♔ Guns and Lilie's h.s ♡ a.u

Chapter Two ♔

Chapter Two ♔

                   

I moved to London around two years ago. Mostly because America hadn't seemed so appealing to me since the incident. But, I soon discovered my need to constantly change my surroundings when I jumped around Europe the first few times on my own.

Albeit, I was literally terrified of flying. I personally don't think humans should ever be that high up off the ground, while we can't even handle to maintain standing on the pavement for more than a day. Between everything that could happen while standing on two feet, I can never understand how people can fly constantly. You're basically saying, well, I can die on the ground but why not take my chances in the sky?

Last night's events flooded through my memory once my brain came to. I had no idea who that man was, or why he just so happened to be staring straight up at my window, and why he did the suggestive gesture. I'm starting to think that maybe it wasn't me he was directing it to.

I have made quite a few friends in London. Albeit, some were hesitant upon my American accent. People around here disliked tourists which I would understand especially since they're here all the time. But I haven't made any enemies. I'm always polite and respectful to every person I meet. Then I wondered, what the hell I could've done to have some stranger point a fake gun towards me in the first place.

I brushed it off my shoulders, not wanting to fill myself with worry. It was probably a joke. Although it not being funny, there are some crazy people who find stuff like that amusing. Maybe he just wanted to make a good scare, and he surely succeeded.

Like most days in London, the weather was dreary, which called for a day in. Though a comfortable, cozy day could be accomplished, I called one of my friends Ellie to come to the bookstore with me and then to come back to my apartment for a movie day.

Ellie was the first person I met since I arrived in London almost a year ago. We've been close ever since we met in the same bookstore we're going to today. I was shocked to find a beautiful girl like Ellie in a bookstore, not because I think attractive people don't read, but I wondered if she always loved flipping through pages as anyone else who hung out in a Barnes and Noble would. Turns out, she does.

We talked about Hemingway, the concept of religion, why people chose bacon to put on donuts all in one sitting, and I knew instantly she was going to become my best friend.

I smiled when I saw her dark brown locks in one of the isles.

"Ellie!" I whisper yell, going in for the hug that she had no time to prepare for. She looks shocked at my quick action before reciprocating the embrace.

"Where have you been?" I question, giving her a onceover. She looks more tan than the last time I saw her, which was around a month and half ago. Things haven't been very lively for me since she left.

"Well, me and Louis went to the Bahamas for holiday. It was amazing Lily! We snorkeled and I swam with actual sharks! Everything was so blue and crystal clear; you would've died!" She takes hold of my hands, showing her excitement.

"How's Louis been? I haven't seen him in a while." I ask about her three-year relationship with her boyfriend. She smiles, shrugging her shoulders. I notice her sudden deflation.

"Oh you know, this and that. He's been busy with work and stuff."

I nod in understanding. El told me Louis worked for a business company, what kind of business, I don't know. But I do know he dabbles in real estate.

"Shall we get to browsing?"

"We shall."

We set our noses in several books that we find, flicking through pages and glancing at covers to decipher which books we would take home to read. After settling on a few books each, we pay for them and exit the store, walking arm and arm on the way back to my apartment with an umbrella over our heads.

"So what's been up with you miss Lily?" Ellie plops on the couch, sucking on one of the chocolate balls I had on the coffee table once we arrived. I roll my eyes, kicking off my wet shoes before putting my raincoat on the hanger.

I debated on whether to tell her about the mystery man that I saw last night. I would feel better telling someone, ensuring that I'm not crazy and that these things, although odd, can happen. But the other side of the coin is she would think I am crazy. But, I threw logic to the wind when I opened my mouth.

"Things have been great, but something weird happened to me last night." I confess, watching as she continues to flip through a magazine that was left on the sofa. She nods, signifying she was still listening.

"The whole way home from work, there was literally no one on the streets El. I saw maybe three cars drive past me but it felt like a ghost town. Then, I got the feeling of being watched when I made it at least a block from my house. I never felt that way before." I continue to spill to her, trying to make sense of the situation myself. She looks up at me briefly, throwing the magazine to the side of her as she reaches for another chocolate ball.  I slap her hand away.

"And then to top it all off, I saw a man standing in front of an SUV, staring right up at me from my apartment window." I finish, waiting for her two sense. She nods, fiddling with her thumbs as she seems to carry on thinking.

"Are you sure he was-"

"I'm pretty sure El."  That was just a little too coincidental for me to begin to fathom.

She hums, standing from the plush cushions before retreating to the door. She slung on her coat and shoes before I stopped her movements, grabbing her hand gently.

"Where are you going?" I ask her, wondering why she seemed so keen on leaving so fast.

"I'll be back within the hour Lily. I just remembered I need to run a few errands and feed the cat. Just stay here." Ellie bids me a kiss to the cheek before she exits my apartment.

As I watched my front door close, my brain racked for anything that I might've said to upset her, but had nothing. Why did she leave like that?

That was strange.