London Lights

Well Bella's back but she's not really Bella anymore. What happened to the boys , who will she meet on this new journey. Remember a promise is usually broken.
©Copyright 2015 Chelsea


9. The run in

 Chelseas POV

I can't believe it I almost let it slip out just like that. How could I be so carless. 

The air was chilled as I ran . I passed by a few people while taking myself over the bridge and stoping for a moment to look out over the water. Everything was so familiar  and it felt right to be back here. If I'am correct it should be right passed over this bridge and around the corner.

I stopped my gaze and contuined my run. Passing stores and houses I came to the corner and turned stopping right in front of my old house. It didn't belong to my family(me and mom) of course anymore but it still looked the same. The mail box was still blue with a red flag indicating if there was mail or not, the fence was still painted white and the porch still had the same matt. That thing has got to be achaent. I looked on as a family of three walked out of the house going to the garage. A little girl sat on her dads shoulders while the dad had one of his hands holding her , the other one was laced in his wife's hand. The little girl started to giggle at something her mom said. It gave me a slight saddened feeling but put a smile on my face to see what it's actually like to have a true family. At at least a happy one   

I turned back on my heels and began running again. Passing corners and more houses I came across a street that has many popular stores and Cafes. I pulled down my hood and stopped to catch my breath. Bad choice on my part. 

"Is that her over there?"

"Chelsea! Chelsea ?"

"It's her, Sweetheart look over here?"

"How is it being part of the X factor?"

"Is there any relationships going on?"

Flashes came from the cameras the men were holding. They started making their way towards me. I pulled my hood back on and started to sprint down  the sidewalk. The yelling was getting louder and I felt them getting closer. I did my best not to hit people in the the chaos that was happing. My heart was pounding and my feet were on fire. Why can't they leave me along for one second. I could see the flashes in the corner of my eyes as a passed by stores. There's no where to hide. Well that's what I thought until I got pulled by the arm into something soft but hard. 

"Shh keep quite ."

I currently looked around me and noticed I was standing in a doorway of Cafè with two arms wrapped around me. 

"Come with me." 

Who ever this guy was pulled my into the Cafè and sat us down in a back booth.His face was hidden by the hood that fell over his face. Silence came between us and I slowly started to feel over whelmed. 

"It's okay your'e safe in here. They just ran by the window." 

This guy seemed friendly enough all though I still couldn't see his face.

"I know what it feels like for you always running and hiding. Not to be rude or anything but shouldn't you be with security or something?"

"I was on a run, I don't really like taking them with me. If you don't mind me asking how do you know what it feels like to be chased by the paps constantly?" 

That's when he pulled down his hood and I recognized his face instantly  OMG 

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