I rushed down the street to get to Starbucks. I was little late because I got held up about what to wear. It was washing day, so most of my good clothes were in the wash. In the end, I decided on some old skinny jeans, that where too loose at the waist, and a black short sleeved tee-shirt with my jumper that I 'borrowed' from one of my friends and just hadn't gotten around to giving it back to them yet.

I could now see Starbucks with Madi standing out the front, waiting for me.

That's weird... Madi never waits outside for me, especially in winter.

As I got closer I saw that she had a worried look on her face and a phone to her ear. When she saw me coming towards her though, she said something to the other person and hung up on them. She raced towards me, embracing me in a big, warm hug.

"I was getting worried that Livi had forgotten to tell you about the change of plans and you weren't coming. But here you are! So, you wanna order something or are we just gonna stand out here all day long looking like idiots." Madi blurted out.

"Well, I don't know about you, but the only idiotic looking one here is you. So..."

"URGH!" Madi reached for my arm and dragged me inside of Starbucks and plonked us down in our booth by the window, where we have sat ever since we arrived in Manchester.

"So, what do you feel like? The usual?" Questioned Madi.

"Yea, that would be great thanks, although, can u get me a lemon tart please?"

"But I thought that Olivia bought you like five to eat at home?"

"Yea, but they are at the apartment, not here. Just get me a lemon tart bitch."

"Ahaha, ok ok, no need to go all hulk on me." She signalled to the waiter walking past us.

"Two coffees, two sugar in one please. Oh and a lemon tart as well." With that the waiter started walking back to the kitchen, to tel them our orders.

"So, anything been happening to you lately? Any, BOY activity maybe?" Said Madi in a teasing voice.

"Hey, not funny. But if you must know, nothing has been happening with my 'relationship status' if that's what you mean. I swear there are no guys worth even looking at for more then ten seconds in Manchester. Manchester, the place where it's cold as hell in winter, nothing every interesting happens and where any decent guy is snatched up by some random hooker girl."

"Hey, what's with the whole down in the dumps mood? Normally your all happy when we go to Starbucks but today I just get the feeling that your pissed off at everything today. You do know, that whatever is bothering you you can talk to me about, right?"

"Yea, I suppo-" my sentence got cut short by tone sound of someone clearing their throat close by.

"Was it you guys that ordered the two coffees and lemon tart?" Said a sweet, melodic voice.

I turned around, a bit shocked because normally they never delivered that food right to your table without you asking them and also the fact that I had never heard this voice before. Standing behind me in a black tee-shirt, jeans and a waiters apron was a guy, looking about 22, 23 years old, with dark chocolate hair holding a tray of coffee and a lemon tart a meter away from the back of my chair.

"Wha, what, but how? Your in, this is impossible. Your impossible. This is just my mind playing tricks on me. You can't see him, can you Danii? Please, tell me it's all in my head." Stammered Madi.

I shook my head in answer to her question and her mouth opened a little wider. After a seconds hesitation, Madi jumped out of her seat and nearly tackled the guy to the ground with a hug. Luckily though, he had managed to put his tray down on a near by table and embraced Madi in a big long hug. Three minutes later they pulled apart, Madi's face wet with tears running down her cheeks, staining the front of the mans shirt.

"Danii, this is Ben Walker. He used to be my best friend when I was living in Australia. He was planing to move with me but some..." She turned to look at Ben with a glance you might give a friend when you are stuck for words. "Difficulties arose with his family."

"She means that my cousin died."

I tuned to Ben and looked at him in shock. Something like that wasn't normally something you told a random stranger.

"So, are you gonna let me sit down and catch up with you or are we just going to stand around looking like idiots?" Questioned Ben.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm just still so surprised that your here and all. I thought that you would have at least told me..."

"Have a seat, and I'll tell you everything ok?"

"Ok."