The Wait

Chapter 1

Ost: One Direction - Illusion

L I L A

"Ayeeeeeee New York babeeees"

That was the very first thing Marlon said after we landed at JFK. So me and my family are moving because my Dadda's boss who's a life ruiner gave him a huge opportunity to run the company's branch in NY which is reaaally nice but I had to leave my family and my entire childhood in Australia and that's all what it takes to ruin my life. But it looks like my brother has no problem at all about moving overseas.

"Can you please just shut the fuck up for the rest of my life" I walk past Marlon, done with his shit. Momma and Dadda have been here 2 months earlier, they said they had to take care about our new "home sweet home" and our uni.

Gladly both me and Marlon are already graduated from highschool so we won't have to adjust ourselves to random highschool we'd might attend. Me and Marlon are in the same year even though he's a year younger than me, he's 17 and I'm 18.

Momma said when I started going to school Marlon was jealous and literally begged my parent to enroll him and of course they did as he wished.

That little fucker.

Rather than listening to Marlon being annoying, I turn my iPod on, put in my earplugs, and play my playlist called Chill. Most of the songs are from my favorite musicians like Satellite Stories, Milo Greene, Andy Shauf, et cetera.

Back when I was still in Australia, to find someone who loves the same genre as me wasn't easy because most of them listen to shitty-mainstream songs with lame+boring lyrics. I hope NY has lots to offer including great people who have awesome taste in music.

"Marlon!" seriously he couldn't walk any slower than this. "What" he says while fixing his black hair and pulling it to the right. "I need to pee, go call our driver and tell him to wait" I hand him my luggages. "Be here in 5 mins or I'll leave you and tell Momma and Dadda you're dead"

I search for the toilet, following the signs. I pause the current song playing on my iPod and remove my earplugs. Suddenly my phone's ringing, I grab it out from my jeans pocket. Why is Marlon calling?

"What"

"Momma said we have to be at our new house in an hour. It'll take 25 years if you're going to the toilet, fixing your hair and shit"

"But I need to pee, been holding it since an hour ago" actually I just wanna go to the toilet to check on my appearance.. my brother really knows me well then.

"Seriously how long have you been in this family? You know how Momma's rules works" yeah right she'd probably gonna say 'then why didn't you pee earlier why did you drink too much' and blablabla all the unnecessary stuff she'd say.

"Ok I'm going back, wait"

Unfortunately it looks like I'm not the one who's in a rush, people around me are pretty much doing the same thing and blocking my way with their huge luggages.

I try to avoid them by running a bit, I can already imagine my Momma waiting in front of the house, walking back and forth waiting for her preys.

Shit I shouldn't think of that.

Now I'm really running and dgaf about the people around me. Whoa I must had been walking far enough to run this fast..

I see Marlon raising his hand and mouthing me to hurry up. Suddenly I bump into something and literally just fell on my face.

"Bloody hell, do you have eyes?"

Oh, it's a human. And he got a British accent.. kinda attractive but this is definitely not the right time to talk about this because mY MOMMA HOLY SHIT.