"I don't wanna come down, I just want your love now." -Satelite, The Wanted
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Jordan’s P.O.V
“Are you done packing yet?” Willow asked. She threw one more shirt into her bag and closed it. “Because I am.”
I stood in my closet and looked at all the clothes that were staring back at me. We were only going to England for about a week or so, so I didn’t want to pack everything in my closet….like some people….aheemmm….Willow.
“Willow, you do realize we’re not moving to England, right? You don’t need all those clothes.” I said and pulled out a pair of jeans from the closet.
“Jordan, if you haven’t noticed, we’re going to England. You know what England is?”
I threw the jeans in my bag and stood back to stare at her. I shrugged, “I don’t know, a country?”
Willow shook her head and sat on top of her bag. “WRONG! Oh young Jordan, don’t you know that England is the Land of the Good Looking Boys?”
I shook my head and walked back to my closet. “Willow, just because One Direction are from England, apart from Niall, doesn’t mean that the whole country is-“
“NO!” Willow cut me off, waving her hands in the air and blocking her ears. “No, don’t speak no more! You are wrong! Wrong, I tell you! Wrong!”
“Whatever.” I muttered and reached out to pick out my favorite tank top from my closet until a hand reached in and grabbed it before me. “Hey, what the-“
I turned to see Heather standing in front of me. She had a smile on my face and she waved my tank top in the air. “I’m borrowing this.”
“What? Why?”
Heather’s eyes went wide as if I just asked the world’s dumbest question. Um, she does realize that ‘BORROWING’ means that you’re gonna give it back eventually, right? No.
“Jordan, I’m engaged. I need to look good for my boy while we’re in his home country.”
“What?! Heather, you’re ENGAGED! That means that no matter what, your fiancé loves you enough to not care about what you wear!”
Heather stood and thought about what I said for a second. She shrugged and started walking towards the door. “It’s still cute. I’m borrowing it.”
“Heather, no! Come back!” I exclaimed and ran up to her. I grabbed her shoulder and spun her around so that she faced me again. “Heather, the last time you ‘borrowed’ something from me, I never got it back!”
Heather merely smiled and put a hand on my shoulder. “Oh Jordan, that was when we were young and foolish.”
I stared back at her in disbelief. “It was a month ago!”
“Yeah, exactly. Young and foolish. Now I gotta go pack, bye!” she said and ran off before I could catch her again.
I sighed and turned around to walk back into my room when I felt two arms around my waist. “Hello there, lovely.” The voice whispered in my ear.
Nathan.
I looked up and smiled at him, “What do you want, Sykes?”
He let go of me for a second and spun me around, placing his arms around my waist once again. “Just wanted to see my girl.”
I smiled and gave him a small peck on his lips. “Well, that’s nice of you. But your girl needs to finish packing.”
“Not done yet? You want me to help?”
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