New York- Where Dreams are Made

Chapter 82- England

"Hurry up Charlotte!"

I groaned.

"Zach you know I'm slower than you! Wait up!"

He ran ahead of me. Far ahead of me. His head was turned facing me. He didn't even see the car.

"Zach watch out for the-!"

"Woah!"

Addie backed up a bit as I woke up.

"Oh God Char. Are you ok?" Her hand was holding her phone.

"Yea. I'm good. Just a dream. I'm good. I'm fine." I rambled.

"Do I need to get Darren?" She ran her fingers through her tangled hair.

"No I'm. Fine."

She raised an eyebrow.

"We should probably get up anyways. Can you believe it Char? We're in England!"

I smiled and rubbed my eyes.

"Are you kidding? I'm dying!"

She took my hand and helped me out of bed.

She ran over to the door connecting our rooms.

"WAKE UP SUNSHINE WERE GOING ON A JOURNEY!"

I laughed and looked at the clock.

"Addie it's 6 AM you're going to wake up the entire country!"

She shrugged and banged on the door.

"I'm up! I'm up! Mantente callado, bárbaro!"

Addie shrugged and pushed a shirt with the flag of France on it into my arms.

"Addie where did this come from?"

She chuckled.

"I found it on my walk this morning. I also got one for me..." she held a shirt with the flag of Australia over herself.

"I even got one for the tiny angry Mexican!" She opened the door slightly and threw Darren's shirt in.

"You were up already?"

She shrugged.

"Had to get my coffee eventually."

Great.

I stumbled out into the streets of England. Addie bounced behind me, Darren as always trucking closely behind.

"I don't care what you say I'm seeing Big Ben!" She cried pulling out her camera.

"Take pictured for Kurt!" I said holding up my notebook.

I reached into my pocket to get my phone for a groupie.

"Aw shit. Hold on. I left my phone in the room. I'll be right back."

I hobbled up the stairs to our room. The lock clicked loudly when I put the key in. I searched the whole room for about fifteen minutes.

Maybe it's in D's room?

I unlock the door to his room and look around. My phone is laying on his dresser. Something else is on there too. Something I didn't notice before, a small folded up napkin.

I opened it up. There were numbers written on it. And a name.

Lily- (789) 217- 2343

I stared at it for a moment. I put it back in its place and scurried out.