Just a replacement (one direction)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

*buzz* *buzz*  My Phone keeps  vibrating, who the hell calls me at 3 a.m.?

Slowly moving up, I reach to my Phone but it's too far away, I lose my balance and fall out of bed. *BAM*

"Shit NJ, what happened?" Zayn comes running into my room, suddenly he starts laughing.

"Zayn why the f*** are you laughing? Just help me up okay."  This is why my parents learned to never wake me up when I'm fast asleep, my mind will still be half-asleep and I will fall or do the most stupid things till I had a shower and a cup of coffee.

"Do you know how stupid you look right now?" Zayn is still laughing "Mate how do you manage to fall out of a king-size bed?"

I slowly stand up and walk to the mirror, there's already a bump coming up on my head, great..... "Zayn, now you're awake and in my room can you please do something useful instead of laughing at me, grab some ice before this bump becomes a mountain."

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"I won! Again!" Zayn does some weird winner dance around the gaming room. Since we were awake and I had to keep the eyes on my head we decide to start gaming, it was some fighting game I haven't heard of before (which is quite a miracle, I know almost all games, and definitely the fighting ones).

"C'mon it isn't fair you've played this game a thousand times and I play it for the first time with only one hand because I have to hold the ice in place." I'm the worst loser, just so you know it. When I lose a game, I'll keep playing it till I win.

"Haha you can't stand it that you lost, for the fourth time in a row. hahaha just accept the fact that I'm a better gamer!" Zayn was really starting to sound like a girl, girls Always pretend to be the best in the world when they win from a boy.

"Zayn you sound like a girl, let's do one last game and then I'll go back to my room, it's 5 a.m. and we have a meeting with management at 10 o' clock." Actually this wasn't the reason I wanted to go back to my room, I just realized that I haven't checked who called me and somehow I have the feeling it's important.

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You have 6 missed calls from Miss. Lot

Six missed calls? I now truly regret the gaming with Zayn, I mean it was fun but it seemed that Charlotte needed me or had something important to tell. All kind of thought are flashing trough my mind when I wait for Lot to pick up her phone, c'mon Charlotte please answer my call.

*beep

Please pick up your phone.

*beep*

What if something's wrong with mum or dad?

*beep*

What if Charlotte has gone bad again?

*beep*

Only one last beep till the voicemail will come on, please please please just pick up your phone Lot.

"Finally Jake, you called me back. You've got a hell lot of explaining to do boy."

"Charlotte what are you talking about? What was so important that you had to call me six times, starting at 3. a.m. I WAS ASLEEP CHARLOTTE. Because of you I woke up way too early and fell out of my bed, now I have a bump on my head thank you very much. So if I got this right, I think that YOU are the one with some explaining to do." I know there was no need to be this angry, but I think sleep was taking its toll once again, and as I said, I say stupid things when I need my sleep.