Rescue Me

Lia has lived in the slums of Rio, Brazil all her life and when Lia steals from a shop one night, two boys chase her and pin her to the ground. But what Lia doesn't realise is that this one Irish boy with kind blue eyes will be the one to show her new things and teach her about the world. Maybe even teach her about love.

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49. BBQ

Lias POV

  The warm summer breeze flows through the spare room window as we paint the walls. They were a cream colour, with our handprints in loads of different colours printed around.  "I can't wait for them to get here," Brooke says as she munches on a sandwich filled with Nutella and jam. How strange.  "Neither can I, so you'll stop eating weird foods and making me go to shop to buy them." Harry replies winking, then flicking red paint at her. She frowns, picking it from her top. Then she finishes her sandwich and stands up, clapping her hands.  "It looks so good!" She exclaims, and I take a step back. Smiling, I nod. It looked great. "It's like a giant canvas that we've all added to," Harry says, wrapping an arm around Brooke and kissing the side of her head. "Who's hungry?" Niall asks, taking my hand and winking at me. "Definitely," I say, feeling my empty stomach gurgle.  "Barbecue?" Zayn suggests, looking out of the window at the hot afternoon.  "Let's go!" I say, dragging Niall down the stairs. We race out into the garden and Liam begins setting up the BBQ. About half an hour later, the fire was going and we had all set chairs up around the garden. Aaliyah and Jelly are sat on a picnic blanket with Belle and Louis; finger painting on some card. Niall was preparing the chicken in the kitchen and Harry was sorting out the salad. Zayn and Liam were talking whilst prodding the fire every so often so me and Brooke take seat and kick our feet up, gazing up at the blue sky. "Any name suggestions?" I ask and she taps a finger to her chin. "I like Brody for a boy, but it's really American. I like Tristan too. For a girl, I like... Rosie, Vila and Scarlett." She smiles at me. "Hmm, I like Tristan and Vila." I reply, watching Niall through the kitchen window.  "So, have you chosen your dress yet then?" She asks and I shake my head, pulling my sunglasses over my eyes.  "Nope." "Lia! You need to! The wedding is in..." Brooke counts off the months on her fingers. "two months!" She gasps and I shrug. "I'll find one," I tell her.  "Yes, you will. Tomorrow," Brooke demands, then she sits up; cradling her large stomach. "Belle! We're going wedding dress shopping tomorrow!" She tells her and she gives me the thumbs up. "Sure," She agrees, then her mouth forms a perfect 'o' shape. "You still haven't found a dress, Lia?" She gapes. I shake my head and she throws her arms up in the air. Niall had changed the date; turns out they were going on tour next year so he moved it forward to the 3rd of September this year. "But the wedding is in only..." She starts. "Two months." Brooke finishes, tutting before lying back down on the sunlounger. "Lia," Belle rolls her eyes at me. I just shrug again, it didn't really bother me. I had looked endlessly at thousands of dresses that I was sick of seeing them now. "Fine," I finally agree, laughing as Belle and Brooke do a little celebratory dance.  
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