Date- January 11th
Place- The hotel Lobby
Time- 7:30 A.M.
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{Harry}
I lean on Louis out of sheer exhaustion, and she sighs. "Do we have to go to the store?" She asks and slumps in her lobby chair when Liam nods with a stern look on her face.
"We need food. You know how 'Lily' gets when there's no food in the room. Cranky," Liam explains, and Louis sighs again and stands from the chair.
I get up and pull down my skirt to its original place, and Louis wipes at her pants. Liam, Zayn, and Niall get up as well and head for the exit.
We walk out and meet our limo.
Niall opens the door to our regular limo and speaks, "Could you take us to a near Wal-Mart?"
"Yes, ma'am, right away ma'am," the driver says as he turns the ignition and let the long car boom with life. "You girls love to travel don't you? If you don't mind my question," he asks as the rest of us pile into the vehicle.
I smile and crawl to my seat. "No it's fine, and yes, we love to see the world when we can," I confess, and the rest chime in their agreement.
"The door is closed, we can go now," Zayn says as she closes the door beside her legs and locks it.
We all recline into the seats, and Louis plays with my long hair, twirling it in her fingers and smiling.
I lean on Louis once more, and she rests her cheek on my head. "You tired, Mate?" She asks in her recognizable Doncaster tone.
I nod. "Yes, very much so. Yesterday was really tiring, considering the fact that I talked to and swam with what felt like millions of people last night."
She laughs, and everyone agrees with my statement. The winner of the challenge that Zayn made up half way through the evening was none other than Louis, showing off her lady bum and flirting like crazy. The challenge was to see how many people we could talk to in less than 3 hours. And when I say "people," Zayn mostly meant guys. It was a cheesy, contest, but we all participated nonetheless.
I came in second. Flirting was something I was good at, but I didn't have the sexy ass everyone wants. Go figure.
Zayn came in third, followed up by Niall.
But Liam, only talked to two guys. It was kind of funny, and kind of freaky. I guess they all had a lot in common and they actually exchanged numbers and said that they should hang out more often.
I lift my head from Louis' shoulder. "Why did you exchange numbers with those guys? Don't you know about like...the rule when it comes to exchanging numbers?" I bring up towards Liam, and Louis raises her eyebrows in a questioning manner as well.
"Yeah, and unless you go gay within a couple of days, I suggest burning their numbers and blocking any weird calls afterwards," she says, knowing all too well of the rule I'm talking about.
Liam sighs and rests her head back against her chair's headrest. "I did a stupid thing, didn't I?" She asks as she closes her eyes and huffs out her nose before pulling out her phone and lifting it to her eye level.
I smile to myself, feeling happy that I just saved Liam a lot of embarrassment. Louis pats my leg and smiles at me and nods. I nod to her and grin back before resting my head on her shoulder once more and taking a small nap.
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