7- Two Worlds Connect

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I couldn't take it anymore. I was exhausted and overwhelmingly distraught. I wish I could just go back in time and stopped myself before I revealed something so openly in public. I should've thought about the consequences. I'd just ruined Dan's life and there was nothing I could do about it if he continued to leave me behind a locked door. My phone buzzed as I sat, uncontrollably sobbing outside of Dan's house. He'd been one of my closest friends and I didn't want to loose him. I picked up my phone, which was lying by my foot.


Somebody was trying to call me. It was a unknown number, but I'd recently gotten a new phone number so I didn't have all my old contacts in. I pressed accept and shakily held the phone against my ear. I attempted to stop myself from the everlasting crying that I'd been doing for the past few hours. "Hello..?" I called out croakily. It didn't take long for the person on the other end of the phone to reply. "Louise! It's me, PJ. Chris is here too. We've moved down to London and just thought we'd say hi, but your not in your flat?" Peej's calm tone replied.


I felt a sense of relief, actually pretty glad to hear PJ's slightly worried voice. "Oh." I mumbled. "Yeah, sorry about that, I'm just a little preoccupied right now... So... Chris is there too? You guys moved down to London?" I asked, hoping to move the subject off myself.

"... Yeah, he is here too. We thought we'd move down to London as a..." PJ paused. "Personal celebration of sorts, you know?" PJ sounded slightly nervous as he spoke, obviously hiding something important. "Anyway." He continued. "How are you?" PJ asked.

"I'm... Actually, PJ do you mind if I come over to see you? There's something I want to talk to you about." I replied eventually. I had to speak to somebody about Dan - and I honestly couldn't think of anyone better to tell than Chris and PJ. "Sure." PJ agreed quickly. 


We didn't say much else. I slipped the phone back in my pocket, PJ and Chris' new address fresh in my mind. I took one last glance back at the house behind me. "I'll always be here, Dan." I whispered underneath by breath, half to myself. I turned, stumbling cautiously back down the path as a taxi pulled up infront of me. I got in quickly, wanting to get away before I changed my mind and broke down infront of a complete stranger. Once in the taxi, I sat, staring aimlessly out of the window my mind mulling over how I'd tell PJ and Chris.


I could see in my peripheral vision the taxi driver eyeing me in the mirror. I ignored it though, I wouldn't be surprised if he recognised me to be honest. My picture had been on the news lately because of the... Incident. It didn't take long for us to pull up infront of Chris and PJ's address. I thanked the driver and paid him, climbing out and walked towards what I'd been informed was the boy's new house. I hesitated at the door, my hand lingering infront of the door bell. Taking a deep breath, I pressed it, preparing myself for the conversation ahead. 


The door opened quickly to reveal PJ. Instantly, I noticed particular features about him. He looked unbelievably tired, face full of worry and completely drained of energy. He pulled me into a close hug, both of our experissions changing to an tired relief. Happy to see my old friend again, I pulled away, Chris appearing at his side. He looked similar to PJ, completely exhausted. Moving houses must be extremely stressful, so I didn't blame them at all. I repeated the same action with him, pulled him into a tight hug.


After pulling away the second time, I smiled kindly at the two boys. "Hi guys." I greeted them. They grinned back at me, motioning me to come inside. "Sup Louise." Chris smirked. PJ nodded at me, having already talked to him earlier. I followed them into their living room, where I noticed somebody already sat down. Chris went into the kitchen to make some coffee and PJ sat down on the sofa next to me. The other guy across the room looked up, he was tall and thin, pale-skinned with jet black hair and deep crystal blue eyes. That's when I recognised him.

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