I woke up and stretched enough but not to much so that I would hit Niall. I opened my eyes expecting to see Niall's ceiling, and I didn't.
"What the-" I sat up and realized I was in my own bed in New York.
I sighed and stood up to walk to the bathroom. As I was turning in I realized what I was seeing.
"OH MY GOD!!! EW!!! CLOSE THE DOOR NEXT TIME!!! EWW!!!" I screamed as I ran down the hall towards the kitchen.
I heard the toilette flush and him walk down the hallway towards me.
He opened the freezer and pulled out waffles.
"Ew, you're not going to wash your hands?! That shit nasty." I looked at him disgusted.
"Aheh, I'm just getting them out Jordan." Alex replied back to me, obviously in a bad mood.
"Whatever. Martin Luther King Jr. didn't dream for this shit." I walked out and to the bathroom.
"Maybe you could've paid attention to your surroundings and we wuldn't have this problem!" Alex hollered.
"That's what locks and doors are for buddy!" I yelled back and slammed the bathroom door for emphasis.
I did my business and made myself some frosted flakes. I ate watching The View and then cleaned up. I walked back to my room, Boscoe trailing behind me, and stared at the mountain of random stuff.
"Do you want to clean it?" I asked Boscoe.
He replied with the same look he always gives me. 'Bitch say what'.
"Getter'done." I started to hang clothes up and made room on my bed for Boscoe to lay down and watch.
I heard my laptop start ringing and looked over to see Niall calling me on Skype. I quickly clicked answer.
"Niall!" I screamed.
"Jordan!" Liam screamed in the background.
I took in the scene and it looked like the boys were still in rehearsal.
"Hey Liam!" I smiled. Then it turned to pure horror.
"Don't look at me I just woke up! I have to get changed hold on!" I quickly grabbed the laptop and put it in the hallway. I changed into shorts with a blue top and did my girl stuff.
I opened the door and set my laptop back on my desk and smiled.
"I am now presentable."
"You were fine before." Niall laughed.
"No before I was fine, a mess, blah. Now I am fine, presentable to society, hello there kitten, purr purr purr." I tried to explain the difference.
"Whatever you say." Niall smiled.
"Damn right. Are you still at rehearsals?"
"Yeah, we got a break and I figured I'll Skype you."
"You brought your laptop?"
"You've never see a One Direction rehearsal."
"Now I am intrigued."
"Jordan! How are you, love?" Louis popped up into the screen.
"Louis! I am fine this beautiful day! How are you?" I smiled.
"Splendid! I miss you! And Eleanor misses you too. Come back to London!"
"I wish. A few more months and I'm all yours."
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Love, My Best-Friend, And London
FanficNew York natives, 18 year old Jordan and her best friend Kara travel across the Atlantic to London. They've been planning this trip since they saw amazing pictures of the old European city in 7th grade social studies. On their great adventure they g...