A/n- This is how it ends. I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream. Fading out again.....I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream. So tell me when it kicks in.....Well tell when it kicks in...
-Britt's POV-
I stood up, getting off the plane and smiling as I walked down. Some paparazzi followed me, as expected. I wasn't sure if Liam told them about the baby yet, but I didn't have to hide it because I was only one month along, not far along enough yet for anything to show. I really do hope he decides to tell about the baby soon....I don't like the fact of staying home and hiding out. Although, I have been doing that since they left. I've had terrible morning sickness, my boobs hurt, and I've been extremely tired. The doctor says that's normal for the first month and I believe it, but I just hate it so much, and plus, with Liam gone, it's just so much harder.
Sometimes I wish he wasn't famous. Then....no one would bother us with all the questions. The paps shouted questions at me, but I kept my head down, not answering the questions that were flying past my ears. I looked around for Leo, knowing he would be here by now because I texted him before the plane landed.
"Britt!!!" I heard a familiar voice yell. I jumped and turned, looking for his dark brown hair and tall frame when I saw him. He was standing across from me about fifty feet. I dropped my luggage, running towards him and jumping into his arms. He stumbled back but caught me all the same, regaining his balance and hugging me tightly. I felt tears pour down my face. I haven't seen him in years.
I ignored the click of the paps' cameras and sighed, suddenly smelling the same cologne he's worn since middle school. Some things, never change. He hugged me for a long time, not speaking. "I miss you so much." I mumbled into his shoulder. I felt his shoulders shrink into themselves like they did when he cried. I pulled back slowly, hiding us from the paps as I wiped his tears.
"Come on. Let's get out of here." I whispered, grabbing his hand as he helped me with my luggage. We walked out of the airport hand in hand as he helped me carry my luggage and glanced over at me, obviously uneasy because of all the paparazzi following us.
"Is it always like this?" He whispered. I shrugged, but nodded.
"Usually. Just ignore them, keep your head down, and put these on." I said, handing him a pair of Liam's sunglasses that I found in my bag. He nodded and slid them on his face as we walked outside. He led me to his truck, the paps following us closely. I got in the old truck and so did he, slamming the doors and locking them before starting the loud truck and driving away from the airport quickly, jerking around the corner. I snorted.
"I see your driving hasn't improved at all......" I teased. He glared at me from the drivers seat, revving the engine and making me laugh. His long hair fell in front of his face and he flicked it back with a movement that reminded me of Harry.
"Shut up. You aren't any better." He says, shaking his head. "So...what's up with you and your...husband? Gosh I can't even wrap my head around you being married. And..why wasn't I invited to the wedding!!??" He exclaimed. I felt my stomach lurch. But....he was invited to the wedding. I know it. He just didn't come.
"You were invited......I sent the invitation out weeks before it....before the wedding was.......I just...I thought you couldn't make it or something because there wasn't any answer back..." I trailed off. I was pretty upset when I saw my best friend wasn't at my wedding I guess. But......I couldn't really do anything about it I suppose.
"I.....I never got it...." he whispered, his eyes looking sad. I bit my lip, playing with my hands.
"It...must've gotten lost in the mail. Leo, I'm sorry." I whispered, grabbing his hand. He smiled sadly, but shook his head.
"I'm a little disappointed.....but.....as long as you show me pictures....it's okay." He said. I smiled.
"I've got plenty of pictures. Oh. By the way, how are you and Olivia?" I asked, hoping they were still dating. I've really been out of the loop since I met Liam.
"Oh....actually...that's over...." he said quietly, his cheeks flaming up and his eyes turning sad.
"Oh? I'm sorry. What happened?" I asked. He shook his head.
"Nothing. That's the problem. There was nothing for me in the relationship. Nothing was happening, I got bored and so did she...so....we called it quits." His voice shook a little, giving me the indication that he wasn't telling the truth. But...I let it slide anyways. It must be a touchy subject or he would've told me the truth.
"Yeah. I know how ya feel."
"So...you're gonna have a child? What's that like?" He asked suspiciously, raising his eyebrows and poking my side. I squirmed, as this was my ticklish spot. I smiled, a memory coming flying back to me.......
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This is not the end~ Fourth book in PLMI series
Fanfiction"How is he?" Zayn asked. "Not good. They said they couldn't do much for him. I mean, it's pretty damn bad this time Zayn. I don't think he's going to pull through...." Liam trailed in a shaky whisper. Hearing his hitched breathing, she knew...