The 1975

Chapter Eighty-Eight || When in doubt, dance it out

Date: December 31st

Location: New York, New York

"Vincent!" Matty groaned which caused me to smile.

Americas favorite bad ass was arguing with a puppy.

"No it's my food!" He groaned then the room door swung open. "Abigail get your dog"

I frowned under the covers with only my eyes peeking out. "Our dog"

"Right sorry but he doesn't listen to me" Matty huffed then placed the puppy on the bed. He rushed over to me and laid next to my head. "See look, he's calm with you and evil with me"

"He's a puppy that's why" I cooed as I smiled into Vincent's fur.

"Right well can you hurry and get dressed Abigail? I've got things to do" he sighed like a diva.

"Well excuse me" I giggled sitting up the covers falling off my face.

"You're so gorgeous in the morning" he smiled then climbed into bed and cupped my face.

"You just want sex" I chuckled against his lips before kissing him.

"You know me so well baby" he smirked then smashed his lips back onto mine.

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"We're walking the streets of New York Abigail not Paris Fashion Week" George laughed as I stepped out the room.

"Don't be mad I look better in Prada than you ever will" I smiled gripping my Celine tight in my hand.

My outfit of the day was these black easy jeans from AA, a white cropped ribbed long sleeved shirt, it was thick so I wouldn't freeze too much under my grey peacoat I had on and then my Christmas gift from Denise which was black Prada chunky heeled Chelsea boots.

She said Matty and I would match and we were since he lives in his Chelsea boots.

My hair was slightly curled for the effect of the curl and the volume that comes with it and my makeup was simple but I had a deep colored lipstick going on.

"You've made her into a monster Matthew" James laughed drinking his hot coffee.

I tried to keep him out of our New Years Eve plans but God forbid Matty goes anywhere without his sidekick. I'm talking about James not me.

"She's always loved the pricier things even before I met her" Matty said with a slight frown.

"Abigail how much were your sunglasses?" George asked with this cocky grin. He already knew the answer because he was with me when I bought them but just loved pointing out how much I spent on them.

"Can we leave?" I sighed flicking him off in the process.

"Yeah of course" James nodded, he'd been oddly polite since we arrived yesterday. "But really how much were they?"

"Let's just say I won't be shopping for a long time" I shrugged even though that was the biggest lie ever. They all nodded looking amused then we made our way out.

Yes lovely people, we were in New York for the new year celebrations, my dad invited us down and since it's always super exciting over here during New Years Eve we couldn't turn it down.

Originally it was supposed to be Matty and I with Vincent, a little family bonding before he headed back on tour.

Then George got wind and invited himself, luckily the rest of the band wanted down time back home, but it didn't stop there.