Falling In Love in a Coffee Shop (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

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 Ali’s POV

I close my eyes and cover my face with his sweatshirt sleeve and I hear him scream something.

I love you Ali.

My eyes refilled with tears and I sat there just waiting for the stupid taxi to get to the airport. I wiped my eyes and went through security and went onto the plane and plugged my ears and blasted Almost Lover by The Fine Frenzy. I closed my eyes and I took a deep breath. I pulled my legs up to my chest, we still had a while till the plane would take off. I bit my lip until I felt blood and cried silently again. Not many people were on the plane so I sat alone. Listening to music. Staring out at the open clouds.

I already missed him so much.

I didn’t say I love you back

And now I feel like total crap.

I take a deep breath again and keep listening to music and Secrets by OneRepublic comes on.

This time

Don’t need another perfect line

Don’t care if critics ever jump in line

I’m gonna give all my secrets away

I couldn’t give all my secrets away though…I couldn’t tell Liam everything I trusted him but I didn’t want him to know that stuff.

Liam’s POV

I go to my room and sit against the wall.

This can’t be happening…can it?

It’s just a dream…

A nightmare…

Something.

Ali’s POV

-A couple hours later-

The plane lands and I get off and grab my things and go through security and get into a cab that was waiting outside. I tell them the address that my Aunt gave me and they take off down the road. I’ve never been to America and I wasn’t really planning on it. I have always adored London and even though I hated who I lived with I still loved the place.

They arrive at a small apartment complex that reminds me too much of Liam’s. I walked up to the room number and knocked on the door. The door opened and I brown haired brown eyed girl is standing in the doorway, she looks about in her thirties but she’s still really pretty.

Angela: “Hello Ali!”

She smiles at me.

Ali: “Hi.”

I attempt to smile but it turns into a frown again and I really don’t want to cry right now but I need someone to talk to.

Angela: “You alright Ali?”