Part Three
The plane landed on the ground with a jolt. I waited until people started to leave and then I jumped up to grab my bag from the overhead lockers. A hand grabbed mine, "where are you off?" He asked. "I'm going." I laughed; I needed to get out of here. "You're not going anywhere, now sit down." Niall demanded. I frowned, "Listen Niall, You might think I'm the type of girl who will do exactly what you say. But I'm not. Okay?" I told him. He looked at me, the picture of shock on his face. "Um…ok- okay? Well, where will I see you?" He spluttered, still trying to get over my reaction. "You probably won't." I shrugged. I picked up my bag from the seat and walked towards the exit. Well, that was…interesting.
After hours of queuing, I finally made my way out of the airport. Now here I was, with my tiny suitcase, stood in the middle of London. I had nowhere to go, and certainly nowhere to be. All I had was ten dollars in my back pocket and that was it. It wouldn't even be useful in England. So technically, I had nothing. The wind blew my hair in my face as I walked towards the bus stop, well, this would do. I pulled out my sleeping bag and settled down in a corner of the hut covering the seats.
Something shaking my shoulder woke me up. Niall? No, it couldn't be. "Hey…" said the voice. Oh my god, it was Niall. What was he doing here? "Lily? You're…You're-" "Homeless? Yes, well done Niall. In fact, yes, I think I am." I shrugged, not daring to look at him. "but-" "ahh, well, I guess you don't see many homeless people do you Niall?" I frowned. "no, not really…" he sighed, sitting down next to me. I looked at his face; he was messing with a piece of paper in his hand. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "Well, you left so quickly, I didn't have time to give you this." He passed me the paper, a number was scribbled across the middle. "OH MY GAWWDD. I HAVE NIALL HORAN'S NUMBER!" I shrieked sarcastically. I opened his hand and pressed the paper into his palm. "Niall, if you don't remember me telling you. I don't have a phone." He looked me up and down, "are you alright Lily?" He asked worriedly. "Of course I'm alright!" I snapped back. "No, but, do you have ANY money?" I looked at the floor before pulling out the ten dollars from my back pocket. Niall gasped, "Is that it?" he asked. I nodded, a tear running down my cheek.
"Here, let me give you something…" he said, opening his wallet. "No, Niall. You don't hav-" "OH MY GOD. IT'S NIALL HORAN." A girl screamed from behind Niall. "Shit. We have to get out of here." He said, grabbing me by the wrists. I picked up my bag and allowed myself to be dragged into the back of Niall's limo. Oh brilliant, now where the hell was I going?