The Doubt of Moving On

Liam Payne was once in love. He was head over heels for her. He'd take the moon for her. But she did something that not only hurt him but his friends as well. He doesn't know what to do. All he can do is hang on to the past. Hang on to her. But he knows he needs to move on.
Ruby Adams was once happy. She was head over heels for a guy. She loved her brother more than anything. But the guy she loved did something to her which made her do something to her brother. She's a mess. All she can do is mope around. Not care about anything else. But she knows she needs to move on.
When their fates cross paths, will they finally do what they need to do all along?
*Don't need to read Chasing the Sun for this spinoff*


27. Epilogue



“I’ve never been to Australia.” Ruby mused as she settled herself in her seat on the plane. She folded and unfolded her sweater on her lap. I could tell that she was getting restless, we were only two hours into the flight so there was still another 19 hours to go. I grabbed her hand to stop her restless folding and she gave me a shy smile.

“Australia’s beautiful. You’ll love it there!” I told her.

“Is it going to be really hot?” She asked.

“I assume it will be. Last time I went it was in October and that was the middle of spring and since it’s February, the last month of summer I’m assuming it’s going to be really hot.” I replied.

“Actually,” Georgia appeared over us, her elbows resting on the tops of our chairs, “it’s different every summer but my mum says that it’s hotter than usual and our usual is 30 degrees.”

“Jesus, Georgia. Ever heard of privacy?” I said with a roll of my eyes.

“Niall’s asleep so what else am I supposed to do?” She inquired rhetorically.

“Wake him up? Taunt him with food? I don’t know, you think of something.” I retorted. She rolled her eyes and whacked my head before dropping back into her seat. I grinned triumphantly at  Ruby and she smacked me arm.

“Ow!” I protested.

“Don’t be rude.” She huffed before standing up and leaning over the chairs. “I’ll talk to you, Georgia.” I heard her say. I rolled my eyes at her actions and lightly slapped her ass to which she glared at me over her shoulder.

I turned to the aisle next to me and saw that Harry was still awake. Beside him were Perrie and Zayn who were asleep on each other’s shoulders. We met Perrie in October, by that time her and Zayn have been dating for four months. We didn’t even know Perrie’s name until the third month they were dating. Zayn wouldn’t tell us anything because he wanted to make sure that everything was going right. You may think that the way Harry acts with Ali, that he’s the romantic in the band but it’s actually Zayn. Zayn is such a romantic it almost strips him of his masculinity.

“Harry, you look jittery.” I told him as I noticed his bouncing leg, a habit I’ve picked up on whenever he’s nervous. He glanced down at his leg and stopped the bouncing and looked at me sheepishly.

“Sorry, I just can’t wait to see Ali again. I haven’t seen her in a month.” He said.

“I understand but you’ll see her in less than 19 hours.” I told him and he nodded his head absentmindedly. 

“I miss her.” He said.

“Of course you do.” I replied.

“I’m meeting her parents for the first time ever. I mean, I’ve spoken to them a few times when Ali was on the phone to them but I’ve never, you know, met them.” He told me. “This is the first time I’ve ever met my girlfriend’s parents.”

I smiled, almost prideful that Harry’s finally reached this point of his relationship. “It only feels nerve-wracking. Meeting the parents isn’t as dreadful as people say it is. Whatever Ali’s said about them is how they really are.”

“I don’t think I should listen to you. You’ve done this more than anyone I know.” He said.

I rolled my eyes. “Ruby’s parents were the second parents I’ve ever met.”

Harry’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Really?”

I nodded. “Just Danielle’s and Ruby’s and that’s it.”

“Well that’s news.” Harry mused.

“Oh, shut up. Zayn’s met more parents than I have.” I replied.

“Are you talking about Zayn behind his back?” Ruby said accusingly.

Harry grinned. “No, we’re talking about him on his side.”

Ruby threw peanut at Harry that was in a cup on her tray table. “Don’t use your smart mouth on me. Besides, that didn’t sound right.”

