Liam’s P.O.V.
I haven’t spoke to Meghan since the day she hung up on me. It’s just made me want her back even more. It’s the end of our first week off. Aimee’s going home today and I’m going with her, since we have another week off. I have to see Meghan. We were sitting in duty free, waiting for our flight to be called. Aimee was reading a magazine. She flicked passed a few advert pages. I stopped her and flicked the page back. It was advertising Hollister. "That girl looks like Meghan." I said. Maybe I was just paranoid, thinking about Meghan so much that I was beginning to see her everywhere I looked. It was a girl and a guy, standing very close to each other, with a beachy vibe going on and a surfboard next to them. Aimee looked closer at the photo.
"That’s because it is her..." I looked at Aimee with furrowed eyebrows.
"What? That’s not her. She doesn’t model." Aimee sighed and closed the magazine.
"You’ve been away for ages Liam, a lot has changed. Meghan works for Hollister now, modelling their clothes and stuff. She’s also gone back to school a few days a week. Ryan is so supportive of her. He encouraged her to get back into education." Aimee said. I still don’t like the sound of this guy.
"Is there anything else I don’t know?" I asked.
"Her granddad died not long after you all left. That made her even worse because she was still a mess from breaking up with you. That’s when Josh introduced her to Ryan. It’s like he knew Ryan would be good for Meghan." Why does everything revolve around this Ryan guy?
"How long have they been going out?" I asked, unaware of my fists clenching.
"How long have you all been away?" Aimee asked, rephrasing my question.
"6 months - almost 7...?"
"Then they’ve been together for about 5 months." We fell silent. Has Meghan really moved on?
Meghan’s P.O.V.
"Ryan stop, I have to go to the airport!" I could just about finish the sentence before I started laughing as Ryan started tickling me.
"I don’t want you to go!"
"I’ll only be half an hour, I promise." He stopped ticking me and pulled me in so close that I could feel his abs on my stomach. He smiled down at me before kissing me keenly. My arms made their way around his neck as I had no intention of stopping. The only thing that broke us apart was the irritating sound of my phone ringing. "Uh! Do they not know I’m busy!" Ryan laughed as I looked at my phone.
"Call them back." Ryan said.
"I can’t its Aimee. Hello?" I pressed the phone to my ear.
"Where are you? I’ve just picked up my luggage."
"Sh*t. Um, work kind of ran over today... I’m leaving now, be there soon!" I lied. I hung up before she protested. Ryan was smirking and went to kiss me again. "Not now! She’s going to kill me if I’m any later."
"Please?" He pouted and pulled the puppy dog eyes. They weren't as cute as Liam when he pulled tha- wait... did I just think that?
"Come with me?" I said, getting my mind off it. I smiled at him as he nodded and took my hand, locking our fingers together while we walked out to my mini.
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I pulled up to the airport and stopped in the ‘pick up’ zone. I hopped out to help Aimee get her case into the boot. But she wasn’t alone.Liam walked behind her. I froze on the spot. Why was he here? Surely the tour isn’t finished yet? Ryan got out of the passenger side of the car. "Babe, are you o- who are you?" He eyed Liam suspiciously.
