When Worlds Combine - A WWC Sequel

5; Ancient books, forgotten candy and Ray Bans

"Huh," I say.

Zayn grins. "Nice photo."

"Might just be our first couple one."

"I'll have to get a copy of that." He winks.

"Put it on our wedding invitations?" I tease.

He grabs the cup out of my hand and chokes as he sculls some back. "You're joking, right?"

"About the photo being on our invites, or marriage?"

He winces. "Both?"

I roll my eyes but smile anyway.

"Well, look at the happy couple." A sudden voice makes us both jump.

We look and my eyes immediately scan up long, bare legs and a thin body. I sigh.

"Brittany!" Zayn says in the fakest, most nauseating voice I've ever heard. "So good to see you!"

"Yeah, well obviously." Brittany sneers at me. She looks the same, but somehow more meaner. I don't really see what the point is in holding such a grudge, but her hate for me still lingers. "Hello, Violet."

I give a tiny smile. "Hi."

"So, I heard the news," she says. "That you two are very much in love. Congratulations."

"Thanks," Zayn and I both chorus.

"I'd like you to meet my boyfriend," she says, looking around behind her. "Mitchell!"

A guy walks over to her and he looks way older. Like, way older. Later thirties kind of older. He sports a pretty killer beard and sweater vest. He wraps his arm around Brittany's waist and rubs at her breast. I hear Zayn gag beside me.

"This is my boyfriend Mitchell," Brittany repeats. "We've been together for months."

"How nice," I say. It's not. It's weird.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Zayn." Zayn holds out his hand and Mitchell shakes it firmly.

We all look at each other in an awkward silence for a bit and then Brittany exclaims her and Mitchell should go. We exchange awkward goodbyes and then Zayn turns to me.

"What the fuck?"

"Was that her boyfriend or her father?" I say.

"God, how creepy." Zayn's eyes float over me and suddenly widen. "Holy shit."

I turn and follow his eye line, and I see him looking at someone standing by the food table. He's a bulky guy with messy brown hair and by his side is the most stunning girl I have ever seen. She's evenly tanned, curvy and has long dark hair.

The boy turns around and that's when I realise who he is.

"Carter!" Zayn yells out.

Carter looks ahead at us and he breaks into a huge smile. We watch him bend down and talk to the girl at his side, then both of them walk over to us.

"Zayn! Hey, man, how are you?" Carter cries, giving Zayn a quick hug. "Violet, you look stunning."

"Carter, you have muscles." Zayn just looks at Carter, struggling to believe he's real.

Carter laughs. "Hey, this is Nicole. This is Zayn and Violet."

We introduce ourselves to the goddess and she claims she has to use the bathroom. She kisses Carter's cheek before floating off.

"That's your girlfriend?" Zayn cries. "Mate, high five!"

"How are you guys?" He asks. "You're at college, yeah?"

"Yeah, we're going good. Tell me about you, man. God, I can't believe this. Is Joel here? He needs to see you," Zayn rambles.

"I'm good. I'm actually living back in Leeds. Nicole and I live together in a house by the beach. It's real nice, you should come stay sometime."

We're about to reply and say how absolutely brilliant that sounds, when there's a loud screech of tyres outside. We all stop and look at the doors to the hall, and everything's basically silent as everyone just waits in anticipation.

There's loud footsteps and then someone appears at the doors, looking absolutely fresh and immaculate. He's dressed in a white shirt, smooth black blazer, black pants and dress shoes. Everyone's absolutely transfixed, eyes glued. He looks so good it's hard not to stare.

The guy steps inside and pulls off his Ray Ban's, careful to not mess up his perfectly styled hair. The keys in his hands dangle and in the light I see the Porsche logo. He then looks around and his eyes find mine. And it takes some time, and I think I'm the last to realise, but I'm staring right into the cold brown eyes of Liam.