Harry threw the peanut back at her and thus began the war of the peanuts. Georgia joined in as well since Niall was still asleep and she was still bored. Louis and Eleanor, who were seated in front of Ruby and I, joined in as well and soon enough I joined in as well. Peanuts were down my shirt and in my hair and in my lap. 

A few minutes later, we were told off by a flight attendant who told us that if he caught us throwing more peanuts, he’s kicking us off at the next stopover in Hong Kong. When he left we all erupted into laughs that finally woke Zayn and Perrie.

“Why are we covered in peanuts?” Zayn asked confusedly as he brushed off the nuts off his sweater, which we told him so many times not to wear since it’s probably 30˚ in Australia. 

Every one of us pointed to Ruby who blinked in surprise then feigned innocence and obliviousness. “Me? How ever could that be?” She asked in an overdramatic innocent tone.

“Shut up, Ruby, it was all you.” Louis shouted which caused people to shush him.

“Believe whatever you want to believe, Tomlinson.” She sighed and i chuckled.

“You, my little Ruby, are the most annoying person anyone could ever come across.” I told her.

She grinned at me. “And that is why you love me.”

“Who said anything about me loving you.” I replied.

She smacked my arm and I chuckle, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and giving her a chaste in her hair. 


It was overbearingly hot when we landed in Australia and I immediately regretted wearing jeans. Ruby changed halfway through the flight out of her purple long sleeve and light grey jeans into a red summer dress that hugged her curves nicely. 

Man, I missed Australia. I haven’t been here since 2012. 

“Harry!” A voice screeched once we grabbed our bags from the baggage claim. A mess of brown hair came leaping into Harry’s arms. Harry stumbled back slightly as he held Ali up, her legs around his waist and arms around his shoulders. He wrapped both his arms around his waist and spun her around. 

I chuckled slightly and looked away, not wanting to intrude on something so personal. We turned to Jenna who looked a little stressed with her blonde hair tied back and simple looking clothes. I’ve know Jenna for almost a year and half and I know that she never ever wears simple looking clothes. Never. 

“Hey.” She grumbled. 

“Woah, look at little Ms Grumpy Pants.” Louis mocked and poked her side. Jenna glared at him and he instantly backed away.

“Jenna, what’s wrong?” Ruby asked, stepping forward and touching her shoulder.

“Everything! The flower arrangements are wrong. Apparently the stupid tulips won’t be at the reception until two and a half hours in! That can’t happen! It has to be an hour early so everything is set.” Jenna yelled. “This can not be happening.”

“Didn’t think she’d turn Bridezilla on her wedding day, to be honest.” Niall commented. Jenna glowered at him so frighteningly hard that her left eye twitched and each one of us took a step back.

“Would you like me to call them?” Ruby asked. “I’m very persuasive.”

Jenna huffed. “Please. Ali tried and they said almost the same thing. I never thought wedding days could be so stressful.”

“Don’t worry, Jenna. Your wedding will turn out beautifully.” Georgia grinned. “You’re going to be my sister-in-law! Smile! Be happy!”

“Well if the flowers get to the reception on time, I will be happy.” Jenna growled.

“Hey, guys.” Ali greeted.

“Well look who finally decided to talk to us.” Zayn said sarcastically.

“Tell me, Zayn, if you were separated from Perrie for a month what would be the first thing you do?” Ali challenged.

“Whatever.” Zayn grumbled.

“Okay, now that I just shamed Zayn’s ass off, let’s go!” Ali grinned. Jenna muttered about how traitorous Ali was being with her happy mood as she walked to the exit. 

“Where’s Jake?” i asked.

“He’s currently setting up our place.” Ali replied vaguely.

“You’re hiding something.” Niall said with narrowed eyes.

She grinned happily. “You’ll see. You’ll love it!”

We split up into two cars. Ruby and I joining with Harry and Alira with the others in Jenna’s car. We drove for a bit until I realised that we missed the turnoff to go to her house. 

“Ali, where are we going?” I asked her, looking around for any of those big green signs on the sides of the roads that would give me some indication of where we were going. 

“Just wait, Liam! I promise you’ll all love it.” She beamed at me through the rearview mirror. I sighed but quieted nonetheless.

