Forgotten

Perfect is boring

We walked out and made sure that we were all holding hand so nobody would get lost.

We finally found our car and climbed in.

So anyone up for music? Louis said excitingly.

We turned on the radio and A team had just ended but "kiss you" started. Everyone laughed but we soon started screaming/sining the lyrics.

I kind of feel bad for the driver.

We finally got to the hotel and we had to get ready for more pearcing screams and more fans trying to sink their claws into your face so they can scream more and tell all their friends that they touched one direction or that they touched someone who knows one direction.

Directioners are pathetic, wait I'm one... Directioners are great!

We all stumbled through the doors. Paul and simon stood infront of us and took a headcount.

Well girls wasn't that fun!

Yeah, so fun! I said sarcastically.

Well you're probobly wondering which room is the best. Before I tell you I need to tell you which rooms we have.

Our floor is the very rop, and our rooms are 1A, 1B, 1C, 1D, 1E, 1F, 1G, and ironically room 1G is the smallest and room 1D is the biggest.

Right after he said room 1D was the biggest everyone bolted toward the lifts and stairs, leaving our bags in the dust.

Niall and I were smart and we took the stairs for a few floors so we could be a few floors above the others since lifts take a while to actually start going up. Then when we got tired we changed to the lifts.

We ended up getting the biggest room. Oh yeah, go team niley!

So niall, now that we assured ourselves this big room. Lets go get our bags.

Race you. Niall said.

We ran out of the room pushing eachother, and niall won. But only because I tripped on one of zayn's bags that was put outside our door.While some people were eating (me and niall), some were making sure their hair looked good (zayn, amd perrie was helping), but the others were talking in main room.

I sat ontop of the counter top, while niall made a sandwich for him and me.

Niall, would you give me up if you found your dream girl?

What do you mean? He asked.

Well in interveiws you always say your dream girl is, beautiful, smart, kind, your height, curvy, but overall a nice person and easy to talk to.

Don't forget my big one.

Oh yeah, you prefer her to be british or irish.

Ok, yeah I remember how I said that.

And if you found a girl that was exactly that, your "dream girl" would you give me up for her?

Emily, you are my dream girl. No I'm not, #1. I'm american, not british and not irish. #2 I don't have curves, I'm skinny but I don't have curves. and #3. I'm not yoir height, I'm a little shorter.

Emily, that was just a guess of what my dream girl was. But after I met you I realized that your my dream girl. I'll show you, next time I et asked who my dream girl is I will awnser with every characteristic of you. Besides that girl that I described is perfect. Perfect is boring.

I couldn't help but smile, niall was my perfect guy, he was my dream guy.

Cmon lets go and talk with the others. Niall said helping me off the counter.

He grabbed our sandwiches and we walked out to the main room.

We sat down on the couch and we ate our delicious sandwiches.

Wow, these people are boring. Niall said.

Hey! I heard that! Louis yelled acting like he was offended.

Good. Niall scoffed.

C'mon emily. Lets go to our room, we can play hoola hoop extravaganza and its going to be awesome!

Niall what is- shhhh!!! Don't speak. Niall said cutting me off.

We walked up to our room and talked. All about us, friends, family, unique stuff . Everything that boyfriend and girlfriend should know.