Two Mermaids and One Direction

Chapter XXIII

Brittany's POV

I swam for hours and hours, when I saw the sun setting over the horizon, I knew the sharks would be near shore. 6 days. 6 more days with the person I've never felt better around. Only 6 more days with Louis Tomlinson. With One Direction. I felt more tears as I swam as fast as possible, not near humanly fast.

When I reached the shore, I lay down for about 5 minutes before my feet returned. When I rolled over I saw Louis hovering above me.

"Hey," He spoke.

"Hi..."

"Can we talk?" He asked timidly.

"I guess I can't keep avoiding this conversation," I said as I stood up, brushing the sand off my denim cuffed shorts- paired with an off white blouse and brown sandals.

We started walking along the beach, so I took my shoes off and held them in my hand.

"Look, we have options. We can break up," I winced a bit when he mentioned that "or... you and the girls can come live with us in London!"

I was pretty shocked by this. Leave Frankie and live with Louis? I was only 18... It was so soon. I'd known these guys for 3 weeks.

But three weeks was enough time to fall in love. Three weeks was enough time to decide who you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

"I'd love to live with you guys!" I yelled. Lou grinned before enveloping me in his arms.

Life is good.

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The next morning, Louis and I were going to Starbucks. It was right down the block, so we would probably walk. I showered, brushed my teeth, and put on my clothes. They were red denim shorts, a red and white striped shirt, and a red beanie. I laced up my white Vans and flicked my wavy, shoulder length hair over my shoulder before walking out my bedroom door.

"Brittany!"

"Frankie!" I yelled before being wrapped in his arms. "I gotta go now, but we can talk later!" I remembered back to last night when I told him about me moving to London with the boys. He was sad, but he agreed. I pushed open the front door and walked about 6 blocks to the boys' house.

I knocked twice on the front door to see Louis, practically wearing my outfit. It was a bit scary, actually. He was wearing a blue and white striped shirt, dark blue denim shorts that reached his knees, a dark blue beanie, and white vans. Wow. Ironic, much?

"Twinsies!" He exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. "Picture time!" He laughed. Ok then. He held out his iPhone 5 with the camera lense facing us. First we took a funny one, then a nice one, then one of us kissing. I took his phone and sent them all to myself.

We walked down the street to the cafe, cracking jokes the entire time.

I sat at the table at Starbucks sipping my vanilla bean ice coffee. Yup, simple drink at Starbucks today. Louis walked back from the trash with his glasses and fake moustache on. He didn't wanna be recognized. I giggled a bit before putting my mouth back on the straw and sipping it one last time before throwing it out. Lou grabbed my hand as we strolled out of the place.

About two hours later, we all had our plan. All the girls, including Taylor- who was a good friend, would be moving to London in a week and a half, so we'd have time to pack and say goodbye. So we'd all be without our boyfriends for about 4 days. The boys would meet us at the airport 15 minutes after the flight to take us to the bank to exchange money. Then we'd go to our 'flat' as they call them to move in. We girls had our own flat, just... Because.

There was just one major problem. Cassie and I couldn't swim. London isn't near the sea so we can't get proper exercise for our tails. So we also went on tour with the boys. Luckily, their next gig was in Doncaster, so we could move in while they were performing. Then we'd go somewhere by the beach where their tour location was. The boys had lots of beach performances, thank god. I found that REALLY ironic, but let it slide.

"Everybody set?" Liam asked, scooting closer to Lily and snaking an arm around her shoulders. Everybody nodded.

"Then let's go pack!" Louis yelled, and we all nodded in agreement..

I left Cassie's house and headed back to my own home, running over to my room as soon as I got there.

I took out two suitcases and a duffel bag carry on. My first suitcase was quite large, so I stuffed it with all my clothes, pajamas, underwear, and jewelry and accessories. I saved some clothes for before we leave.

My next suitcase held my toiletries, pillows, blankets, and photos. I looked at a very special one. It showed my parents, Grace and I at Walt Disney when I was 12. Before the "accident." Gavin's voice was stuck in my head

"I killed them!" just kept replaying. But it's over now. Everybody is aware of my existance.

I heard the door open downstairs and someone walk down the hall to my room.

"Grace kinda looks like you." A quiet voice spoke from behind me. I whipped around to meet Louis' gaze, before jumping into his arms and quietly sobbing.

"Why would somebody do this? " I whispered. Gavin never liked me. Apparently not when I was 12. But I went out with him 2 years ago. Hell knows why...

Louis held me tight before stepping back and looking around. "We're hiring a mover. Do you want this dresser? Or this bed?"

I giggled. This would be lots of work...

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Pic to the side is Brittany's beach outfit.