Learning to Trust

*Sequel to Different From the Rest*
Kady is grown up now. She is now eighteen, a far cry from fourteen. There is no One Direction, if you asked your kids about them they'd be like "are you high again?" Kady's stutter is long gone, but the fears from it will never surrender. Being alone, forgotten, useless. Mainly she can't trust, anyone, not others around her, not herself. She makes a mistake that can't be fixed, and must go on with her life. Kady has to learn that you must leave the past behind you before you can move forward and not all mountains can be moved. It's a bowl of cherries, with a few-no many, nuts thrown in.


14. Honeymoon

"That was so much fun babe," I say as we board a private jet to a mystery location for our honeymoon, "can you tell me where we are going now?"
"Nope, I will tell you went we step off the plane," he says dragging a rolling suitcase behind him. We literally went home for five minutes, to change and to get our already packed bags. He only told me the weather would be warm so I knew to pack shorts, not jackets. 
"Fine, but I don't know how I'll do on a plane with a person inside of me."
"You make being pregnant sound so strange."
"It is strange, why did we make a baby?"
"Um, because we love each other?"
"Couldn't texting have done the job?"
"Eh, that was more fun than that, and I know you agree with me."
"Shut up!" I yell punching his arm. Thankfully we are far behind the guard that's leading us to the plane. My black pumps hit the pavement with thumps. Yes, I kept them on, I'm pretty sure a honeymoon is an important time. Maybe if I don't die first, I'll give birth in these pumps! Not. I will die first, I'm lucky to have made it this long, and my days are probably numbered. Anyway, of I give birth then die, Liam would have the awful responsibility of raising him or her by himself. I would be a wicked person if I did that. I should put a gun to my head and get it over with, it would be a faster and less painful way of dying. We walk up the steps of the plane. Liam's first and I follow. We never break our hands apart, they are interlocked with each other. The plane is tiny, there are like sixteen passenger seats. Liam and I sit in the first two that face each other. I'm facing forward and he's facing backward. The pilot tells us the safety crap, and seeing my baby bump, gives me about five barf bags. Thanks a lot you shit hole. Once the plane starts to fly Liam talks, "How was your wedding?"
"Ours," I correct, "and I loved it. All of those late nights paid off. I loved seeing those thirteen year old couples, it reminded me of us when we were younger."
"So you are calling me a thirteen year old?"
"No, it's just the young love thing, at least I was young," I force a small smile. Liam adjusts the collar of his shirt, "Maybe I get what you are saying."
"Who is taking care of Scooby Doo?" the thought pops into my head. 
"Lou," he says quietly. 
"I thought you didn't get along with him as well as the others."
"Yea, but he offered. I like Eleanor, but Lou could get a little out if hand. He's great, like the other three, but I don't think I clicked with him as well as the others. But me and El clicked, and I trust her," he says in a flat tone. He felt like the split of One Direction is on his shoulders. But, it was a mutual decision. Each boy wanted to go their own separate ways. They hid the news in the song, The Best Song Ever. It says 'then we danced all night to the best song ever' it was talking about the fans at concerts, and we call each song the best song ever. Then 'I knew all the. words but now I can't remember' it was talking about them in the future and how their memories are failing them. 'All that I know is I won't forget her' was their last goodbye to fans and they'll never forget their support. Georgia Rose was a made up name to distract from the real meaning of the song, given to them by Simon of coarse. Back to the boys, Niall wanted a normal life, Lou and Zayn wanted to take time with their girlfriends, Harry wanted a solo career, and Liam was caught in the middle. He longed for a normal life, but enjoyed his fame. That sounds really self centered, but by that I mean he enjoyed making millions of girls all over the globe happy. Because he was in the middle, Simon took his anger out on Liam. Simon was always mad because that was when he got into legal issues with his friend's wife. He never really faced any punishments, but turned to alcohol and drugs, more than before. Simon couldn't control himself. Even Liam wanted to have the band split because Simon was becoming violent and putting each of their lives in danger. Now I know that sounds like a bogus story, but people don't realize how abusive and drugged up celebrities are. Not One Direction. But people like Justin Bieber, The Wanted, and Miley Cyrus. 
"Oh," I say feeling my heart pound. When I first heard the song I loved it, I thought it was one of those song that make no sense, but you can dance to. After about three or four weeks after the song came out, Liam told me the meaning. It hurt a little, I guess, One Direction everyone took for granted. You could never imagine them leaving. 
"Let's just forget about that, now it's just going to be me and you," says Liam. 

We walk off the plane, "Welcome to Atlantis!"
Not the sinking Atlantis, but the Bahaman one. It's beautiful, though it's nighttime, I can see everything. Little lights glow warmly in the windows of the homes and shops. 
"We will be staying there," Liam points to a crazy big hotel. We have a driver take us over, it's about a twenty minute drive. 


Hey guys, thanks for reading! I'm going to try something new and have a question of the day thing and you just comment your answer. Today's question is: what is your favorite non-One Direction song? Mine is Here's to Never Growing Up by Avril Lavingne. Like, favorite and comment!

-Samantha <3

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