Living After Abortion (Adopted by Jennifer Lawrence Fanfic)

(15) Early Birds

••Maddie's POV••

3:00 a.m.

"Maddie..." Jen trudges into my room, "You have to wake up. " She flips the light switch on and I moan.

"Why?" I say frustrated.

Just a tip: never wake a girl who was up till 1:00 a.m. who may or may not have been looking at photos of her crush. Crush? Pshh...no. Well--maybe.

"We're going to Hawaii to start filming for Catching Fire...remember?" Jen says interrupting my thoughts. My smokin' hot thoughts that have brown eyes and tan skin. "Hellooo?" Jen shakes my shoulders, "Get up, now. Come on, if I can do it, you can do it. "

"Fine." I huff, forcing myself out of my bed. Jen stays in the room and makes sure I actually get up. I grab my neatly laid out clothes and walk into the bathroom.

"We have to leave in an hour!" I hear her say as she shuts my bedroom door. I run the water on cold, hoping a shower will wake me.

It's been a few days since Nicholas 'talked' to me at dinner. I don't want to think about that though.

I let my mind wander and soon it falls upon Romeo.

He looks good in everything.

Nobody looks good in burnt orange, but if you put it on him, he would make it look good.

I snap out of my daydream and continue to rinse my hair.

After ten minutes I hop out of the shower and change into the cute, but comfortable outfit Jen helped me pick out for the plane.

I wore a navy blue and white striped t-shirt with white jean shorts that have rhinestones on the back pockets. For shoes I'm wearing silver sandals that zip up behind the heel.

I blow dry my hair, creating a beach waved look.

I double check to make sure I have everything packed and head downstairs with my Louis Vuitton carry on bag. We already shipped the rest of our luggage to our hotel, because who wants to walk through the crowded airport with two and a half months worth of luggage? Exactly.

I drop my stuff at the door and walk into the kitchen to find some breakfast.

A few minutes later, Jen joins me, looking like a model. Like no joke.

How does one simply wake up at three in the morning and look that stunning--especially Jen?

I look at the tight black sweater she paired with an A-line mini skirt that goes down to her mid thighs.

"Nice outfit." I mutter while munching on my cereal.

"Thanks," she searches the fridge and pulls out a slice of cold pizza, only Jen, "It's from Victoria Beckham's fashion line." She winks at me and struts away in her tan wedges, taking a bite of the pizza.

I feel my cheeks becoming red.

A few minutes later, I'm putting my bags in the back of Nicholas's car. He's driving us to the airport, because while Jen is in Hawaii filming Catching Fire, he will be filming a movie here.

Score for me.

***

It was the longest fifteen minutes of my life, but finally we're here.

"Bye, babe." Nicholas says, leaning in to kiss Jen. Aren't they just a couple of love birds?

No seriously, that was the title of an article I read about them.