane will take off in about 6 and a half hours and I'm in the completely wrong bus which will take me further away from my girlfriend than I am right now. I lay my head against the window and start to cry. I usually don't cry, but I can't imagine a life without Brooke. "Hey...Liam. We gonna make it,aright?" Louis strokes my hair.