Not In Love With Liam

34~ Home Sweet Nothing

Thursday and Friday went by pretty quick. We went to the Theme Park-
Futuroscope - and it was amazing!Huge water features, fountains and pools. We went on nearly all the rides and they were all brilliant. The food was great too. Friday was more relaxed. We lounged about in the hotel for the morning, then went out to the beach one last time. Before I knew it, it was Saturday morning, three a.m, and we were being woken up.

By Brandon.

Flash.

Flash.

I put my hands over my eyes and rolled onto my side. Us girls were the lucky ones when it came to sleeping arrangements. It was just the three of us sharing a bed. The room on our left contained Blake, Brandon, Hayden and Oliver, and the one on our right was for Liam, Chase, Riley and Alex.
To be honest however, I didn't think the one extra person would make all that big a difference.

Another flash.

I opened my eyes and was greeted by yet another blinding flash of light.

"Brandon, you little shit, what are you doing?" I sat up. My eyes burned.
"Ooh, careful there Pringle, this camera can record too you know." He kissed my forehead.

"How and why are you always up so early?" I shuffled over to the foot of the bed and crossed my legs. Darcy and Julia were both still fast asleep.
"Have to be, don't I? I mean, who else is gonna remind everyone that WE HAVE A PLANE TO CATCH!" He left our room and began to parade throughout the suite.

"Oh, god, who is that?" Julia sat up.
"Yours truly." Brandon popped back in and smiled.

A collective angry groan came in from the left room, while Brandon walked into the right room to start up more trouble.

We had to check in at the airport at six. It was an hour on the ferry back to mainland, thirty minutes on the bus to the airport and then we were good to go - straight to London.

When we got to London, we'd obviously split up. Blake, Julia and Brandon would be headed their way, the Birkbeck boys would be off home, and I was going back to MK while my remaining three musketeers went back to uni.

I was really going to miss everyone, especially Julia, Blake and Brandon seeing as I rarely saw them.

I wasn't going to miss Brandon's camera.

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Sooner or later, we'd all dressed up, packed up and were on the bus to the airport. My dad had paid for my ticket because I'd been an idiot and ran out of money.

Something felt odd about going back home. Whenever I called the home phone, only Mum answered - always.
Then I'd call Dad's mobile, and he never sounded like he was home.

I took my mind off it, concluding that Dad constantly being out whenever I called was probably just a coincidence, and Mum was often in the office, where the home phone was, so of course she'd answer it most of the time.

Half an hour slipped away in almost no time, and we'd reached the airport.
The holiday was great, Brandon had more than enough photos to prove it, but I still wasn't ready to go home.

I had Cancun and summer to look forward to though.

Just relax. Everything's going to be fine.

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The front door had been left unlocked. I wheeled my suitcases through and left them in the hallway.