I ended up falling asleep after that little demon that couldn’t get keep her hands away from my hair passed out on her mother’s lap. Not actually passed out but… you know what I mean. I woke up once the lights on the plane went on signaling we have landed. I walked out of the plane and down to baggage claim where I saw my Aunt Carmen.
“Miki!” She called out and pulled me into a hug.
“Hi Carmen.” I said and she smiled.
“I haven’t seen you in what two years!” She said and I nodded.
“Yea about that.” I said and gave her a friendly smile. I actually did like my Aunt Carmen. She wasn’t as up tight as my mother and was a little more like me in a way. She was definitely a well part animal. When she visited two years ago she snuck me into a club but we had an agreement that if she got me in I couldn’t drink so I didn’t have the best time but still my mom would never do that.
“How many bags do you have?!” She exclaimed when I took about three bags from the carousel.
“This is the last one.” I said and she nodded.
“Ok then let’s go to the car.” She said walking towards the parking lot and I followed. We got in the car and she started to drive back to her apartment.
“Can we grab some coffee?” I asked needing something to wake me up.
“Yea there is a coffee shop right up ahead I will wait in the car while you go get something.” She said and I nodded. About a second later she pulled into a small café and I got out of the car and walked inside. I ordered a plain black coffee and was about to walk out of until someone bumped into me making me spill the coffee all over me.
“Shit!” I cried out considering the coffee was hot as hell.
“Sorry babe.” A voice said and I looked up to see a guy with brown eyes and his dark brown hair in a quiff.
“It’s fine” I said annoyed then walked away to go get napkins. He followed me and I turned around to face him.
“Yes?” I asked still annoyed.
“My name is Zayn.” He said with a smile. Well wasn’t he sweet.
“Miki.” I said flatly and turning back around and got a napkin and started to clean off my shirt as best as I could. He had walked away to order something and just as I was about to walk out of the café I heard his voice again.
“Wait!” He said walking closer to me.
“What?” I asked placing my hands on my hips.
“Can I get your number and maybe buy you another coffee sometime?” He asked with a smirk.
“You would like that wouldn’t you.” I said smirking back at him then walking out of the café leaving him standing there with a shocked look on his face.
I climbed into the car still smirking at the look on Zayn’s face.
“What happened to your shirt?” Carmen asked when she looked at me.
“Long story.” I said and she gave me a confused look then started driving. We got to her apartment and she helped me with my bags to my new room. I walked in and it was an average room. It had a queen size bed and a TV on the wall a small night stand next to the bed and a normal sized walk in closet.
“Make yourself at home. I have my clients coming over in a hour to discuss something about their tour so I might be a little busy.” She sad and I nodded. My aunt worked as a stylist for some band that was apparently famous but I couldn’t remember their name. I started to unpack my suitcase and I threw on a white tank top considering my shirt was now ruined. I looked at myself in the mirror and I didn’t even care that my pink bra was showing right through my shirt. I continued to unpack until I found my IHome and plugged in my phone and started to dance around like a total spaz to “Drive By” by Train.
“Miki can you get the door!” Carmen yelled from her room. I walked out of my room and opened the door. My jaw almost dropped when I saw who was standing there.
“Hello again. I see you changed your shirt.” Zayn said with a wink then him and his four might I add very attractive friends walked into the apartment uninvited and sat down on the couch.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I spat at Zayn who had made himself comfortable on the couch.
“I should be asking you that Carmen never said she had a daughter.” He said and I rolled my eyes.
“She doesn’t she is my aunt and you are the band she works for One Erection or something like that.” I said and the blonde one burst into a fit of laughter. I chuckled at his laugh then eyed Zayn again.
“It’s One Direction.” He corrected me and I rolled my eyes.
“Same thing.” I said and it was now time for the curly haired one to speak.
“This that Miki girl you spilt coffee on?” He asked and Zayn nodded.
“Yea. I offered to buy her another one but she just walked away.” He said not taking his eyes off of me.
“Yup and you aren’t getting my number now either.” I said crossing my arms. Just then my phone rang and I moaned in annoyance.
“That was hot.” The one in very bright red pants said.
“And your pants are tight.” I said then answered my phone.
“What Mel?” I asked expecting her to be waking up from a hangover right now.
“Don’t what Mel me how is London!? Did you see any hot guys yet?” She asked and I could tell she was smiling. I looked at the boys sitting on my couch eyeing me and I smirked.
“Nope just four hideous ones.” I lied and their faces dropped.
“There are five of us.” Zayn reminded me.
“I know the one over there hasn’t said anything and has been quiet so I like him.” I said pointing at a boy with brown eyes and light brown hair and a face that could be mistaken for a puppy.
“So you only like Liam.” Zayn said and I ignored them and went back to Mel.
“They sound cute. How did you meet them?” She asked and I sighed.
“Well one asshole spilled coffee on me and it turns out he is in this band that my aunt works for.” I said eyeing Zayn and he pouted his lip when I called him an asshole.
“What’s the name of the band?” She asked and I sighed again.
“I don’t know One something.” I said.
“Direction!” The tight panted one yelled.
“Miki you never heard of One Direction!?” She asked in amazement and I shook my head.
“No.” I said and she sighed.
“Well they are this band and from what I have seen of them they aren’t hideous.” She said mocking my voice.
“Fine.” I huffed.
“Oh by the way Colin wants him to call you.” She said and I sighed. Colin was my well “fuck buddy” we had a friends with benefits relationship for almost a year. It doesn’t work with a lot of people but Colin and me both really never cared about anything or anyone ever so it just worked with us.
“I will call Colin later. I have to go. Bye.” I said then hung up and put my phone in my back pocket.
