The Love of a Stranger

Touchdown

*Dans POV*

I was interrupted when I heard knocking at the door followed by Will's voice.

"Dan? Are you awake yet? We'll need to leave in a couple of minutes."

I never answered. I rubbed away the tears leaving my eyes red and puffy. I opened the door to see Will's face change expression within a split second of seeing me, instantly he was worried.

"Mate what's wrong?"

Yet again, I didn't have the energy to speak, I passed him the letter knowing this would explain my depressed feelings. His eyes skimmed through each sentence, his mouth and eyes getting wider as he read on. I knew which part he was on when he flipped the paper; the worst part. I stood there sniffing with my arms drooping by my side and my gaze on nothing, waiting on Will finishing and helping me get through this.

"Oh my God." He whispered in awe.

"I can't go on. I refuse to." I stubbornly croaked shaking my head completely ignoring the fact that Laura had stated in the letter for me to carry on with Bastille, but how could I when she's not with me?

"Dan, you still love her right?"

"Of course I do."

"Then, do this for her, she would've wanted you to continue."

"But she left me Will."

"Because she loves you! Sacrifices have to be made during relationships and she's doing this for you! So in return carry on for her."

I subtly nodded my head and returned to my room getting changed while Will went go wake the others. Will was always good at giving advice, he's always guided me through tough times and he's a great friend. As I opened my case to get some clothes out, I saw my phone sitting on my desk, I have to call her.

Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep.

Nothing. Was she ignoring me?

Then it hit me,

She might still be on the plane idiot, her phone will be off.

It was like my conscious was another person telling me off.

I never changed mood for the whole day, not even when it came to performing the gig where I lacked energy and general happiness. After performing to the screaming fans I decided to give it another try of getting in contact with her. I found a quiet closet and phoned her.

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*Laura's POV*

I arrived in the UK on time where I was greeted by typical British weather; rain, reflecting my mood. I phoned my brother asking him if it was alright for me to stay at his for a while to which he agreed but there was one last stop I needed to go before I went to Jack's. I called a taxi over and told him the address, we arrived in minutes. Grabbing the door knob I paused before I went in. Memories filled my mind, I remember the first time he brought me here which at that point I had no clue I would be staying here permantly. I opened the door and sighed, everywhere I looked it reminded me of Dan. The kitchen; his mug left by the side of the sink stained yet again. The living room; his laptop placed on the coffee table which he would frequently use. The music room; his posters and instruments filled the room, the piano stand still had my 'For Dan' music sheet sitting there. The bedroom; his scent still lingered around my nose. I grabbed as much as I could and left in a hurry not wanting memories to overtake my choices.

I arrived at Jack's where he welcomed me with open arms. Since he never knew my past with mum I had to yet again make up another lie as to why I wasn't with Dan. Lies just lead to more lies and I was sick of it. He didn't judge nor ask for further details, he understood. I was pretty jet lagged and he left me to sleep on the couch, but before I was in a comfortable and in a deep sleep my phone rang. My eyes shot open knowing who it'd be, can I face him? I decided to pick up.

"Laura?" He quivered.

"Dan..." I whispered bringing myself to tears, why was I doing this? I shouldn't be doing this. There was a long pause before he said anything.

"I-I don't really know what to say...I didn't think you'd actually pick up." He said with a hint of laughter.

I smiled at his reaction, goddammit Dan.

"I didn't think you'd call. I thought you woud've hated me by now." I managed to stifle a laugh. "I am really sorry Dan. For everything, I just want you to be safe."

"And what about you?! I want you to be safe too." He moaned sniffing at the same time. My bottom lips uncontrollably quivered literally on the verge of tears.

"Dan I'll be fi-"

"How do you know that? How would I know that you could lying somewhere helpless and I'm on the other side of the planet completely unable to do anything." He shouted which made just fall to pieces. It was now obvious to him that I was crying. I kept the phone to my ear as I hugged my knees gently swaying back and forth.

"Don't cry. I miss you." He whispered.

"Don't. It's for the better."

As much as it pained me to drag myself to press that big red button, I did, leaving him hanging on an empty connection. I was just inconsolable for about half an hour. Jack walked in and I buried my head into my knees avoiding eye contact.

"Laura, are you alright?" He asked concerned.

"Yes I'm fine, just getting over relationship problems don't worry about me."

For the second time I drifted off into a deep sleep getting away from the stress and trouble and entering my own world where for me, everything was perfect. Hours later, although it seemed like minutes, I awoke overhearing a conversation Jack was having with someone on the phone. I kept my eyes closed and simply eavesdropped, but that one word I couldn't help to ignore, one word that I hope I misheard, but sadly didn't.

"Hi mum."