No Strings Attached

Chapter 25- Lovestruck Idiot!

"For you, oohhh I would walk a thousand miles to be in your arms, holding my heart." Be Alright, Justin Bieber :')

Willow's P.O.V

"No way!" I breathed out as soon as I saw his face. "You-"

I stopped when he put his hand over my mouth and pulled me over to the corner of the shop.

I flailed my arms and licked his hand to make him let go. "Ew!" he pulled his hand away and wiped it on his hoodie in disgust. "You're gross."

"Look whose talking, Thomas Parker!" I threw back.

He smiled and pulled his hoodie over his head. "Got a point there, Willow."

"What are you doing here?!" I asked him. Not that I wasn't glad he was here and all, but the guys are supposed to be in England working on their single. And I don't know about the rest of the girls, but I don't wanna face all their angry fans when they realize their single has been put on hold for 5 girls they met over vacation!

Tom put on his sunglasses and took a deep breath. He glanced around the shop and made sure no one could listen to them. "Well, Nathan-"

"Oh gosh." I interrupted. No surprise. I threw my hands up to pause him and then continued for him. "Nathan finally came to his senses and decided to fly all the way here to America to finally ask Jordan out because he chickened at the airport. So, he begged the rest of you guys to tag along because the rest of you also wanted to see your girls. But, management doesn't have a clue about this and they think you're working in the studio at the moment, when you're really across the ocean in Boston meeting up with the five girls you all fell hopelessly in love with." I ended with a smile.

Tom stared back at me shocked and at a loss for words. "What? How'd you know all that?"

I shrugged. "This is the classic plan for a lovestruck idiot. And in our case, that idiot's name is Nathan Sykes."

Tom laughed and nodded towards the front. "Wanna go catch up with the rest of the guys?"

"Of course I do! But let me go tell the girls first. Boy, will they be surprised." I said and walked towards our table.

A very tired Kat was leaning on Rachael's shoulder as a very hungry Jordan rested her head on the table and Heather was just staring into outer space.

I walked up to them with a smile and sat in my seat. I folded my hands together and stared at them from across the table.

Heather raised her eyebrows and sat up straight in her chair. "What's up with you?"

I shrugged. "Nothing."

"Willow, if you say that you spotted a cute boy at the counter, let me just tell you that Siva would not approve." said Rachael.

"Are you kidding me? I only have eyes for my handsome Irish boy." I scoffed.

Jordan's head shot up and she stared at me with hungry eyes. "Did you get me my-"

"Nope."

Jordan immediately frowned and threw her head back down. "Go figures." She mumbled.

I smirked and nodded towards the table behind us. "Hey, why don't we go make some friends?" Heather turned around and saw the table full of guys wearing sunglasses and hoodies. She turned back to me and gave me a weird look. "Why are those guys wearing hoodies?"

"And sunglasses?" Rachael added.

"I don't even know what you guys are talking about, but I don't wanna get mugged." Jordan's muffled voice was heard.

I chuckled and stood up. "Come on guys, I bet they're friendly."

"Who's friendly?" A very sleepy Kat said dreamily. She fluttered her eyes and stirred her head on Rachael's shoulder.

"Willow wants us to go make friend with a gang." Jordan replied.

I smacked the back of her headband watched as her hand snapped to her head and rubbed the spot I hit her. "Stop judging people!"

Heather gasped and threw her hand over her mouth. "Is Willow actually being mature?" she said sarcastically.

Rachael matched Heather's face and added, "It's a miracle!"

I rolled my eyes and tried to pull Jordan from the table. She struggled and held onto the edge of the table.

Gosh, if she actually knew Nathan was there at the other table waiting for her, she would've jumped in his arms immediately.

Kat started laughing softly and stood up next to me. "Let's go make friends!"

"I can be lonely." Jordan said and held onto the table tighter.

I pulled her harder. "Come on Jordan, stop being such a loner!"

"I can be a loner if I want, it's a free country!"

I sighed and let go of Jordan. This girl is so hard to work with.

Meanwhile, Kat's eyes wandered the restaurant and fixed on the table next to us. Actually, they were fixed on a certain someone at the table. He had taken off his hoodie, exposing his arms and shoulders, but his actual hoodie was still oh his head. Including the sunglasses.

Kat stared closer at his arm and gasped when she saw the tattoo on his muscle.

Those roses were unmistakable. They only belonged to one guy she knew.

"MAX!" she exclaimed and ran to the other table, throwing herself into his arms.

"Max?" Heather and Rachael said with confusion in their voices.

"Max?!" Jordan gasped. She stood up and fixed her messy hair. Her eyes searched the table that Kat was at and let out another gasp. "NATHAN!"

"Well it's about damn time!" I mumbled and pulled Rachael and Heather to the other table.

Jordan's P.O.V

I sure didn't see that one coming. 

Did Nathan really fly across the ocean to America to see us?

I grabbed Nathan's hoodie and pulled it down. He snapped his head to my direction and stared up at me.

I laughed and pulled off his sunglasses as well. "Alright, whose brilliant idea was it to wear hoodies and sunglasses in the middle of the night?"

Jay sunk in his seat a bit and looked down at the table. "I thought it'd make us unnoticeable."

Rachael scoffed. "Yeah 'cause five guys walking around with hoodies pulled over their heads and sunglasses on when it's the middle of the night is TOTALLY not noticeable."

"Yeah well what I want to know is," Heather began. "whose brilliant idea was it to come here to America when you should be working on your album and single?"

She eyed Tom suspiciously, but it was Nathan who sank in his seat a bit at her question.

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Not as welcoming as the boys had hoped for, huh? :P

~Sarah xx