An Unusual Surprise

Chapter 2

The next morning I woke up to my alarm clock blaring Rock Me by One Direction from the CD I had placed in the CD player. I opened one eye groggily, shoving the pillows off my face that had ended up there from my countless tossing and turning. However, Niall’s jacket was still wrapped around me tightly. I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes and stretching, looking over at the clock. It was nearly 6AM and I had to push myself to get out of bed to get ready for the long Monday I had ahead of me. I walked to the other side of my room, turning off my alarm clock, putting me back into silence. Walking over to my closet, I moved the purple curtain covering my clothes, browsing through each article before deciding on a green flannel shirt and black skinny jeans. I laid the clothing across my bed, which was now made, and grabbed my towels then headed for the bathroom.

 

Waiting at a red light, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and while normally I would have never checked it until I was out of my car, the curiosity and hopefulness that Niall had texted me got the best of me and I pulled it out of my pocket. Unfortunately it wasn’t him, and I stared at the characters that were on my phone. It was from my best friend Emilia.

 

Gonna be late...unless you can pick me up? :) -Em

 

I laughed at her text. She usually got a ride from her boyfriend Louis, but since him and Niall are both gone on tour, I was her back up plan.

 

Be there soon, make me something to eat though! XD -Ana

 

I responded quickly to Emilia, slipping my phone back into my pocket and changing my route so I could pick her up.

“Thank you so much!” She beamed, slamming the door as she got in.

“No problem, but hey, be careful, my car isn’t indestructible.” I somewhat snapped.

“Whoa there, I’m not happy about Louis and Niall being gone anymore than you are, so chill out, Princess.” She laughed, using Niall’s nickname for me.

“Sorry, I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night. It’s hard to adjust to it, ya know?” I replied, backing out of her driveway.

“I know what you mean, but it’ll be okay. Oh here!” She pulled out a bag from her backpack, handing it to me.

“What is it?” I eyed the bag skeptically.

“Cookies!” She smiled brightly.

“Okay, you know me so well.” I grabbed the bag out of her hand, and tossed it in the back seat with my backpack.

“I see you brought his jacket.” She said looking in the back as I tossed the bag there.

“Is that so bad?” I looked at her, frowning.

“No, just giving you crap, it’s sweet.” She laughed.

“It helps.” I smiled weakly.

“I know, I know.” She rolled her eyes, turning on the radio and turning it up stopping the conversation from going further.

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