Don't Ask // l.payne

Meet the Girl who Made History...Sorta

"Blue . . . two . . . shoe . . . clue . . . Song song song . . . There are no persk to having sick friends." I plucked my guitar and sang every word that came to mind. I was staring at the ceiling on my bed with my legs hanging off the side.

Niall and I weren't sick anymore but Harry, Louis, Zayn, Liam and Cameron were and like I said, sick people weren't people at all.

I had nothing to do, schools out for the whole month of November, I don't have another shoot or gig for a while and I'm broke . . .

"Bought it on Ebay!" I sighed and kicked my legs in the air when someone knocked on my open door, Niall, "Hey, blondette!" I sat up and waved to the fake blonde.

"Hi, Jazzmyn." He sat down next to me, "Any plans for today?" he took my guitar and played with the strings.

"No, Mr. Horan! I'm broke and schools out . . . ." I stated.

He froze and looked at the ground, thinking. "Alright. Get dressed." He stood up and walked to the door, "We're going out." I shrugged. "Bring your guitar and a pick." he disappeared downstairs.

I bounced to my closet and walked around, being normal me, not finding anything worth wearing. I settled on a solid pink cropped jacket and purple dance skirt. Studded high tops and drop earrings completed it.

I braided a small part of my hair and pulled all of it into a ponytail, blue eyeshadow on my lid, pink under my brow and white on the corners, my favorite pink lip stick with gold powder where my lips touched. I slipped a new case on my phone, grabbed the stuff and headed downstairs to Niall.

NIALLS P.O.V.

I knew Jazzmyn was bored and so was I. So I made plans to introduce her to some people. I tuned my guitar in the kitchen and drank some protein shake from Liam. I went a little crazy, singing and playing at the same time.

"Okay, Elvis. We're going out. I'll be there on time." Zayn and Cameron pulled on their coats and walked out the door.

"Thank ya, thank ya very much!" I waved and finished my guitar, walking into the foyer to wait for Jazzmyn.

She rushed down the stairs in a very......unique outfit? "Oh close your mouth, you'll catch flies."

I laughed, "Well, why are there flies in your house?" I retorted.

She scoffed, "Lets go, numbskull!"

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"Do you all have expensive cars?" She asked while scanning the inside of my Maserati, "I guess......Maserati, Porsche, Excursion, Range Rover, Mustang......I guess!" I concluded for her and she laughed,

"Okay, tell me when we get there. Wherever "there" is." she pulled on her headphones and tapped away on her phone.

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"Are we there yet?' she whined....like a child.

"Almost, little kid." I turned the wheel to the left.

"Well soooory! It has been three hours." she sighed and pulled the large headphones off.

"You whine too much! Welp it does take a long time to get from London to Birmingham."

She gasped and squealed, "No. buzzin. WAY!!!! Birmingham? Your taking me to Birmingham!?!?!" she yelled from the passenger seat...gosh she definitely wasn't your average girl.

I laughed, "Yep! Make sure your guitar is tuned."

She looked at me, puzzled.

"For me?"