Coming Home {Sequel} *COMPLETED*

Chapter Thirty-Seven - Always

|| Aimee's POV ||
"I want to meet that boyfriend of her's." He sniggered.
I instantly turned to face Simon... I wasn't letting this fucking weirdo anywhere near Ethan or Maddie. Simon looked as if he didn't know what to do. I decided to take control. "We don't even talk to them anymore." I huffed trying to pretend as if I hate them.

"Why are you lying?" He asked beginning to come closer too me. I tried to not let him intimidate me, I didn't move from the position I was originally in. Simon clasped onto his top pushing him away from me. The random guy's face stiffened.

"How am I lying, I don't see her that much anymore." I didn't lie. Most of the time all of the group was pretty separated. I wished it wasn't like that. I often feel as though I can't talk to anyone around here. I'm constantly with Harry which is lovely however, it's not at the same time. I wanted time with my friends but none of the girls get together anymore. None of the boys have their typical parties. Nothing.There is never anything to look forward too, or enjoy.

"I want you to take me to the flat." He demanded. I shook my head lightly. I wasn't scared of him. He could make me do anything. I can't betray them like that, that's not me.

"We're not doing that." Simon piped up. I'm glad he contributed because I was actually beginning to get scared.

"Fine, you've got shit coming for you then." He sniggered pointing at the both of us. I huffed.

"What the fuck is his problem?" Simon scrunched his face up, pointing towards the man walking off.

"No fucking idea." I replied. "Do you want to go home? I heard Jide is home, we could go see him?" I suggested. That instantly put a smile on his face.

Jide is hardly ever home anymore. He is always out doing things. I was proud of him there was no getting away from that. He is making all of us proud. He is actually performing soon. We were all meant to go and see it but after recent events, I don't think everyone will go. I hope they put their differences aside and support Jide.

We made our way back to the block of flats. I looked up at them. Ever since I've moved here I've by far had the best and worst time of my life. The amount of drama that has occurred here is unbelievable. However, if I hadn't have moved here again I wouldn't be as close as I am with some of them.

I am determined to get us all back as a family, again.

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|| Maddie's POV ||
Ethan had gone to the gym so I was home alone - not that I usually minded. There was a knock on the door, I made my way too the door hesitantly opening in. Aimee was stood there. "Hey." I pulled her in for a hug. I hadn't seen her in ages.

"Hi, I've got to talk to you about something." She told me coming inside as I let her through. We sat down on the couch. I slowly pulled my legs up into my chest waiting for what she was going to say. "There was a man in the town centre, and he-" she stopped confused.

"What?" I asked urging her to go on.

"Saying that you were missing... He even had a photo of you." She finished. I furrowed my eyebrows, I then soon realised it would be him.

Sighing, I began to tell her. "He is my ex boyfriend, he saw me at the club earlier on in the week. He won't leave me alone Aimee. I'm not sure what too do, I can't do anything yet because he hasn't approached me." I informed her.

"He said how he wanted to meet that boyfriend of yours." She said, I furrowed my eyebrows again. "His words..." She looked disappointed.

"How does he know?" I asked another question wanting to know all of the details.

"Social media." Aimee told me.

I sighed - I had moved to London to get away from him. I thought it had worked out, clearly not. I didn't for a minute that he would find me. London is such a big place... The chances of him finding me were small but he was smart. As much as I didn't want to  admit it, he was. I wanted him to leave, he was one of the last people I wanted to see. He hurt me, emotionally and physically. I didn't want to tell anyone that but, I think I need to. I was closest with Vik and JJ, I feel I could probably tell them.

After a couple of hours Aimee had left. I decided to drop Vik a quick text:

To: Vik😎

Is there any chance we could speak, somethings happened...

With in a matter of seconds I received a reply:

From: Vik😎

Sure I'll be down in a second!

He wasn't lying when he said in a second. He was down here pretty fast, I opened the door for him letting him through into the flat. "What's up?" He asked hugging me as I cried into his shoulder.

"Have I ever told you about my ex boyfriend?" I asked as he stared at me straight in the eye. He shook his head. "He hurt me, Vik. Not just because we split, I mean I have scars because of him. He found me again, I moved here to get away but he's found me. I have no idea what to do." I blurted out, I cuddled into him further. He comforted me as he rubbed my back.

"There isn't anything we can do at the moment is there?" He asked seriously as he pulled away, his hands were placed firmly on my shoulders. I shook my head answering his question. "Then for now, I'm not leaving you alone." He said seriously.

"I don't want you to get hurt." I told him.

"Not just me, all of us are going to be here for you. Fuck there arguments and differences, we're a team we stick together especially when someone is in danger." He nodded, I felt butterflies. I knew that people were there for me. "Watch, I'll send a text about you and they'll come straight away." He did, he posted it in the group chat.

"We'll always be here, Mads." Vik told me hugging me closely. "Always."