Chapter 3 – Get going.
Leeds was in total uproar. The streets were packed with people getting into their cars, onto their bikes, and whizzing off. Those who hadn't seen the televisions were wandering around confused. They would ask people around them, and once they knew, would run to their houses and begin to pack things, before adding to the already heaving amount of traffic headed out of the city. Josh and Aaron stepped out of the door of their flat and looked around at the utter chaos around them.
"Its like the London riots came to Leeds" Josh commented. He was dressed in his RageGaming t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, a large leather jacket that seemed a little too big for him, and some white converse. A large backpack was slung over his shoulders, which seemed full to bursting. He pushed his glasses a little higher up his nose and turned to his friend. "You think everyone else is alright?"
Aaron stood there, looking out at the street. He was dressed in his Batman t-shirt, a long pair of dark cargo pants, shoes almost the same as Josh, and a dark blue hoodie. "I don't know Josh, but I hope so"
Josh walked forwards and towards his car. After the large success of their YouTube channels in early 2015, and their decision to move in together, things had really gone their way. Josh already owned a car, a Mazda RX7, which was of course bright red. Aaron owned a bike, since he saw himself as a bit of a badass when riding it. Josh saw him glance towards his sea blue bike and raised an eyebrow.
"Dude, we are NOT taking your motorbike, I'm not holding onto you like a girl."
"But... But..." Aaron pleaded, staring at his wonderful bike.
"No, just get in my car and we can drive!"
Aaron frowned, but slowly walked around to the other side of Josh's car, which they both climbed onto, putting their respective backpacks on the back seat. Josh started it up, and it began to purr. Josh cracked the widest of grins at this; he always loved the sound of his car starting. They pulled out and drove down the street, immediately being met by a swarm of traffic. The pulled out into the lane as everyone slowly progressed down the main street towards the motorways. They sat in the slow moving traffic for what seemed like forever, and they made it about half a mile before a motorbike came speeding between the lanes and out ahead of the traffic. Aaron shot Josh an incredibly resentful look, which Josh pretended to ignore.
"Knew I shoulda taken the bike..." Aaron mumbled, slouching lower into his seat.
Eventually, they made it to the motorway, and were speeding off southwards, in the direction of London. Aaron suddenly remembered what Will had said, and tapped Josh on the arm.
"Dude, we cant go to London, remember what Will said? They're already there."
It took a moment for Josh to listen, but eventually he pulled onto the hard shoulder and turned stopped the car, turning to his friend. "If we aren't going towards London, then please explain to me where the hell we are going?"
Aaron didn't actually know where to go, so he paused for a moment. "Well... I umm..."
"You don't know do you?"
"I do, I just forgot my plan."
"Oh sure, 'course you had a plan."
"I did Josh, just give me a minute." Aaron retorted, pulling a map of Great Britain out of the side pocket of the car and opening it. While he browsed the map, Josh sunk lower in his seat and began to play with his fingers, staring at the roof of the car. After a good 5 minutes of looking at the map, Josh sat up again and looked at Aaron.
"For gods sake man, do you have a plan or not?"
Before Aaron could reply, his phone began to ring. He took it out of his pocket and held it to his face. He saw who was calling, and answered with a confused tone. "Will?"
"You guys know what's happening right?" Came Evan's gentle, slightly Welsh accent. "With the invasion and shit?"
"Oh we know, we're already on the road." Replied Aaron.
"Who is it?" Asked Josh, curious.
"I'm just north of Cardiff right now, and you'll never guess who's here."
"Are you talking about me?" asked a man with an American accent.
"Tyde?" asked Aaron, a little surprized.
"Tyde's on the phone?" Asked Josh, again.
"Yea, and we have a plane!" said Will.
"You have a what?" Asked Aaron, incredulously.
"Who the hell is on the phone!?" Asked Josh, angrily.
"Yea, this guy has a plane, and he's taking people across the channel over to France. He leaves in two days, if your guys want in, you'd better get over here as soon as you can!" Said Will, excitedly. "Also, I tried reaching Fluke, but he wouldn't pick up, do you guys know where he is?"
Aaron fell silent for a few minutes. "He uhh... he was in London when an invasion hit. We don't know where he is."
"Oh, so now we talk about Fluke and pretend I'm not even here?!" Interjected Josh, slightly pissed. Aaron shot him a look which seemed to say 'Shut up! I'll tell you later!" which made Josh give a deep sigh and slouch again.
"Oh... Well i left a message on his phone. I hope he's alright." Said Will, his tone falling a little flat. "Hope you guys make it, look for the big airport and green smoke."
"I found flares!" commented Tyde, happily.
"Tyde found flares." Repeated Will.
"Alright, we'll see you there." Replied Aaron, before hanging up the call and putting the phone back into his pocket.
"So?" Asked Josh, rather annoyed at not being clued in. "What's going on?"
Aaron gave a small grin, turning to his friend. "I told you, I have a plan!"