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*


13. Chapter 12

Chapter 12


I turned my computer off and swiveled around in my desk chair. Finding an art gallery in the area was actually harder than I thought. I expected lots of art galleries in London but none of them seem to be coming up. I sighed and got off my desk chair. 

After Ruby told me that she didn't understand art galleries like I did, I thought it would be fun to go together and see what we could come up with. The funniest thing I ever came up with was a painting with various different colours that was supposed to accentuate an image within. Since I couldn't find that image, I said something about the colours weren't a good mix and all I could see were two people having sex (in a totally non horny way). It was actually an image of a girl in black daisies or something like that. I would have gotten kicked out if I wasn't Liam Payne. 

I was so excited to see her tonight. Only being able to see her once a week was killing me. I really like her and I can’t see her that often. The good thing was I could always call her up and she’d answer first ring and vice versa. I was so glad that she was moving somewhere closer and that wasn’t just for selfish reasons. I was happy that she didn’t have to travel three hours to see her brother once a week. It would be much more easier for her to visit him more frequently if she lived close by.

“Georgia? You’re an art freak, right?” I said into the phone as soon as Georgia answered. I really wanted to find an art gallery.

“Gee, Liam. There wasn’t even a hi in that.” Georgia snorted.

“Yeah, hi.” I said a little impatiently in a joking kind of way. “You’re an art freak, right?” 

“You make it sound like I’m not normal.” She sighed. “But yeah, I am.”

“So you know where all the art galleries are like even the low-key ones?” I asked.

“Yeah...” She said slowly, waiting for me to continue.

“So do you know any good low-key art galleries?” I asked.

“Why? I thought you hated art.” She sounded so confused.

“Yeah but so does she. So I wanna make fun of art with her.” I answered.

“DO NOT OBJECTIFY ART!” She suddenly yelled so loudly that I had to pull the phone away from my ear. “But aw, that is so cute.”

I rolled my eyes at her child-like antics. “I really hope you aren’t in a public place.”

“Nah, I’m at Niall’s.” She said and I heard Niall yell in the background, “She just burst my eardrum!”

“You still haven’t told me about a rreally good low-key art gallery!” I reminded her.

“Oh, right!” She exclaimed then she proceeded to give me the address of an art gallery near the hospital. I thanked her and hung up the phone. I quickly wrote down the address so I wouldn’t forget then called Ruby up.

“Hellooo?” She sang once she answered. Her melodic voice made me grin.

“Ello.” I replied.

“Liam, ma man!” She said in a ghetto kind of voice and I laughed.

“Yo, Ruby.” i answered in my best gangster accent.

“That was terrible. Don’t ever do that again.” She said seriously.

“Woah, Rubes, that totally hurt my ego.” I deadpanned and she laughed. My grin widened even more. I miss her.

“You have an ago the size of Australia, I didn’t hurt it that much.” I scoffed audibly at that.

“No, I don’t. What are you on about?” I snorted.

“Okay, Liam, you believe that.” She giggled. “So why’d you call. You’re gonna see me in a few hours.”

“Yeah about that, you’re gonna have to wear something fancy.” I told her.

She groaned. “Why? I don’t have a wardrobe full of expensive fancy clothes, Liam!” 

I laughed. “It’s just an art gallery, chill. It doesn’t have to be over-the-top fancy.”

“Oh, phew! Why an art gallery?” She asked.

“I wanna see what we can come up with.” I answered her and she laughed.

“I bet we’ll get kicked out in the first 10 minutes.” She laughed.

“Alright, you’re on. I bet we won’t get kicked out for half an hour.” I tell her.

“Okay, bring it, Liam Payne.” She vowed.

“Oh, I’m bringing it, Ruby Adams.” I grinned.

“No, Liam, no.” 

I sighed. “I’ll keep trying.”

“You do that.” She laughed.

“Okay, I’ll pick you up at 6:30. See you tonight!” I told her.

“Okie dokie. Ta-ta!” She said and hung up the phone.

It was currently 2 in the afternoon and I had 3 hours to kill. So I called Zayn and Louis over for some guy time before I had to get ready and leave.




I walked out of my apartment wearing a white button down with a black blazer, black jeans and black shoes. I drove to that place Ruby was staying at in excitement. This was the first time I’ll be seeing her since that last date. 

I walked up the stairs after she buzzed me in and knocked on the door. When she opened it my breath literally caught my heart skipped a beat. She wore a red dress that fell mid thigh and went up to her collarbones. She wore a black blazer and black pumps. Her hair was curled and pulled back into a ponytail which showed off feather dangly earrings. Her lips were coated in red lipstick and her eyes had glittery gold eyeshadow. Her lips stretched into a wide smile and her eyes twinkled. 

“Hi.” I said.

