STOLEN (Lawson)

Runaway Bride

ANGIE'S POV

The moment we got out of the main entrance, the cool breeze hit my face and I didn’t know whether to pant out of fatigue or anxiety. My feet were killing me because the shoes I was wearing definitely weren’t made for running.

“I knew you’d come with me,” I heard him say and immediately I withdrew my hand from his grip. He stood there dazzled by his response and to be honest, so was I.

“What’s wrong? You made the right decision Angie, you don’t love him. You love me. Now let’s go, we’re free now. We can go wherever we want!”

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” I said, bluntly and Andy was taken aback.

“Buut.... I thought you....” he began but I was interrupted by commotion at the door.

“Ang?”

I looked up to see a worried Tom Daley, and our eyes met at once.

“Ang!” he exclaimed, speeding towards me,”Come with me!”

He took my hand and we quickly disappeared into a cab as all the other guests crowded at the church’s entrance.

 I hadn’t even realized that we were headed for the airport.

“Wait, Tom.. where are we going?”

“Somewhere where you can forget about all this.”

I didn’t say a word, I was too tired to complain, too fed up to even question. Besides, I trusted him.

***

I think I had fallen asleep on the plane and I didn’t even find out where Tom had been taking me.

“Angie?” .. I heard his distant voice.

“Angie.... wake up. We’re here..”

“What... ? Already... where are we?” I said, sitting upright. I rubbed my eyes and realized we were still in the plane.

“Look outside... we’re in paradise.”

I craned my neck to the side and looked out the plane’s window to see A never ending crystal clear blue with small ripples of white foam dancing on top as each wave mixes in the warmth of sunlight, the beautiful ocean.

“Oh my God Tom!”

“Just thought you needed a break so... uhm... I brought you here... to St. Lucia.”

The moment I got out of the plane, the humid air hit me and I loved the feeling. England was chilly almost throughout the year and now I was in this tropical island which never even experienced snow fall.

“That must be our ride” Tom pointed at a man holding a sign with our names on it.

We entered the cab and made our way to the hotel. I couldn’t stop staring outside, I was really in paradise, with my bestfriend. This was going to be fun.

When we arrived at the hotel, the locals welcomed us with drinks in those coconut shells. I really did need this holiday. I just wondered when Tom planned all this, because it seemed really impromptu when he grabbed me outside the church.

Oh, the church. Liam. Andy. I really didn’t want to remember. I tried not to remember. I had messed up big time. I let down everyone, my parents, my friends, my fans... everyone. I just wanted to forget about everything. To clear my head, so that I could finally think and come up with a solution to all this. I needed some time to think... to make up my mind. Was it Liam? or was it Andy?

Tom escorted me to my room, and then left me to rest after a long flight. The jetlag was still weighing me down, him too.

I woke up 5 hours later and the air was cooler, the palm trees outside my room all leaned in the direction of the breeze and the ocean, smelling like ancient infinity, and the air is salty.

Dinner was in an hour. I took a long bath and straightened my hair which was all jumbled up in a bun for like 26 hours.

I got out of the bathroom and then realized that I had nothing to wear. That was when I realized that there was a bag in the closet. I opened it and found many designer dresses inside. They were all my size, all my style, and I wondered how Tom got them.

Nevertheless I picked a short red embellished one and got ready. I didn’t put on any makeup since we were in St. Lucia , not the Grammy’s. It wasn’t long before I heard a knock on the door and I knew it was Tom so I rushed to open it.

“Hi!” I exclaimed, when I saw him standing there all dressed up looking smart in a white shirt. I was so used to seeing him in his diving wear that I forgot how hot he looked fully clothed.

He didn’t say anything for a while but just stood there staring at me.

“You.... you look .. beautiful,” he nervously said.