Paige's POV:
I woke up, by the sun shine glimpsed through my open courtains.
I stretched my body out, as my so called 'basic exercise' more like a warm up though.
I sat up, and plopped down ahead, burying my face in the pillow. I always does that in the morning.
I turned my face to the side, still buried. I reached for my phone at the night stand, checking it. I had 5 equally messages from the boys. Greeting me their lovely 'good mornings'.
The boys were probably at home to their own houses. I decided to stay up here at my remaining room in the big arena or studio, as I felt guilty for what I did last night.
I hopped out o the bed, making my way to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I finally got the urge to go downstairs. I went to the kitchen, and made my myself a delicious chocolate porridge.
What a typical breakfast for a normal, sunny morning.
After eating my breakfast, I decided to take a shower and get dressed for the last rehearsal later. I dressed up on a plain black shirt with a "#BadMoodBeastAss" designed in it. Its from baesic T-shirts (brand). I added up with a pair of ripped jeans and put my black and white vans on.
I tied my hair up in a pony tail. My hair is quite long, and the tips of it were a little stiffly curled. Actually, wavy.
I applied my face some powder. Not a foundation, its a normal, simple powder. I dapped it on m face as I licked my lips. My lips were naturally reddish crimson pink. No need for balms.
I grabbed my phone from the desk near the living room and plugged the earphones to my ears.
I went outside, locking the door with my bear keys. I walked through the hallways to be greeted by some few people from the staff and crew.
I only waved to them as I didn't hear what they're saying because of the blasting music that's beating through my ears.
I went over to the venue where the boys are and where all things are all set up. Guess I'm too early.
I took a seat, and checked my phone. Nothing special. So I just decided to play games that's on my phone.
Soon later, Niall came up to me. I put my left earphone behind my ear to hear him talk, if he's going to. But he just stared at me instead of that.
"What do you want?" I scoffed rudely, not taking my eyes off my phone.
"Hi" he exclaimed and smiled.
"Is that all? Hi?" This time, I looked up at him, looking in to his eyes.
"Yeah. Why?" He replied, raising an eyebrow.
"Really? You came up to me just to say 'hi'?" This time, entering the sarcasm.
I looked up at him again, to see hurt in his eyes as he frowned.
"I'm sorry. I-i'm not just in the mood to talk to anybody" I said, he nodded his head and sat down beside me.
"I know" he said.
"Listen, the boys probably didn't mean it" he spoke.
"They were just having fun letting all the stress out. And I'm pretty sure you know that they were just making fun of you, I know you're stressed, tired and frustrated that time, but they, we didn't mean all of it. You know how much we care about you" he explained.
"Why not talk to them? They might prepared an apology already. And give them another chance?" He pleaded.
"Well, here's mine. I'm really, really sorry" he sighed.
