Two Mermaids and One Direction

Chapter XXIV

I placed the last box in one of the 5 moving trucks we hired. I turned around in the U-Haul truck to see Louis smiling at the edge of the truck. I grinned back and stepped over to him. He lifted me in his arms and placed me on the ground, pecking me on the lips.

"Finally done." I whispered, my lips brushing Louis' as I spoke. His arm was around my waist and mine around his neck. My forehead was pressed against his as we stood at the edge of my old house.

"Finally done." Louis confirmed. I smiled before leaning in and kissing him one last time.

"Hey! Louis! Hands off, she's mine!" A familiar southern accent cut us off. We pulled away and turned to face Cassie with her suitcases, four of them. I have only three.

Cassie's hands were on her hips, covering the bottom of her thin gray shirt. It was soft and smooth with a few undone buttons at the top. With it was a pair of tight, frayed denim shorts and a pair of dark brown cowboy boots that had red and orange accents all over them. Her brown, suede fringed bag hung off her shoulder. She didn't bother to do anything with curly hair, just left it down. Her makeup was simple- powder, bronzer, subtle winged eyeliner, a tiny bit of eyeshadow, brows, and hot pink lipstick- her signature look.

"Hi Cassie..." Louis put his hands in the pockets of his khaki shorts. He wore a basic grey T shirt and blue converse.

"Hello Louis," she stated. I giggled at their game. They do this thing where they "hate" each other. It gets awkward at times.

"Ready?" Cassie asked, fiddling with her silver Widimer ring.

"Lemme go change." I started into the house to my suitcase with my clothes in it. I fished out a blue flowey skirt that was shorter in the front, which showed my knees, and longer in the back. The lowest point was about my ankles. My shirt was a thin, silky white tank top that was tucked into the skirt, along with a thin, brown belt, and a pair of low, off white, heels.

I pulled my hair into a messy bun and tossed on my big brown sunglasses. Zipping up my suitcase, I looked around one last time, and then I said goodbye to my room. Waltzing down the stairs, I met Frankie at the bottom. I was immediately enveloped in his arms.

"I love you Brittany. This boy is amazing to you. Be grateful for him," he whispered in my ear.

"I love you too Frankie. I can't live without Louis. I really can't," I whispered back. Frankie released me and looked in my eyes.

"Goodbye Brittany," he spoke, kissing me on the forehead.

"Bye Frankie." I spoke. Then I rolled my suitcases to the front door. Be strong Brittany. You're strong. This is a new start. A new beginning. This is what's best.

I pushed open the door to my house. Bye California.

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I fluttered open my eyelashes to see Cassie sitting across from me, and Harry next to her, along with Taylor, and Zayn in front of me, and Lily and Liam infront of Cassie. Niall and Emily were in front of them.

Taylor wore a gray top with a silky, multicolored scarf around her neck. She also wore white cuffed shorts with a big brown belt around the waist, along with mathcing brown sandals. Her hair was left in it's natural waves.

Emily wore a bright green tanktop with one inch straps and a long, sheer, floral cardigan. She also had on grey skinny jeans brown leather riding boots. Her hair was in a fishtail braid down her back.

Lily wore a coral dress that came a little higher than her knees. It was tight at the waist then it flared out. It had lace covering it and, and the back was cut out. Around the waist was a thin, light brown, braided belt. Her shoes were bright white vans. Her hair had been curled to perfection, and for once she opted for matching coral lips instead of bright red ones.

I got bored checking my friends out and waiting for the plane to take off, so I pulled out my iPhone to check Twitter. Wow. Lots and lots of mentions. I scrolled down all of them.

(A/N: I am making these accounts and tweets up... I honestly have no clue if they're real.)

@1DBeMine: Little bitch! Louis deserves better than you little slut!

@MrsStylinson002: I hope you die. You should be dead.

@AllNightWith1D: Why don't you just curl up and die in a hole. Nobody loves you.

I was really not bothered by this. Just words. Just words. It was not gonna get to me. I sighed and clicked off my phone. It kept dinging with Twitter mentions. I couldn't take it anymore, so I turned it back on. I smiled at what I saw on the small screen.

@LouisTomlinson: Hey guys. To those of you who are sending hate to my girlfriend, I just wanted to let you know that I'm happy so you should be too. Brittany is a great girl so leave her alone. I love you @BrittanyObregon.

I smiled an took a screenshot before turning my phone off.

The plane trip went well. It was my first time riding a plane but the others had all rode on a plane at one point in their lives or another. Lily and Cassie had both been on planes many times, to go to various locations for various reasons. And Emily and Taylor had been a few times for vacation or to see their family members. But this was a first for me. In the beginning I was scared, really scared, but with Louis there I was fine.

However many hours later, I wasn't sure since I'd fallen asleep, we landed.

"Brit, wake up, We've landed," Louis shook me awake gently.

"Oh, let's grab our carry ons then," I said, sitting up and grabbing my bag.

Later, we got off the plane and grabbed our other bags, heading for the limos. Screaming girls were everywhere.

"Louis I love you!"

"Marry me Harry!"

"It's that fake little bitch, Emily!"

"OMG IT'S ONE DIRECTION!!!"

"Sign this please!"

"UGH THEY BROUGHT THEIR SLUTS."

"Lily, why are you trying to freaking steal my man?!  Whore!"

"I love you all!"

"ZAYN! I want you!"

"Die in a hole Brittany!"

"Go rot somewhere Cassie!!"

"Can I have your autograph?!"

"DUMP THOSE WHORES ALREADY!!!!"

These were the shouts from girls swarming the airport. We had gotten off the plane about 20 minutes ago and the boys came to take us to our flats.

"Little bitches" Cassie whispered under her breath. Her fists were clenched and her knuckles white around the handle of her suitcase. Harry started rubbing her back to comfort her. My best friend can get pretty overwhelmed.

Louis turned and smiled at me as we walked alongside security. I returned it and pushed open the doors with my elbow. The girls had followed us and were screaming hatred and some nice things. I hopped in the black van with Louis, Niall, Emily, and Zayn. The other van had the rest.

Louis squished next to me as the security guard pushed all of our stuff in the back seat. I rested my head on Louis' shoulder. He put his arm around mine and we slid the door closed before the girls could get in.

The guard hopped in the driver's seat and started off down unfamiliar streets.

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Picture to the side is Cassie's outfit, external link is Brit's.