Chapter 9
***LIAM'S POV***
We had just got home last from the last leg of our tour. Out plane landed at around 11:00 p.m. and we didn’t get about to the flat till about 1:00 a.m. because of all the craziness at the airport. It was now about 11:00 a.m. the next day and I wanted coffee.
“LIIIIAAAMMMMM! THERE IS NO FOOOOOD IN THE FRIDGE!! I’M HUNGRRYYYYYY LIIIIIIIII!” Niall yelled from the kitchen as he continued to dig through our empty cabinets.
“Well Niall, what did you expect? We haven’t really gotten the chance to go to the store. We kind of just got home.” Louis sassed back at him.
“How about we make a quick Starbucks run because I want a coffee and then we can grab breakfast too.” I stood up to go get ready without waiting for a reply because I have no doubt in my mind that they would all agree.
We all quickly got into some clean clothes; I dressed in jeans and a plain white t-shirt. I grabbed my keys and met the boys out at my car. We set out for the Starbucks that was only about ten minutes away and the car ride was pretty quiet with little comments here and there. I guess you could say we were all quite tired from the tour. We had to park a little ways down the street as their parking lot was full. We all quickly got out of the car and set off for our two minute walk to the store.
As we started to walk I began to think about Danielle and how tomorrow she gets home from her trip for filming a new video. We haven’t seen each other for about three weeks and I miss her so much. Hopefully she will also have a letter and pictures from Rory and Jane. God, I haven’t seen them in about 6 months and its killing me. Come to think of it, today is the anniversary of Rory’s incident. My thoughts trail off continuously about Rory and my little princess, while the boys talk about their randomness, when I hear it. I heard her.
“Why thank you kind sir.” It can’t be. We are in London. There is no way.
“Liam…Liam… dude are you alright you look like you have seen a ghost.” Harry says as he puts a hand on my shoulder.
I snap my head in every direction looking for her.
“Liam… what is wrong? Are you okay? You look like you are going to be sick.” Louis asks as he comes to my other side.
Then I see it: the tattoo one the back of her neck. Her hair is the same purple as Danielle described it. I am frozen in my spot, as I observe her from a far trying to figure out if it is really her. Just as she opens the door to a tattoo shop I see her shoes, her old black converse with our names written on the back.
I couldn’t help it. I just ran. I ran across the street dodging the oncoming traffic, sliding over the hood of one car as I sprinted to get to her. I can hear the boys yelling behind me but all I care about right now is getting to my best friend.
“LIAM! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING?! YOU CAN’T JUST TAKE OFF!” Harry yells.
“LIAM WHAT ABOUT STARBUCKS!” Niall calls out as Zayn just moans out in confusion.
I don’t hear anything coming from Louis, but I hear running behind me. With a quick glance over my shoulder I confirm that it is Louis. He followed me without a second guess, which is why he is one of my best friends.
I get to the other side of the street, and take a deep breath before I swing the door to the tattoo shop open. She’s right there. I haven’t seen her in forever and just seeing her is literally almost too much to handle.
“Rory.” Was all I could get my mouth to say.
***RORYS POV***