“Hi.” She said back. I couldn’t really say anything after that. The words I wanted to say got caught in my throat as I looked into the brown eyes I haven’t seen in for a week.

“You look..” I started to say.

Her smile glimmered. “Amazing? Gorgeous? Beautiful? Scrumdiliumptious?”

My heart skipped another beat as I laughed. “Scrumdiliumptious? Really?”

“One of my ex boyfriends said that to me once. I laughed at it for the whole night then I dumped him once he took me home.” She revealed with a mischievous smile.

“I was going to call you scrumdiliumptious until you told me that delightful story. Remind me to never ever ever ever ever ever call you that.” I said.

“Sure, after all I wouldn’t want you to get your hopes up like he did.” She shrugged as if it was nothing the walked down the stairs. 

“How did he get his hopes up? As if he thought he could get away with calling a girl ‘scrumdiliumptious’.” I asked.

“I think it was because I was laughing the whole night. I’d randomly remember it then I’d start laughing which tragically happened every time he said something funny. So, he thought he was getting the date right.” She giggled. “He didn’t.”

We were in the car at that point and I drove us down to the art gallery. It wasn’t packed but there were a few people here and there. Thankfully no one seemed to recognise me so I knew that people won’t be pouring in at any time. I paid for the entrance and we started to look at the paintings and sculptures that was spread throughout the whole room.

We stopped in front of a painting that had colours of blues, whites, greens, oranges and yellows in a flowy way that sprouted out from the bottom left corner. It was done very smoothly and blended pretty well but all I could see was a peacock’s tail.

“It’s a peacock’s tail.” I blurted out. Ruby burst out laughing which got her some deadly looks from the other people.

“Oh, god, Liam. It’s obviously...” She trailed off then cocked her head sideways. “Is it weird to say that I see once of those rooster thingys but instead of a red-” she moved her finger up and down in a wave “-thingy, I see a yellow one?”

“Yes.” I said after a second. She laughed harder and i laughed along with her. We received a few more dirty looks from the other onlookers and quickly tried to cover up our laughs with coughs.

We moved on to the next painting. It had brown, white and yellow in the background and on top were splashes of brown and white. I looked at it and squinted a little with my head cocked to the side. It looked like a mess, to be honest.

“What is that? Barbed wire?” Ruby said aloud. I looked at her with amusement. She was unconsciously moving closer with her lips parted. She leaned back then looked back up at me. Her eyes widened then her expression changed to confused. “What?”

“Nothing.” I answered with a smile on my face. I turned back to the painting. “That half looks like human poop sprayed out of a can and that half looks like just random white stuff everywhere.” 

She giggled. “It does!”

“Excuse me.” A voice called from behind us. We both turned to find a man in his late twenties or early thirties with a look of hurt on his face. 

“Yes?” I asked.

“I-I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” He said. I looked down and saw a badge on his chest that told us he was the artist. Ruby and I exchanged a look that was summarised with ‘shit!’.

“Oh, that’s okay. I’m sorry about the things we said.” Ruby told him. He didn’t react in anyway and he merely stood there until we left. 

Ruby had a grin on her face as we stepped out of the building. As soon as the door closed behind us she let out a giant laugh. Her laugh echoed against the walls and street and the cars. it flowed up into the air, as if to share with everyone else her happiness and amusement. I soon joined her when the events of what happened in there caught up with my mind. So we stayed there leaning on walls and street lamps laughing non-stop about the fact that we got kicked out.

We both finally calmed down and Ruby wiped away the tears in her eyes. “Thank god I’m wearing waterproof mascara.”

“Why? Did you think either way you were gonna end up crying?” I teased with a nudge of my elbow.

She stuck her tongue out at me and checked her phone. “We got kicked out in 10 minutes. Suck it. I win.”

Shock overcame me. “No, we didn’t.”

“Yeah, we did. We got in there at 6:45 and I checked the time on the clock when we walked out. It was 6:55.” She smiled smugly at me. “Suck it, Liam.”

“That’s unfair.” I pouted. She laughed at my face and patted my cheek.

“It’s okay. I won’t make your loss that bad.” Then she gave me a wicked grin. 

“You’re lying.” I accused.

She gave me an innocent look. “Who says?”

“Your face.” I answered.

“What ever do you mean.” She smiled innocently. I rolled my eyes at her.

“Come here.” I told her and she walked over to me. I cupped her cheek and kissed her lips.

My god, do I miss her lips. I only kissed her a few times last time I saw her and it wasn’t nearly enough to last me the whole week. I could feel her smiling, the laughter was evident in her kiss. I couldn’t help but smile as well. Her lips tasted of raspberry and her scent filled my nose. I could live off her scent.

I pulled away and pecked her nose. “Let’s go have dinner.”






Sorry, guys. That was all I could think of!


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