The Hopeless Romantics (one direction)

CHAPTER: 14

Cassady:

The Manchester streets were bustling with activity.

Many heads bobbed ahead of me like a sea of people.

I could even hear yells and laughter, a sound tightly knitted with the city.

I had been to New York before.

It was similar, though here in England, when you bump into somebody, they don't give you dagger eyes plus death threats.

Most of the time.

I searched around the street for the building I knew oh so well.

When my eyes met it's colorful exterior, I smiled.

When I finally pushed through the crowd, up the three little steps and was in front of the big wooden door, I took a deep breath.

The knocker was made of bronze, in the shape of a lion.

I clanked it one, two and then three times.

The sound was solid and loud.

The big door creaked and a sliver of it opened.

A face I did not recognize peeked out. A blonde hair and blue eyed woman.

What was quite weird, was that she had a white coat on.

Like the kind doctors wear.

Doctors and important people.

I had seen my mother wear one of those before.

She smiled at me.

"I assume you are here to see, um, Lauren?"

She asked, hesitating slightly before saying the name.

"Yes, is she here?"

I countered, was today the right day?

The woman I did not know nodded and opened the door.

I hesitantly stepped over the threshold.

The layout was plain.

A wide space with beige walls and a table with four chairs,

Then as I have come to know, two more rooms- a bathroom and bedroom.

No kitchen.

"Lauren is in the bedroom," she gestured to me.

Not wanting to linger, I quickly strides to the familiar door and put my hand on the knob.

Then twisted.

Lauren, with her caramel hair and brown eyes was sitting on the bed, next to the long couch.

She waved me in and smiled at me.

I smiled back. She raised and hugged me tightly.

"How have you been?" she asked.

"Good," I said. I tell her everything, we have known each other for over two years.

Though she is only three older than me, twenty.

"I made new friends."

Her smile wavered but quickly quirked back up.

"Did you now?" Lauren's eyebrows rose.

I nodded.

"Why don't you take a seat," she said and pointed to the couch.

I do.