Better Left Untold.

This is a story better left untold. This is a story, of the oldest woman alive.
With the appearance of a twenty one year old she has the whole world, or atleast london where she lives, fooled that she is young Newspaper journalist Faye Harret.
She is not Faye, She is not twenty one,
She is something else.


6. Chapter Six- Date.

I entered the coffee shop to a beautiful smell, god i loved starbucks.

I smiled sensing the blonde's hitched breath. I wonder why it was always like this. It was almost famillar, whatever. I walked over at sat across form me. " Hi." i smiled as he looked up from his phone. " Oh Hi!" he smiled putting his phone away.

" Shall we order?" He alughed and i nodded, heading to the counter with him. " Ill have a large regular coffee and?" Niall paused looking over to me. " Ill get the pumpkin spice latte" i grinned widley at the waitress, ordering my seasonal drink. 

We got our coffee and sat back down. 

" Faye, tell me a bit about you?" he let his accent show as he sipped from his coffee.

"Well im twenty one, I work for Metro newspaper, and i live in london." I spoke trying not to cause too much detail. " Shouldnt you be at work now then?" he laughed checking his watch and i nodded. " Im thinking of quitting, the job isnt satisfying," i spoke truthfully and he nodded. " Are you coming to our concert on wensday?" he winked and i nodded, realizing i had a day to get tickets." Thats good." he stopped talking.

" Whats it like? to have millions of people swoon over you?" i asked, already knowing the answer. "Its unreal, Its just, hard to explain. I dont often get real moments, like this, with real people, like you." He smiled, cheesily at me. " Thats adorable." 

"You know this makes you a cougar." he winked at me and i laughed. "Just because you're twenty doesnt mean youre that much younger than me." i laughed at myself realizing he was really young compared to me.

"oh, this makes you just like Harry, yes i read the tabliods i write.!" i winked at him, leaving us both laughing insanley.

After we finished our coffe we walked around london for a while,

i showed him a few of my favorite spots and he walked me home.

"This was really nice Faye, Im gunna miss you when we leave for our tour." He smiled sadly at me. " I will too, just be happy." i tried to cheer him up.

" Bye Faye, ill talk to you later. " He softly pecked me on the cheek and walked away, leaving me alone to my thoughts.

I sat down on the edge of my  bed and laid back. I was quite bored with my life. 

Faye's life.

Every single life i've lead i have done bad things, dangerous things. Yet with Faye i seem to calm down.

This twenty first century time has got me bored. and considering its the twent first century there is so many new things. And i wanted to try them all,


I texted Andy. 

" You busy? Im bored, and i have a few ideas,;)" I texted him with an almost immediate response.

" Be there in five, i swear You're crazy. I love you!" He texted back and i smiled.

I got dresses in my slim denim short shorts and a plain black medium lenth shirt. 

I let my long hair flow over my shoulders and opened the door as andy was about to knock, as i always do. " Do you sit there and watch through the peephole or something?" he laughed out. 

" no peephole." i winked at andy pointing to the blank door. We laughed and i linked my arms to his. 

" SO! What do you have in mind, crazy girl." he joked and i looked at him with a evil grin. 

"You'll see."

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