Ruby reached across the middle seat and held my hand and offered me a small smile. I returned her smile and squeezed her hand. Ali finally stopped half an hour later in front of a very familiar house.

“Is this what I think it is?” I asked as I gazed up at the three story white house.

Ali nodded enthusiastically and stepped through the door. I grabbed Ruby’s hand, ignoring her questions about or bags in the car, and pulled her in. It was exactly how I remembered it. Wide, spacious and bright with three plush, creamed-coloured sofas and a bright green love seat with a glass white coffee table atop of an orange rug. And I know that the rooms were still the same. 

This house had three stories. Five bedrooms on the second floor and one massive bedroom and a sitting room on the third. Im guessing Jake and Jenna have transformed this house into a massive sort of family house for all of us. 

“Jake wants to set up an elevator.” Ali told me and I snorted. Of course he would.

“How’d you get the house again?” I asked Ali.

“Jake’s parents bought it.” She replied.

“Oh, man. Ruby this is where we stayed when we first met them.” I told my girlfriend. She let go of my hand and wandered around, looking curiously at various different items. I never noticed the picture frames hanging on the walls until Ruby reached a tentative hand to touch it. It was a photo of all twelve of us at christmas. We all drove down to Brighton and literally had a feast at one of the hotels down there and it was honestly one of the best christmases of my life.

“We all get the same rooms.” Ali told me. I quickly grabbed Ruby’s hand and dragged her up the stairs to the room I was in that time we were here.

“I stayed in here.” I told her and opened up the door. The twin beds that was in here when I stayed was gone and was replaced by a big white double bed with a hanging canvas of red and black swirls. There was a mirrored closet on the left side and a bathroom on the right. It doesn’t look like it’s specifically for me but it’s the little things in the room that told me it was mine. Like the little turtle figures on the chest drawers just beside the door.

“Wow. They went all out.” Ruby commented as she looked into the bathroom that was a moderate size, not too big but not too small either.

“The pool is the best thing.” I said and dragged her back downstairs to the pool out the back.

The pool was long, rectangular with light blue tiles. There was a mini waterfall just across the pool that gushed over rocks and into the pool. There were also stepping stones that led right to the gate the brought you directly to the beach. Beside the doorway was a lounge area with brown outdoor couches and an outdoor glass table. 

“It’s gorgeous here.” Ruby noted.

“It is.” I replied.

“I’m jetlagged. I’m going to take a nap after I talk to the flower people.” Ruby half yawned, half said.

I nodded and kissed her head. She walked back in and I stayed out the back and found Jake off on the side, fixing what looks like a fly screen on one of the windows. 

“Hey.” I said and he nodded his head.

“So your parents paid this off? So there’s not mortgage or anything?” i asked him as I sat down on one of the seats.

He nodded. “Yeah. It’s like an early wedding present.”

“You excited? You’ve got almost a week left.” I told him.

He grinned. “I’ve never felt this excited for anything.”

Jake proposed to Jenna in October last year for their one year anniversary. They flew down to Australia to visit both their families. Jenna hasn’t seen her parents since they met up in Paris so long ago. So they went back to “visit” and I was the only one who knew that Jake was going to propose. He told me his plans for everything. It was a pretty cheesy proposal because he was pretty cheesy when they first met. He didn’t even get the full question out before she started screaming yes.

“So is everything set? Apart from those flowers that Jenna’s totally pissed off about.” I asked him.

“To be honest, I don’t care if we got married in a garage with an Elvis Presley impersonator  without a reception. Just as long as I’m married to her by the end of the day.” He said.

“Setting the bar high, are you?” I chuckled.

“Yeah, but Jenna insists on a full wedding ceremony with a priest and people and an entourage and flowers. But I don’t mind. I’m just excited to call her my wife.” He grinned. “Speaking of an entourage, would you be my best man?”

I froze in surprise. “Me?”

“You’re the only one here, Liam.” He chuckled.

“Woah, are you serious? I’d love to.” I replied.

“Good, because I told Jenna you were my best man before I even asked you.” He replied as he pulled away from the window.

