Update time! :) Enjoy
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Deanna's P.O.V
Finally, we're here! London, I'm standing on you! With friends.
Oh, I forgot about the boys!
Now, they were at somewhere that I didn't even want to know. I didn't care because I'm not one of their girlfriends. Am I sure what I'm thinking about?
Shane still holding my suitcase that fulled with my clothes! I just brought makeup trolley case.
What?! Normal girls need makeup, okay?
Okay, now I cared about where were they now...
'Shane!!!' my unconcious voice called Shane.
Oh seriously, Deanna?
I seperated with my friends while finding the boys in this big airport. I told you! They just ruined our vacation and annoying.
My legs kept running all around the airport to find the guy with a pink suitcase in his hand. My eyes were looking everywhere to find him without looking my steps.
My steps was prevented by something.
I just felt myself fell on something hard, but I didn't know it was a floor or not. My makeup trolley case lost from my hand and I hoped it wouldn't opened. It would be so embarrassing if somebody look into my makeup trolley case.
My hair was covered my face until I couldn't see where I was falling. Was I in a paradise? I saw something shiny in front of me. I hope I'm not fell on a human body, especially boys' body.
I moved my hair off of my hair, so I could see where I was falling. A cute boy with his dark hair perfectly in their place. His eyes were closed tightly and he moaned in pain.
Wait, in pain?
Oh, I forgot. I fell on him. I rolled beside him so I could sit on the floor. I knew it's disgusting. No way I will get up with showing my 'apple-shaped butts' in front of public.
He started his movements to get up and clean his clothes up. His beautiful eyes look at me and handed me a help to get up. I bet this guys was a 'gentleman'. I reached his hand and he pulled me up. As I stood straight in front of him, I cleaned my clothes and fixed my hair.
"I'm sorry because I fell on-..." my apology was interrupted by someone pulled my behind him or her. My sight was covered by a big body standing in front me. My face was facing his or her back.
"Don't you ever touch or disturb my girlfriend." a familiar voice growled to a guy who I fell on. Shane Clark.
'I'm not even your girlfriend, Clark,' I thought. I was not brave enough to talk like that to Shane, especially when he was extremely angry.
"I-I didn't disturb her." he stuttered. Maybe he was nervous facing with Shane. But honestly, his voice was so perfect with his British accent. "We accidently bumped each other and she fell on me." This time he talked honestly and calmly because he know that he talked about the truth.
I moved to Shane's side so I could see the guy. His cheeks were so red because of shame. Almost everyone's eyes were looking at us.
'Shane, you're so embarrassing. You made almost everyone look at us.' I thought. My eyes looked at Shane and then to the guy. Shane's eyes gave the guy a death glare. The guy looked everywhere to find something. He started his steps to something pinky.
My makeup trolley case!
He came back to us and wanted to gave back my makeup suitcase.
"Here, your makeup suitcase." he wanted to give it to me...
