Hey guys! SO SO SO SOOO sorry it's taken so long to update this, school has been ridiculous lately. But I'm now off for 2 weeks, woo! So hopefully I'll get some more chapters your way soon.

Chapter 9 - An unexpected setting

Keira's POV

We managed to find 4 seats together on the crowded tube as Phil sat next to Emily, and Dan next to me. I was filled with anticipation and wonder as to where the boys were taking us. I was always one for planning what to do. I wasn't spontaneous at all and all this uncertainty was making me nervous. Emily on the other hand was the kind of girl who would always make the best out of a situation. Or the worst. Depends on how many vodka shots she's had down her neck.

More people piled into the stuffy carriage as we passed stop after stop. If this took any longer my curiosity was going to burst out of my chest in the shape of a leprechaun and dance on the heads of all the commuters on their way home from work.

Finally Dan stood up with Phil close behind him and reached out for my hand.

'C'mon, I can see you wriggling in your seat, Little Miss Impatient. This is our stop.' He said with a glint in his eye as I accepted his hand and stood up, tripping slightly as the train jolted, only to fall into Dan's strong arms.

'Watch yourself there love.' Dan sniggered, placing me firmly back on my feet before snaking an arm around my waist to guide me off of the train.

'I'm perfectly capable of walking on my own you do realise?' I snapped back at Dan before immediately regretting it. I didn't want him to take his hands off of me, his warmth gave me comfort. I just wasn't used to it.

By this point we were off of the train and were standing against the wall of the platform, waiting for Emily and Phil to join us. Dan leaned in close to me, his hands on either side of my waist as he gently pulled me closer to him, his forehead resting on mine as he bit his lip gently looking down through long eyelashes at my bewildered eyes.

'Do you want me to let you go?'

God was he beautiful. His dark chocolate hair fell over his eyes making him look mysterious and dangerous whilst the small dimples that appeared in his soft, light caramel skin whenever he gave one of those heart stopping crooked smiles made him look innocent and childlike. How could someone who looked so deadly also look so safe? I snapped my eyes at the floor, suddenly feeling self conscious.

'N...No' I stuttered. I could feel his hot breath on my lips as his fingertips swirled patterns on my skin through the thin t-shirt I was wearing.

'Well that's alright then. Because I don't want to let go.' I looked up at Dan in disbelief as he leaned his head up to softly press his lips to my forehead.

'Dan! Keira! There you are, we thought we'd lost you again.' Phil explained hurriedly as he made his way over to us, guiding Emily in front of him.

'Oh yeah, sorry about that.' I apologised, pulling away from Dan. 'I just started feeling a little claustrophobic, needed to get out of the big crowds' And into Dan's arms. I added as a side note in my head.

'Oh that's completely understandable. London can get a bit overwhelming at times, especially when you've come from a small village like you have.'

My eyebrows raised as I gave Phil a questioning look. How did he know I'd come from a small village?

'Oh yeah, Emily told me about where you two grew up. I hope you don't mind' How could I mind when Phil looked so adorable when he was scared he'd done something wrong.

'No honestly, it's fine. You just caught me off guard is all' The relief was visible on Phil's face as his body language relaxed once again.

'At least Dan and myself were lucky. We came here from Manchester so we were used to a little hustle and bustle. Nothing quite compares to London though.'

With every word the tall black haired male said, I was starting to wonder whether moving to London was a good idea. I knew Emily didn't like crowded places that much. She often had panic attacks if we were out together and she couldn't see where I was, and I had to be honest, I didn't like it when I couldn't see her either. Maybe this wasn't so much of a great plan after all.

'Phil. Shut up.' I heard Dan say sharply from beside me as his hand started rubbing comforting small circles at the bottom of my back.

I hadn't realised that I was now slumped against the wall, staring at my fingers as I picked off the nail varnish I had only reapplied that morning.

Dan could sense that something was wrong.

'What? Oh, damn it, sorry Keira, I didn't mean to worry you. Trust me, not all of London is as busy as that. The place we're taking you to certainly isn't. It's so lovely, it's got- Ow! Dan why did you hit me!'

I saw Dan shoot a glare of warning in Phil's direction before rolling his eyes and explaining to him.

'We don't want to spoil the surprise for them! If they don't know what it is, it'll be ten times more awesome when they do see it!'

Phil caught on quickly.

'Oh right, yeah, sorry again. Sometimes I feel like I need to carry around a roll of duct tape just so I don't blurt stuff out. You're going to love the place though. I promise.'

As much as I loved the company of the boys, I was getting really impatient now, and I could see Emily who was standing to the side of Phil getting sketchy as well.

'Well then how about you take us there instead of constantly talking about it. We've been waiting for hours!' Yep. If we didn't get there soon, then that leprechaun was coming out to dance on peoples heads.

Dan and Phil glanced at each other again before offering their hands to their respective companions. Sometimes I could have sworn they were twins with the silent communications I saw them doing. It was like looking at me and Em in a gender confused mirror!

'Right this way m'lady.' Dan bowed before me as I accepted his hand once again. His head snapped up the moment my skin made contact and a cheeky grin was plastered on his face.

Before I knew what was happening, Dan was running through the tube station with me in tow and Phil and Emily following closely behind. All of us giggling like children on a school trip.

Once out of the tube station, we continued running through the streets of London for about 10 minutes before me and Emily gave up and collapsed on a near by bench, resulting in the boys giving us piggy back rides for the next 10 minutes until we reached a tall set of flats that looked like it had been abandoned for years.

The windows were all boarded up and a chain and padlock was twisted around the front gate. All that could be seen beyond the rusted iron bars was a single flickering light bulb, hanging from the ceiling inside the entrance stairwell which was swinging in the slight breeze.

What were we doing here? We obviously couldn't get in, unless Dan or Phil had a pair of bolt cutters in their back pocket, I severely doubted we'd be able to cut through the chain on the door.

'Guys, what are we doing here? I feel like someone's going to come out from around the corner and try and mug me.' Emily made a feeble attempt at a joke, yet the true fear could be heard through her weak laughter. Phil placed a comforting arm around her shoulder. London was still scary to us, especially in a place like this, even if we did have two 6'5" + men with us.

'Don't worry, Em.' Dan announced, fishing in his pocket and bringing out his set of keys before finding the smallest key and twisting it into the lock.

It opened and fell to the ground within a matter of seconds. 'We're the only people who come in here.'

What was Dan doing with a key to a place like this? Well there's only one way to find out. I took a deep breath and reached out for Dan's hand as I took the first step into the strange and desolate building.

Dan squeezed my hands and motioned for me to walk in front of him on the thin narrow staircase which ran along the left side of the building.

The walls were painted in a pale yellow colour that would often be associated with youth hostels and police stations and the plaster was starting to peel so that in places, the original brick work of the building could be seen. I kept my eyes down on the steep steps I was walking on, looking at the state of this place I half expected one of the steps to crumble under my feet. But after 36 flights later, and no crumbled steps (although Phil did trip up at one point which was admittedly quite funny, even if we all jumped at his little yelp) Dan shimmied past me to open the door at the top of the stairs.

What I saw next took my breath away.

Yeah. Cliff hanger. I'm well aware you all want to shoot me. But what do you guys think's going to happen next? Leave me a review telling me what you think! Loves ya, Tisha x