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.


30. Heels




The boys were at their first concert on our third morning of being in Paris. It was just me, Brooke and Jelly in the room and I was helping Brooke make the bed.

“There's some entertainment tonight, especially for the boys.” Brooke chatters, plumping the pillows.

“What time does it start?” I ask, flattening out a crease.

“Seven,” She replies and then flops down on to the bed.

“How was your date last night then?” I ask her, sitting next to her.

“Great,” She grins, her blue eyes shimmering.

“Anything happen that I should know about?” I raise my eyebrows and she giggles.

“He asked me to be his girlfriend,” She spills through a mile wide smile.

“What did you say?” I nearly scream, bouncing up and down on the bed like an excited child.

“Yes! Of course,” She laughs and I clap my hands together.

“I'm so happy for you, B.” I tell her, wrapping my arms around her for a hug.

“He gave me this,” She holds up her wrist where a beautiful silver chain hangs. A single tear-drop pendant hangs, the ruby stone glimmering.

“That's gorgeous,” I say in awe, playing with the pendant.

“Lia!” Jelly's voice carries through the large room as she tumbles on to the bed.

“Hey!” I say, laughing as she wraps her arms around me in a huge hug. I stroke her hair and kiss her forehead.

“What are we going to do today?” She asks and I shrug.

“I have an idea!” Brooke shouts, grinning.

“What?” I ask.

“We should go... Shopping!” She squeals and I groan. Brooke and shopping were just... unstoppable.

Come on!” She exclaims grabbing my hand and leading me out of the room. We slip on out shoes and Iva clambers on to my back. We take the lift down and leave the hotel, the sun bright; reminding me of home.

Hmmm,” Brooke taps a finger to her chin.

Excuse me?” She asks a man in a suit as he walks past. He stops talking on his mobile to glare at her.

Oui?” He is obviously irratated.

Where are the shops?” She asks and he frowns.

Magasins?” He sighs.

Er...” Brooke casts me a look.

Oui.” She finally says.

Over there,” He says in english, pointing behind him.

Thank you!” She calls but he's already storming off.

Well,” She huffs, fixing her long hair.

He wasn't very cheerful.” I laugh at her as we head in the direction her pointed. After a few minutes, we find the busy street which we presume is the high street. Me, Brooke and Jelly spend the next four hours drifting in and out of shops; using the money that Niall and Harry had given us as spending money. I hated taking money from him, but he had insisted.

Done?” Brooke asks, putting her latest bag onto her arm. I laugh at her; she was lumbered with so many bags from so many different shops. I nod and take Jelly's hand with my free one.

I love a bit of retail therapy,” She grins at me, closing her eyes and taking in a big breath of air.

You sure do,” I note and she giggles. We reach the hotel and we lumber our bags in to the lift. We carry them in to our room before dumping them all on the bed.

Do you want a bath, Jelly?” I ask her and she nods, rushing off to get her pyjamas. I run the bath for her, not too high, and add in some smelly bubble bath. I help her undress and she jumps in, playing happily with a small rubber duck. I leave her in there, keeping the door open so I can hear her clearly.

So, what do you think? Which one?” Brooke holds up two dresses on hangers, one red and one white. I decide on the red one and she agrees, laying it down on the bed. I check on Jelly and help her wash her hair as Brooke gets changed. I lift her small body out of the water and she insists on getting dry herself. Once she appears wearing a pretty pink dress that she got today, I take her into our room and Brooke offers to dry her hair. I bite my lip and look over the assortment of new clothes that I brought today. A few different coloured jumpers, leggings, jeans, socks, underwear, tops, pyjamas, sweats and a few dresses. Brooke had also convinced me to buy a pair of black heels with spikes running up the back. I finally decide on a simple figure hugging black dress with the middle section printed with an 'aztec' style pattern. I run in to the bathroom and shower quickly, washing my long brown hair.

Can you dry mine for me too, B?” I ask her, sitting down on the stool where Iva was with my towel wrapped around me.

Sure,” She smiles, finishing curling her own and she plugs the hair dryer back in. She dries my long hair with precision and it look silky and shiny when she's finished. I leave it in it's natural waves so that it hugs my back. Brooke applies her make-up but I decide to leave my face bare. I still loved to walk about in shorts with my hair pulled back all day but Brooke insisted that I wear make-up and do my hair every day. To be honest, I really couldn't be bothered. I take a seat on the bed and plait Iva's hair whilst Brooke finishes getting ready. We were about half an hour early so we cuddle together on the sofa under a duvet and watch a documentary about horses. It makes me miss the smell of them, the feeling of riding and the wind coursing over my face as I sail over jumps. The boys walk in and soon, the living room is crowded. Everyone begins talking and Niall kisses me on the head from behind; wrapping his hands around my neck as he stands behind the sofa.

You look beautiful,” He whispers, his breath hot on my cheek. I giggle and blush.

Where are we going, anyway?” Lou asks and Brooke tells him.

Sweet, I'll be five minutes!” He says before dashing out of the room. Zayn follows and so does Liam, until it's only me, Niall, Brooke, Iva and Harry in the room. The documentary finishes and Iva begins playing on the floor with a plastic tea set. Niall joins her and I laugh as she offers him a cup of tea.

What's the entertainment, then?” Harry asks Brooke and she looks at her phone.

A band, a comedian and then...” She scrolls down the screen.

A dance act.”

Sounds great,” Louis says, coming in to the room. Niall stands up and we head across the hall, Zayn and Liam joining us. I unsteadily make my way into the lift and Niall laughs at my unstable feet.

Shut up,” I say, hitting him in the chest.

I love you,” He whispers with an impish grin that still manages to make my heart skip.

I love you too, Nialler.” I smile and he kisses me. We break apart as the lift comes to a stop and the eight of us pile into the lobby. We are directed to the entertainment hall and we take our seats to the slight right of the stage. I sit beside Niall and Brooke, Iva balancing on Niall's knee.


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