Rebecca's POV

Two days later from the strange, and mysterious call.

Like Liam said, I would have a limo, and the address number ect ect.

So here I am, ready to go to London to help this so called "friend" with his depression.

I had already hauled my baggage in the limo, and on my way to the airport.

(Skipping airport security and ride)

Let me tell you, it's not easy to go through London security.

Damn security..

I looked around the airport, trying to find a paper with my name on it.

Well actually, no one told me that was going to happen.. I just assumed.

I looked around for about 10 minutes trying to look for my driver.

Wow, that sounds posh.. Yeah nah.

I heard my name being called.

Let's just say I looked like I was a complete idiot.

I finally found the strange person calling my name.

The figure shown sunglasses, a large hoodie, and sweats.

Way to dress to impress! (Hint sarcasm)

I was about to walk over to the man until something struck me.

I don't even know this child! He could be like a secret spy! Or worse a moth!

Wait.. Poor moth! MOTHS NEED LOVE TO!

Someone should make a club for that..

I could see it now a big poster in the middle of the shopping mall.. "Love The Moths! They Need Love To!" Wow that actually sounds pretty scary..

Wait, focus Becca! Creepy guy calling your name here.

"Becca!" He waved.

Wait, how does he know what I look like?!

Ok, that's just creepy..

I quickly turned around heading the other way..

I heard footsteps behind me getting quicker.

I went into full sprint, which is pretty hard since I'm dragging an enormous suitcase.

He got closer to me, maybe even close enough to touch.

Ok, let's drop the baggage!

I dropped my bag tossing the bag towards the boy.

He jumped over it, dodging it perfectly.

What the fuck! This kid is obviously in the fucking matrix.

I sprinted across the airport trying to get away from this matrix man.

I was about to get to the exit of the airport when I was tackled to the ground.

I mustn't surrender! Never!

I started simply BITCH SLAPPING THE MOTHA FUCKER!

Sorry, I just went into gangsta mode.

"Ow! Stop it!" He yelled more than a few times.

"Never fowl beast!" I yelled out.

After some good bitch slapping, the guy grabbed my hands.

Enabling me to slap him.

"Just *pant* stop *pant* HITTING ME!" He screamed.

I put on my best *jenna marbles go away, don't ever talk to me again, just turn around you've never met me face*.

I stood frozen, my face showing grossed out, and shock.

"Stop that." He persisted. "Stop that's creepy." He said again.

He pulled a confused face..

Let me just say it was fucking hilarious!

I burst out laughing, ending in stitches.

I finally stopped laughing..

That was fun... Wait, where am I?

Oh yeah, creepy guy calls name, chases me and tackles.

Lovely...

I look at the boy, he already had adjusted himself off of me, and into a standing position.

He held out his hand for help.

I took it as he pulled me up.

He shook my hand.. "Hi I'm Liam, Liam Payne!" He cheered.

Oh this kid again! (Hint sarcasm)