After breakfast, Rob dragged me all over the city, showing landmarks of his childhood. After going past the Parliament building for the 5th time, I stopped and pulled Rob back.

"Rob, as much fun as this is... I'm kinda tired." I smiled up at him. He beamed right back and pulled his hat over his mess of hair.

"Sorry, I haven't been home in a long time. I'm kind of excited." He looked around and rubbed his chin. "Well, what do you want to do?" I looked around, trying to figure out what did want to do.

"Do you know any good pubs?" I saw the sparkle in Rob's eyes over the edge of his Ray-Ban Wayfarers.

"I know the perfect spot." He took my hand and pulled me down the street. After a quick trip, we pulled up in front of the Lockside Lounge. It was a small little place hidden away from everything else. I smiled as Rob strolled in, still hiding behind his sunglasses and hat. The bartender looked up and smiled.

"Well, bloody hell, is that you , Rob?" Rob pulled off his hat and sat down at the bar. "It is you. I haven't seen you in ages." Rob laughed.

"Jim, it's only been a year and a half since I last played a gig here. I'll have two house beers." I sat down next to Rob.

"You used to play gigs here?" I tapped my fingers on the bar and looked around. It was a small, dim-lit place, just the kinda place Rob would hang out at.

"A friend of mine used to work here, so he got me gigs here. It was only to help pay my rent while I looked for a job, but sadly it didn't hold up as well as I thought it would." He ruffled his hair.

"Two beers." Jim slid two beers down the bar. Rob caught both and handed me one.

"This is one of the best beers in London." He took a swig. Jim settled across form the two of us, there was no one else in the entire bar.

"So, Robbie, what've you been up to?" He assessed Rob then glanced at me. Rob laughed and drew circles on the bar with the condensation on the bottle.

"Been living across the Pond, but came back here to shoot a movie." Jim nodded, still glancing at me. I looked at Rob out of the corner of my eyes, waiting for him to say something about me. Not getting the hint, Jim spoke up.

"Where'd you pick up this one?" he nodded towards me. I laughed. Rob chuckled too.

"I got this one back in LA, she doesn't seem to want to leave me alone." Rob smiled as I smiled shyly. "No, she's a great. My sister's approve of her." He tried to sound nonchalant, but the smile on his face led to a low snicker.

"Oh, she must be good. You sister's don't even approve of you." Jim wiped the counter, trying to avoid Rob's glare.

After a round of beers and a lot of chatting, Rob and I headed back to Lizzy's. She was gone for the day, but Rob had a key.

"We should probably go soon, I have to work in the morning." Rob leaned against the counter, his still moist hair falling over his eyes. I nodded and grabbed my coat off the table while Rob grabbed a few drinks from the fridge.

"Are you sure Lizzy won't mind if you still her food?" I laughed as Rob walked out the door, his arms filled with boxes of crackers and soda. He rolled his eyes.

"She'll get over it."

When we got back to Dublin, Rob fell asleep on the couch. I curled up next to him, careful not to wake him. The warmth of his body was comforting, the sweet smell of lavender soap lulling me to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I was curled up on the bed, the curtains pulled tightly closed. I groggily got out of bed to find a cup of chai and a note on the coffee table.

Good Morning,

Had to go to work, didn't want to wake you. Here's your morning

chai. Have fun today, I should be home pretty late tonight.

Love, Rob

I smiled and sipped my tea slowly. I thought I'd spend the day here, cozy in the hotel room. I wasn't quiet feeling the greatest. After watching Monty Python for the 3rd time, I got up and got dressed out of my pajamas. I settled for a pair of sweats and a t shirt, not much of a change, but, again, I wasn't feeling good. Maybe it was the fact I was going home the next day, or maybe it was the dinner I had last night. I couldn't tell, but I was slightly nauseous.

When Rob got home, I had fallen asleep on the couch. The sound of the door slamming woke me. Ron looked worried.

"Did I wake you? Sorry. Go back to bed." He kissed my forehead lightly and went to take a shower.

The next morning was excruciating. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay here forever, but Rob wouldn't have me miss my flight. He got the day off so he could take me to the airport, after taking me out for lunch.

I packed slowly, hoping I would miss my flight. It didn't work, I was packed and still had 2 hours before I needed to be to the airport. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail and sighed.

"Why do I have to go home so early? I've only been here for a few days." I clung to Rob, who was sitting on the couch, watching me huff and puff about leaving.

"Because, I'm going to be really busy and your dad's birthday is tomorrow." he kissed my forehead and smiled. "I'll call you everyday, I promise. Okay?" I nodded into his shirt.

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