"Damn it! I'm an idiot! God,why am I so stupid. Fuck,damn,cunt" I swore running around the hotel room. I only have one more day in it,and I may or may not have forgotten to get a flat...It just slipped my mind...You're probably thinking it should be easy for me to find one,but London is really packed. The phone rang and I groaned almost pulling out my hair.
"What?" I snapped a bit rude into the phone.
"Whoa Ms.Grumpy-Pants" The recognizable voice snickered through the phone.
"Listen ginger dork" I started.
"Ouch." He said faking hurt in his voice,I rolled my eyes.
"I'm in a huge jam,so I have no time to talk" I continued.
"Well i'm bored,so entertain me with your misery" He told me.
"You have no idea how happy I am that my pain brings you joy" I sarcastically replied,I heard him let out a low chuckle.
"C'mon,tell your old buddy Ed what's going on." He stated.
"Fine but promise not to call me stupid?" I asked.
"Promise" He said.
"I forgot to get a flat" I mumbled through the phone. There was silence before a loud laugh echoed through.
"You idiot!" He remarked.
"Hey! Don't judge me,it could've happened to anyone. Besides you promised that you wouldn't-" I start before he interrupted.
"I promised not to call you stupid,I said nothing about not calling you other names" He added as if it made any sense.
"Jackass douche-pickle" I said.
"Douche-pickle?" He questionably asked.
"Look,i'm stressed,and I can't think straight" I groaned out.
"Ok,ok" He surrendered learning not to question a pissed off JJ."Why don't you move in with me?" He suggest as if it was the simplest thing.
"No! Of course not! I could never" I told,I couldn't move in with him,could I...
"C'mon JJ,it doesn't have to be forever! Besides this way.since we will be living together,we could work whenever. For the album" He proposed.
"For the album?" I repeated.
"For the album" He said again,I sighed defeated.
"Only for a while" Before I properly finished I could hear him cheering in the background as I laughed. Usually I would be much more stubborn but I was way too lazy to look for more places to live. My laziness comes above my stubbornness.
"Come over and help me pack" And with that I hung up on the ginger cunt.
An hour later,we were at his flat. It was pretty big,two levels. Had a living room,three washrooms, a kitchen,three bedrooms,a balcony,and a bunch of other things I didn't bother to check. I had already arranged for some of my stuff back in California to be shipped here.
"God,finally we're done" he said as he threw my suitcase onto the floor and jumped on his sofa.
"Gee,thanks" I sarcastically said as I picked up my suitcase. "I don't know why the fuck you're complaining,it was only my one suitcase. Besides now is when all the real work starts" I surprised my self at those words. I am usually the laziest person out there,but I would rather do nothing-after everything was done.
"What do you mean" Ed slowly said not knowing if he wanted to know the answer.
"Well I have to get my stuff from California here,and you have to show me my room,and I have to make this place more" I paused for a second as I looked around. It was mildly messy,with few things out of place,a shirt here and there,un-done dishes "More livable" I finally added. Ed groaned into a pillow.
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Jennifer Styles - Niall Horan FanFiction
Fanfiction*This story is very poorly written, with cliché plot holes, and will be deleted soon. I suggest you do not read, but if you really want to go ahead.* How would you feel if your childhood was taken away? It would suck wouldn't it? This is what ha...
