“Carmen!” I whined sitting on the couch in my “That Shit Cray” sweat shirt. I felt terrible. I had a headache and my stomach was killing me. Yeah I was sick. But not only was I sick. So was Zayn. In case you hadn’t caught on we both have mono. That asshole gave me mono. The fucking kissing disease. Another reason for the damn fans to call me a whore. Thanks Zayn.
“Yeah?” Carmen asked distracting me from my thoughts.
“I feel like shit.” I whined again and she chuckled at me.
“There is nothing I can do. Why don’t you got to sleep.” She suggested and I sighed.
“I have been sleeping constantly for two weeks! I want to leave this damn apartment.” I complained.
“You can’t Miki. You are sick.”
“But it isn’t my fault I got sick!” Ok that’s a lie. I definitely didn’t refuse kissing Zayn.
“Shit. I have to go pick up your mom. There is a box of tea in the cabinet if you want some. And don’t even think about going out Miki.” She said and I sighed. Yep to make things any worse my mother was flying in because she was worried about me. I mean I guess I could see where she was coming from considering I have been in London for about a month and I had already made it on the cover of a magazine twice, am now an international whore, and I have mono. Nice job Miki nice job.
“Fine.” I said to Carmen before she walked out the door. I decided to go into my room considering I was going to do my best to avoid my mom. I took of my sweatshirt knowing my mom would flip if she saw me in it. I decided just to keep on my tank top I had on under it. Just then I felt somebody’s arms wrap around my waist. I knew it was Zayn and I pulled away.
“Come on!” He said annoyed and I shook my head.
“No. I am not kissing you. It is your fault I am feel like complete shit.” I said crossing my arms. He walked closer to me and pouted his lip.
“Please?” He asked and being the stupid horny me I fell for it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer until our lips met. He immediately kissed me back then started to kiss my jaw line down to my neck. I let out a small moan and pushed him down on the bed. I got on top of him and pressed my lips to his again. He flipped me over so he was now laying on top of me. His hands where up my shirt and he smirked when he realized I had on no bra.
“Stop being a perv.” I said slapping his shoulder than smashed my lips back onto his. His hands where at the bottom of my top and mine where in his hair. I loved his hair for some reason. It is just…soft. Yes I just said that don’t judge me.
“Mikayla!” My mothers voice screamed and I pushed Zayn off of me and straightened out my shirt.
“Uh I should go. I will call you later.” Zayn said then walked out trying to avoid my mothers glare.
“Hi mom.” I said awkwardly.
“Mikayla who was that?” She said sternly. I was about to answer when I heard somebody.
“Whoever he was he was hot.”
“Mel!” I yelled jumping off my bed and practically tackling her in a hug.
“Mikayla.” My mother said sternly interrupting me from crushing the life out of Mel.
“Sorry.” I said sitting back down on my bed. Mel followed but instead of just sitting on my bed she took out my laptop and I was guessing she was going on her twitter.
“Who was that?” She asked again.
“Zayn.” I answered back and she bolted out of my room probably going to talk to Carmen. I sighed and looked over at what Mel was doing on the computer. Just as I expected she was on Twitter.
“We should go out.” She said closing my computer.
“Mel I can’t I am sick.” I said and she rolled her eyes.
“The old Miki would go out anyway. But I guess London has changed you.” She said and my mouth dropped.
“I have not changed! Let’s go.” I demanded pulling her off my bed then throwing on a pair of shoes. We walked out the door without my mom and Carmen noticing because they were talking about something that I had no interest about.
“Mel let’s just go home. My head is pounding.” I whined as Mel dragged me all over London. Apparently she was looking for some shoe store and let’s just say me and Mel kind of suck when it comes to directions. We have asked about ten people where the hell this damn store was and we still couldn’t find our way. And to make this all better I feel like shit. I just want to be Regina George right now and get hit by a damn bus!
“Look it is right over there!” She squealed then grabbed my hand pulling me into the store. Holy crap I was in shoe heaven. I looked around and this one pair caught my eyes. They were pink heels. I was in love. I darted over to them and grabbed them off the rack. I looked through my purse to find my wallet when I realized I left it at home.
“Fuck!” I yelled not caring how quiet it was in the store.
“You know it’s not nice to curse out in public.” Somebody behind me said and I turned around to see curly standing there with a smirk.
“What are you doing here?” I asked annoyed still holding onto the shoes I could never had.
“Louis wanted TOMS.” He said pointing to tight pants looking at the TOMS section of the store.
“And I should ask the same for you. I thought you were sick. You know I am sure Carmen would love to hear about this.” He said taking out his phone.
“I am sure you have somewhere to be too curly and if you don’t I am not afraid to scream Harry Styles out loud unless you buy me these.” I said handing him the shoes and he sighed.
“Fine.” He said and I clapped my hands together. Yay now I have mono and shoes! Well at least I have shoes. About two minutes later he came back holding the shoes in a bag. I smiled than placed a kiss on his cheek.
“Thank you.” I said and Mel then walked over holding about seven pairs of shoes.
“I am not buying that many!” Curly protested and Mel shot him a look.
“Who is this?” She asked and I rolled my eyes.
“You yell at me for not remembering their name yet you don’t even recognize one of them.” I complained and she took a closer look at curly and her eyes widened.
“You’re the Harry guy!” She said pointing to curly.
“You’re cute.” She said and just then tight pants came over and swung his arm over curly’s shoulder.
“And mine.” He said and Mel gave me an annoyed look.
“You never tell me when guys are gay!” She complained throwing her hands up in the hair. Tight pants and curly burst out laughing and I just rolled my eyes.
“They aren’t gay. Well at least I think.” I said looking at them and tight pants took his arm off of curly.
“You out of all people should know that.” Tight pants said smirking at me and I rolled my eyes.
“Let’s go.” I said taking Mel’s arm.
“What about shoes!” She complained.
“Buy them another day.” I said and she sighed.
“Have fun with your new job!” Curly yelled out and I stopped dead in my tracks.
“My new what?” I said and he smirked.
“Didn’t Carmen tell you she got you a job as a co stylist to the one and only One Direction.” Curly said and my eyes widened.
“What!?” This is so not fetch.
“What is a fetch?” Tight pants asked. Oops I said that out loud.
“I have to go talk to somebody.” I said angrily then stormed out of the store. Mel followed behind but I ignored her and just continued walking to the apartment
sorry i have not updated but the story is almost over so i might make a new one i dont know yet
