Rachel's P.O.V.

Valentines day was...interesting. The day had started off great. I had woken up at 12pm and gotten a shower. I had already planned all my outfits for the weekend so once I was changed I spent a bit of time doing my make up. Considering I was heading to London this evening I wanted to look good.

By the time I was completely ready, Lizzie had left. I assumed she was out with Michael, I had heard them talking about earlier in the week.

My bag was already packed for London so I didn't really have much to do. Checking my phone I saw it was only 2.30pm. Four and a half hours until Ashton and I were leaving.

I decided on just watching some television until I heard a knock on the door. Hoping it was anyone at all to cure my boredom I raced to it eagerly. However what I found when I opened it was very unexpected.

I gasped at the man standing in front of me holding the bouquet of white lillies.

"Eh, Ms. Rachel Styles?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Happy Valentines Day" he said, handing me the bouquet, giving me a smile and walking off.

I stood there frozen for a few moments, just staring at the flowers. No one had ever sent me flowers before, this was certainly new.

And they were Lillie's. White Lillie's. My absolute favorite flowers.

I couldn't wipe the smile of my face as I filled a glass jug-like thing with water to put the flowers into. Once I had I placed the jug on the coffee table.

The day seemed to go considerably faster after that. I spent most of the time glancing over at the flowers and smiling like an idiot.

There was a card on it but all it said was "From someone who cares"

I couldn't contain my happiness at it. Someone actually cared enough to go order flowers and have them delivered to me.

By the time 7 o'clock came around I was getting worried about leaving in case no one would take care of my lillies.

However when I heard the knock on the door I couldn't help but jump up in excitement. This was it. Ashton and I were going to London and we were going to see Ed Sheeran tomorrow.

I opened the door energetically revealing a smiling Ashton.

"You ready to go?" He asked, leaning in the door frame.

I nodded enthusiastically. My bag was packed and ready so I grabbed it along with my jacket and met him back at the door. He had my bag taken out of my hand before I had a chance to argue with him.

He led the way out of the dorm and off of campus, me trailing behind him.

When at last we reached the car he shoved both mine and his bags into the boot, settling himself in the drivers seat.

He turned to me as he turmed on the engine.

"You ready?" He asked, a smirk playing at his lips.

I grinned widely and replied simply with "London Baby!"

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