Zayn's POV:
I woke up from the noise of someone snoring. My eyes fluttered open to see a different hotel room. Me and the boys slept here?!
Liam's asleep, as well as Louis. Harry's foot is in Niall's face. How did we end up in this unfamiliar room?
I stood up from this movable bed. As my toes touched the cold floor, I felt a wave of pain in my head. I saw a medicine laying on top of the kitchen counters. This hotel room is quite spacious, I must say.
Before I got the chance to take in this drug for headache, Louis and Niall started walking towards me.
"Where are we Zayn?" The Irish man asked.
"How am I supposed to know? Ask Liam."
"What if we're kidnapped last night?" Louis, I swear you're making my head hurt more
"Louis, are your hands tied?" All of us were probably having hang over.
"No."
"Do you think that door is locked from the outside?" I questioned again.
"No. Why?"
"Then that answers your question." I was really not in the mood to talk to any living thing right now.
Liam and Harry started to wake up due to Niall's pinching. Louis is currently staring at the clock while sitting at the dining table with me.
"What happened last night?" Harry asked. He took the seat beside Louis.
"I think I remember and I don't at the same time." What a helpful answer Liam.
Now we're all sitting at this table. It looks like a meeting is happening.
"Guys there must be atleast one of us who knows where we are." Louis, do you think if I knew, I wouldn't tell?
Yeah, sorry for the attitude, this headache is just so bad.
"Hey look!", Niall pointed at a cereal box in the cupboards.
"That's not ours! What are you thinking?!" Yes! Daddy Direction is back in action; aka Liam Payne.
"Can I have some, I'm hungry." What? Didn't Louis heard what Liam said?
"Me too!" Harry's face lit up when he saw that they were 'KoKo Pops'.
"Guys we have to-" I was cut off by a door opening. I think it was the bedroom.
Wait, someone's coming out.
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Louis' POV:
Thank heavens, Niall found some food. I'm starving, confused, and at the edge of being sick.
"Can I have some, I'm hungry." I asked. Zayn rolled his eyes at me. I know this man's giving me a mental lecture right now.
"Me too!" Haz said.
To be honest, all I remember from last night was asking a girl for her number. I'm still wondering why her smile never left her face the entire night. Guess we'll never know.
"Guys we have to-" Zayn stopped talking when a girl walked out of a room.
She's on her phone talking to someone. Her right hand was carrying a towel, soap, and shampoo bottle. On her left hand was a blu tooth speaker.
Her hair proves that she just went out of bed. But believe me when I say this, it's really shiny.
I think she's not wearing any make up cause her natural beauty is showing. Did I just say she's beautiful?
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أدب الهواةThere was a knock outside. The cold metal sent shivers to my body as I twisted the knob. I yawned at the process; letting the sleepyness consume me. BUT, WAIT. It's 3 in the morning. Why is there someone knocking?