Simon: are you serious right now Lu??? How am I supposed to get back?
Simon: you've never even driven in my car before! I swear to god if you crash it..
Simon: where are you going?
Simon: can I have my car back
I pressed on the gas pedal as soon as I glanced down to see Simon sending me a bunch of texts. At the moment, I was driving back to my house but then I figured that was going to be too obvious. If he wanted his car back, that was the first place he would look.
Instead, I took a last minute decision and drove onto the M1, going faster than ever. I loved the rumble of the engine and the feel of the world speeding past me as I held onto the steering wheel with a tight grip. I imagined my hair flying behind me in the wind if the roof could come off. I would've looked awesome.
So I drove to the last place he would look for me, a place far away from home. I drove past the train station where I had come many times before. I remembered Vik playing on the public piano here after they arrived for a photo shoot. That must've been about a year ago now.
I drove down the familiar street that looked out upon the English Channel. The sun was out and the waves were a bright blue colour, matching the bright lights coming from Brighton Pier. I was around 2 hours away from home, away from anybody I knew and I loved it.
I parked my car nearby and walked down the rest of the way, taking my shoes off as soon as I reached the sand. I kept my head down, refusing to look at the couples that were walking hand in hand as their feet were being refreshed by the tide. I knew that that could've been us right now, but I also figured those couples were happy because they didn't just have a heated argument with their prick of a boyfriend.
I wondered how many of them had children.
Then I sat down on the side with my feet dangling off the edge of the wall and finally pulled out my phone. I stared at my home screen with the messages from Simon, but I told myself I wouldn't reply to them now. I was too angry, so if I texted him now it would only get worse. I glanced down at the polaroid that was hanging from my neck; the one that I always kept with me just in case.
'Hey, what are you doing here?' A familiar voice asked and I looked up to be greeted by a freckled face and blue eyes. I felt a pang of relief in my stomach. I wasn't alone after all.
'Ella? I don't know- I'm just hanging out by myself, I guess.' I made up the lamest excuse ever.
She was wearing jeans and a black leather jacket that was zipped up halfway, both her hands buried in her pockets. She was right to: the sun was nice and bright but the chilly winter breeze still haunted us at this time of year. She had makeup on, too: perfectly drawn eyeliner and mascara that made her lashes even bigger, making her blue eyes pop more.
'It seems like a place pretty far away from home to just be 'hanging out', if you ask me.' She said. So she knew I wasn't just hanging out, then.
'What about you? Why are you here?' I asked in return.
She shrugged and looked around. 'I was visiting my family.'
I gasped. 'You're from Brighton?' In my head I could suddenly picture why her accent seemed a little different to ours.
She nodded. 'But I was getting a little bored and annoyed by my little brother so I decided to get some fresh air.' She explained. 'Did you come here by car?'
Now I was forced to tell her about Simon, no matter how much I wanted to forget about it. This girl knew how to get what she wanted, alright. 'No-well yeah, I took Simon's car.' She raised an eyebrow at me. 'We had a fight and I didn't have my car so I took his and drove down here.'
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FanfictionWhen Lu comes home from uni finding something she didn't expect, she packed her bags and left. Little did she know she'd be seeing him again. As much as things were awkward and he definitely didn't deserve it after what he did, she couldn't help fal...