A Month In London - A One Direction FanFiction

Chapter 16 - Endings

Ch.16

I was pacing in the waiting room while the hearing was being set up. By the time we got called in, I was about ready to run out and call it off. But with some coaxing from Liam and my own encouragement, we entered the court hand in hand. The girl was seated on one side of the room and our place was on the other side. As we sat down, I spotted Niall. He must've been here as a witness, but it still made me feel nervous, considering the awkward conversation we had had on the phone the other day. He gave me a small wave and I smiled back nervously.

The judge banged his hammer and I jumped, my heart beating uncontrollably. Liam placed his hand on my knee and tried to calm me, but I knew could not be calm when I was in the same room as - "Krista Parkes, you have been convicted of attempted murder. You may defend your case or plead guilty." the judges voice boomed around the hall. Finally, a name to the face. Krista stood up and held her chin high. "I would like to plead my case, your honour." Great. Just what we needed.

Krista's lawyer fought her case and mine fought back, proving that Krista had come after me with the full intention of killing me. Niall agreed as a witness of this and the judge drew his conclusion. "Krista Parkes, because of your attempted murder movement, you are to be sentenced to life imprisonment. This is a total of 25 years. Case closed." he smacked his hammer one last time and the meeting was adjourned.

I looked over at Krista and saw that her jaw had dropped in disbelief. Two men dressed in security clothes stepped up and gently but forcefully grabbed both of her arms. She kicked and screamed, trying to break free, but they dragged her away. "I BELIEVE IN KARMA CATHERINE! YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR BACK!" she screamed in my direction. But I was already walking out of the hall, finally feeling safe that she wouldn't be loose in the public and searching for me.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and both Liam and Niall were there. I hugged them both and sighed. "I'm so glad that this is all finally over." They both smiled and I couldn't help but return theirs with my own.

I insisted that we go out for coffee and we spent the rest of the afternoon chatting and laughing. Liam and Niall seemed to have made up and were catching up, reminiscing the 'old times'. Seeing them laughing together made my heart swell, and to think that an almost-murder would be the trick as to bringing them back together.

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"I think that this is a cause of celebration." I announced as we walked into the house. Liam looked at me quizzically and I winked. "I'm gonna cook my favourite dish for you!" I announced, pulling out ingredients from cupboards. "What's your favourite dish?" he asked, hugging me from behind. I wriggled out of his grasp to get to the fridge. "You'll see." I grinned.

By the time I served up the creamy pumpkin soup, I could literally hear Liam's stomach grumbling. When he saw the dish though, I saw his face drop and was confused as to why. It wasn't until I put out the spoons that I realized what was wrong.

"Oh Liam, I'm so sorry, I completely forgot!" I had no idea what to do, whether I should throw out the soup or ditch the spoon. He smiled at me. "Don't worry love, it's all okay." He slowly picked up the spoon and scooped up some soup, closing his eyes and shoving it in his mouth. He looked up at me and saw that I was feeling bad about my stupid mistake.

"Catherine, they're my spoons! I know that they've been washed properly...I hope." he reassured me. "And besides, this soup is lovely!" he announced, taking another spoonful. I relaxed and ate my own dish, carefully watching Liam's face every time he put the spoon in his mouth.

As soon as he finished, Liam threw the spoon into his plate and wiped his mouth. "That was excellent." He took his plate to the sink and kissed me. I held back a laugh. "What?" he asked. "Nothing. You just taste like soup." I laughed and he squished me into his chest.

Right now, like this, I felt that finally my holiday had really begun. No more drama of jealous friends or murderous fans, just me enjoying myself, smiling and not caring. I was carefree.

But the week went fast and in no time it was my last day in London, and my last day with Liam. We had gone to my apartment and packed my things, but spent the rest of the day soaking up our time together, for it was numbered.

We sat on the couch in silence, my head on Liam's chest. He combed his fingers through my hair gently as I quietly sobbed into his shirt. "Don't cry love. We'll work it out." he crooned. But I had my doubts, what if I couldn't come back? Or if he couldn't come and visit? The thought of this only made my cry harder.

Liam sat up and tilted my chin towards him, looking directly into my eyes. "We will figure it out, together." he said sternly, kissing me softly. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, relishing the moment. He then pulled away, with a strange smile. I frowned but he only pulled me close, pushing a stray hair behind my ear. He looked deep into my eyes, as of could see my soul, and took a breath. "I love you." he whispered.

I cried tears of joy and kissed him. "I love you too, more than anything." He smiled and kissed my forehead, hugging me tight. Slowly, I pushed him back onto the cushions and placed my lips over his heart-shaped birthmark.

I had always said that he had so much heart that God had to put some on the outside since he ran out of room, hence it's shape.

He moaned and crushed his lips against mine and I smiled into our kiss. At that very moment, I FELT that I was loved, and was overcome with the desire to never leave his arms. I'd miss him, and I didn't know for certain that we would still remain together once I was back in Australia. One could only hope...