Famed Friendship

Three

*Bang*

*Bang*

*Bang*

I jumped awake from my slumber to people banging on my door.

"Wake up sleepy head, its Coachella time" yelled a familiar British accent

"Yea yea" I yelled back

I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock on my phone, good ole morning although it was technically afternoon, for me I didn't feel energized. I browsed twitter for a little while, seeing those videos from the weirdos when Juan and I went to the cafe make me cringe. Now "June and Maluma" are the top trending topics on twitter, fans had circulated a rumor that we're a thing, or a fling which is absolutely ludicrous.

I stared at the ceiling for a short time thinking about the things that could go wrong tonight. I hadn't performed in a little bit, I got burnt-out, I sort of wedged my way out of the limelight for a bit, this is supposed to be a "comeback", but I literally have no music on the way, there's some sitting on a hard drive but those won't be released, well that's not true because sometimes I'll go grab a couple of the tracks for ideas. Anyways, no music on the way but I may start performing again, who knows. My anxiety's the one in control sometimes, so "I may start performing again" could be a complete lie.

I exited my room to follow the sweet scent of maple syrup down to the kitchen. There was a chef one of the boys hired to make us food, bacon, biscuits, pancakes, waffles, eggs, and gravy were laid out buffet style for us to dig into. I grabbed a plate for myself and Hailey who was standing beside me waiting for the boys to move. I put bacon, waffles, biscuits and gravy onto my plate and dug in. We all talked about our outfit ideas for day one, the artists who we wanted to see perform, who we wanted to take selfies with and everything in between. 

I glanced at the clock again, it was nearly 1 in the afternoon, everyone was cleaning up their plates then it was off to get ready. I headed back into my room, A bath sounded amazing right now. I laid out my outfit for later.

"God dammit" I said to myself, I forgot my body wash. I knew I was forgetting something, the most basic thing too as I predicted.

I groaned. I knocked on Zayn's door, Hailey and Ariana's room was downstairs, and I didn't want to walk all the way down there. After standing there a good 30 seconds, he answered the door with just a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Uh sorry to interrupt, but I forgot my fucking body wash and I don't want to walk all the way downstairs to Ariana or Hailey's room, do you have any to spare?" I asked 

"Good thing I always pack extra hygiene products, you're in luck because I brought an extra bottle. It's old spice though, a pretty masculine scent" he said

"Yea, that's fine with me" I said

"Okay, I'll have to find it, I only have the one I'm currently using" he walked to his luggage on the other side of his room, I followed him sitting on his bed waiting patiently. If he bent a certain way, I'd be able to see everything he had underneath that towel. Which wouldn't be anything new, I caught him having sex with a girl one time while we were sharing a small Airbnb for an event we were attending together. Let's just say, I seen both of their areas, the front and the back. 

"Here it is" he handed me the bottle

"Thanks for saving the day, Zayn" I said

"You're welcome love, I'll start packing extra for you" he winked 

I rolled my eyes. I headed back to my room, closing the door behind me and finding my way towards the bathroom. I closed the bathroom door, stripping to nothing, I turned the bathwater on as hot as I could stand it and got in. The hot water relaxed my body and eased my anxiety to where I almost felt nothing. The tranquility took over, the birds were even silent. My brain cleared leaving me in a peaceful mindset.