“Why me?” I asked him and for a second I felt a little self conscious.

“Well, you’re the only one I’ve ever spoken to about this. You’re the first person I told when I was looking for engagement rings and you were the only one I told about me proposing and I think, and don’t tell the others this because I will deny it, I think you’re an awesome guy.” He replied.

“Wow, okay. Yeah, I will be.” I said and he grinned.

“One more week and then she’s my wife.” He said as we walked back into the house where Ali was already cooking her infamous spaghetti. 

I walked to my room where Ruby was fast asleep with her phone on the bedside table. I pulled off my shoes and got in beside her just as her phone lit up. I subconsciously answered it.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Hi, is this Ruby Adams?” They asked.

“No but I could give her a message.” I told them.

“This is Sandra from Flora Boutique, I would just like to let her know that the white tulips for Mr & Mrs Smith’s wedding will get there in time and to apologise for any inconvenience we could have caused her and the future bride.” Sandra answered.

“I will.” I told her. “How did she do it?”

“She’s very persuasive, sir.” She replied.

“Not surprising. Anyway, thank you.” I said and she replied with another apology then hung up.

“Liam.” Ruby moaned.

“Hey, baby.” I said as I stoked her red hair. She stretched up her arms then relaxed back into the bed.

“The flower place called. You did it and I cannot begin to fathom how you did it.” I said.

She grinned. “Told you I’m persuasive.”

“You and everyone, apparently.” I replied. I bent down and gave her a soft kiss. “It’s our one year anniversary tomorrow.”

She smiled. “I know.”

I kissed her again. “I have something very special planned.”

“Of course you do.”

I gave her a kiss on the side of her neck. “Are you excited?”

“Most definitely.”

I softly sucked the spot beneath her ear and she suppressed a moan unsuccessfully. Her hands slid up to my hair and she softly tugged at my brown locks.

“I love you, Liam.” She hummed.

“I love you too, baby.” I replied and kissed her lips before going back down to the base of her throat. 

“Are we seriously going to do this?” She breathed as my hands went under her dress and pushed them up her thighs.

“There’s no going back now.” I told her as I pressed my hips to her leg.

“Oh!” She gasped. “Well, we’re going to have to be quiet. I don’t want them to hear.”

“We? More like you, thank you very much.” I said and she rolled her eyes and pulled my head back down to her lips.

“Love you, baby.” I whispered softly against her collarbone.

When we were done and cuddled up under the duvet despite the hot summer, Ruby stroked my arm lightly while one of my hands stroked her hip.

“Liam.” She began.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Do you remember that first time we visited Elise? The day she woke up?” She asked. I was confused as to why she’d bring her up right now, after we just had sex.

“Yeah.” I answered anyway.

“She told me how she actually felt about you. She really did like you, she didn’t love you but she did. I could tell. The way she spoke about you and her time with you, I know she really did like you. Call it woman’s intuition if you must.” She told me.

Did she really just bring that up right now?

“Why are you telling me this, Ruby?” i whispered into her ear, my breath made her hair ripple.

“Because she told me that I’d know the right time to tell you.” She replied.

“How ironic.” I noted.

“I know but for some reason right now felt like it was the best time to tell you.” She said. Then she rolled over to face me and her fingers lightly touched my chin. “I love you more than anything.”

“I love you too, Ruby. More than my own life.” I replied.

Ruby was there when I went through the most roughest patch of my life. She was the one who helped my get through that part of my life and I will never be more grateful for her. I will never be more grateful for that day in the hospital, that moment when I suddenly felt thirsty and bumped into her along the way. That stupid valentine’s day that didn’t turn out so stupid. 

She’s exactly who I need and she’s all I’ll ever need. I want her forever, I want to keep her forever. 






And that, ladies and gentlemen (if any), is the end of the doubt of moving on. Thank you for reading! If you expected a little more for the ending, I’m sorry. This was always how I pictured it. Thank you for read it and I hoped you enjoyed it. 

The Ruby POV chapters will be up straight after this. I haven’t written in a girl’s POV in a long time and so that’s a little rusty. 

Thank you, again! I had fun writing this story. :)


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