Cold Coffee (A George Shelley/Union J Fanfic)

Operation Find Jasmine

"Life is the sum of all your choices"

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"Two tickets to Bristol please"

I stand with Kayla in the train station, with nothing but a small suitcase towing along behind me.

After hours of debating whether or not to go, I decided I had to. It's now or never.

As the man passes us the tickets I thank him quickly before making our way to the platform, my stomach flipping with nerves.

Before we get on the train I get out my phone, deciding to check twitter. My mentions have exploded with questions and I dodge them, typing in George's username to read his recent tweets,

@GeorgeUJWorld: The media print nothing but lies, don't believe half of the stuff you see. Love You x

@GeorgeUJWorld: You know them days when you just want a hug? Today's one of them :( x

My heart throbs as I read them, wanting nothing more than to be held into his arms like before.

I quickly glance at kayla, "Shall I text him?"

She replies instantly, knowing exactly who I'm referring to, "No, there's no point"

I sigh and put my phone back in my pocket, waiting for the train to come.

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As soon as we arrive in Bristol I have to try my absolute best not to cry, remembering when I last came here with George.

"So" Kayla says, "What's the plan"

"I know exactly where we have to go" I say confidently, flagging down a taxi.

She looks at me suspiciously and I laugh, "Never underestimate me"

"Not planning on it" she winks, opening up the taxi door and shuffling in.

The drive takes no more than 15 minutes, and I try my best to remember the way around in order to figure out the street name.

After a while of driving up and down the same road I finally get my bearings and direct the driver to turn left, until finally I recognise the area.

He pulls up by the side of the road and I hand over a £10 note, scooching out of the taxi after Kayla.

"Ok so where are we going?" she asks impatiently, drumming her bright pink and polished nails ontop of her suitcase,

I nod at the house infront of us, "Brads house"

She stares blankly at me, "Who the heck is Brad?!"

"I met him last time I was here" I say, proceeding to walk up the path.

She sighs but follows anyway, and i smile to myself. Propping the suitcase next to me I knock a few times on the huge oak door, beginning to feel nervous,

Suddenly the door swings open to reveal brad, standing grinning at me,

"Lacy! What you doing here?" he asks, then his gaze falls on Kayla.

He raises his eyebrows as he takes in her model like appearance- and I quickly stand infront of her to block his view,

"Focus" I say, "Do you know Jasmine?"

He snaps back and looks at me, rummaging his hand through his black curls, "Jasmine who?"

"This Jasmine" Kayla butts in from behind me, stepping beside me and pointing at the newspaper she's just got out of her bag,

I look away from the picture of them both, not prepared to see them together like that.

He smirks, "Oh right, yeah I know her. I think everyone does" he laughs, and I frown at him,

"Where can I find her?" I snap impatiently,

"I don't know where she lives... but best chance would be Cookies&Creme tonight or round town"

"Is that the nightclub?" I ask warily, and he nods enthusiastically,

"Yeah, a couple of us lads are going tonight actually, you could come with us?"

I sigh in relief and look at Kayla who's grinning widely, obviously liking brad, "That would be perfect"

"Cool" he smiles at Kayla, not really taking any notice of me, "Are you staying at George's house?" he asks suddenly, directing this question at me,

I stare blankly at him, wondering why he hadn't caught on yet. "Er..." I start, "We broke up"

He shrugs simply, "Oh sorry"

"It's alright" I say, turning to leave,

"You can stay here if you want?" he asks suddenly, his eyes on Kayla the whole time,

She smiles sweetly at him, "That would be great, thanks"

I sigh in relief, at least now I won't have to worry about money issues when finding a hotel to stay in!

As we enter his house I recognise it from the party almost instantly, and leave my suitcase in the hallway.

"Where are your parents?" I ask suddenly, curious as to why his house is so quiet,

He laughs, "They're on holiday for this week, so I'm home alone"

As we walk into the kitchen, I gather that. Dirty unwashed plates are stacked on the counters and piles of empty beer cans are stuffed in the corner of the room, there's junk everywhere!

I bite down on my lip, checking my phones time,

5:46pm

"What time are we off out?" I ask quickly,

Brads shrugs again, "Dunno, meet the others at about 7, go round town then cookies&creme"

I mentally try to plan out what time I have to get ready, and judging by how long I usually take, I've lost 15 minutes.

"Could I maybe use your shower and get ready?" I wonder out loud,

He nods, "Yeah sure"

"Ok, thanks" I say, but I don't think he's heard. instead him and Kayla are standing deep in conversation, their faces inches apart.

I roll my eyes and grab my bag, quickly scurrying upstairs.

Bring on Operation Find Jasmine!

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