Welcome to London

Chapter 13

Isabelle's P.O.V.-

“But I don’t want you to go!” Louis protests, stamping his foot on the floor as he glares at Larissa. She had come to our hotel earlier, her suitcases in hand, to say goodbye to us. She was leaving London today to go back home to Miami.

“Lou, there’s nothing you can do,” she says softly as she gives him a small smile.

“Larissa, I’m going to miss you so much,” I whisper as I rush forward and hug her tightly.

“I’ll miss you guys too,” she replies, tears dropping on to my shirt.

She goes around and hugs everyone else, hugging Louis longer than necessary (well, that’s what it seemed like to me). She waves goodbye and heads out the door, dragging her stuff.

“What are you doing?!” Malorie yells at Louis. “Go after her and kiss her!”

His eyes widen and he nods his head vigorously. He runs out the door and we follow, poking our heads out the door as we watch him turn her around and plant a kiss on her lips before saying goodbye once more.

“Idiot…” I mutter as he walks past me. “You didn’t even ask her out!”

He flicks me on the forehead, stalking past me and plopping himself down on the couch. He sighs, a dreamy smile appearing on his face. “Aw, Louis’ in love…” I say in a sing-song voice. He sticks his tongue out at me, turning the TV on and settling on SpongeBob.

“Are you guys sure you have to go?” Zayn asks Julianna, looking at her with wide eyes.

“Yes Zayn, I’m sure,” she replies, giving him a small smile. She leans against him, her head on his shoulder as he rubs her arm comfortingly.

Liam comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around me as he rests his chin on my shoulder. I lean back into him, closing my eyes at the feelings of his arms around me; it just felt so right, so natural. I wish I could stay here forever; never leave. This moment was just too perfect to end.

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“Isabelle,” Liam whispers, pain in his eyes as I put my clothes in my suitcase, grabbing my hand and looking into my eyes. Today was the day Julianna, Malorie, and I were leaving London to go to our next destination of our world tour. We had decided to go to the Philippines, wanting to show Malorie how awesome Filipino food and culture is. He pulls me closer to him, crashing his lips to mine. I pull myself closer to him, not wanting this moment to stop. I just loved him so much; I didn’t want to leave him.

We withdraw from each other, gasping for air. Tears spring to my eyes, falling down my cheeks as I think about how much time we had spent together. It felt so surreal; as if we had just arrived in London yesterday.

“Hey,” he whispers, wiping the tears away with his thumb as he takes my face in between his hands. “It’s going to be okay. We’ll find a way.”

I nod, hugging him tightly. He hugs me back, burying his face in my hair as he rubs small circles on my back. “Guys, it’s time to go,” Harry says as he pokes his head out through the door. We pull away from each other and I grab all of my stuff from the bed. Liam takes my suitcase, smiling slightly as he reaches for my hand. I squeeze it tightly, walking into the boys’ room. I’m immediately tackled into a hug, a tuft of blonde hair appearing in the corner of my vision.

“Niall, save the tears and hugs for later,” I say soothingly as I pat his back gently. He sniffles, pulling away as he looks at me with sad eyes. I give him an encouraging smile and he smiles back at me, walking over to Malorie and wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. “Well, let’s get this over with. Heaven knows I’ll be crying for the whole plane ride,” I announce, walking out of the hotel room.