The Tour (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 6

Niall's POV

I was walking back to my black Range Rover hauling a bunch of towels and a cooler behind me.

When I finally reached my car, I popped open the trunk and loaded up all of my stuff.

After packing up everything I hopped into the front seat and revved up the engine. I put the car into reverse before slowly backing out of the parking lot.

Once backed out I started making my way down the highway blaring Justin Bieber music as I went.

As I was driving home all I could think about was Rylee. At first I didn't mean to tell her how I felt, Hell I wasn't even sure about my feelings. Thank goodness she felt the same way, or that experience would have been super awkward!

I couldn't stop day dreaming about the kiss. Don't call me cheesy, but I seriously felt sparks. Heck I'd call them fireworks! If she didn't pull away we would've been there all night, because I wasn't planning on breaking it off anytime soon.

While I was in deep thought I didn't even realize I was in the hotel parking lot. I jumped out of my car before going to the trunk and pulling out all of the necessary items.

I hauled everything into the hotel heading straight for the elevator. Luckily, nobody knew where we were staying so I didn't have to worry about paps, and fans.

I pushed the button, before leaning back against the wall and watching the doors close.

Once I was at my floor I lugged all of my stuff out of the elevator and walked down the long hallways.

When I reached the familiar room I slipped my room key into the slot, pushing the door open after the light flickered green.

Once inside I set the cooler and towels down by the door before heading into the living room.

We had rehearsals tomorrow so all of the boys had already headed off to bed.

I went into my bathroom taking a quick shower before slipping on a pair of sweats.

I slid under the thick comforters closing my eyes before falling into a deep sleep.

Rylee's POV

Today was our first rehearsal. I was pumped! I jumped out of bed before taking a quick shower and wrapping the towel around my body.

I stepped into my closet and picked out dark washed skinny jeans and a white U2 crop top. I slipped on my white vans before heading into the kitchen for a bite to eat.

I walked into the kitchen to find Macey cooking something on the stove. I peeked over her shoulder being all ninja like to see what she was making.

I made the mistake of coughing. Macey whipped around holding a spatula out as a weapon.

"Nice choice of weapon."

She just gave me a small smirk before turning back to her cooking.

"Well, I didn't really have time to pick one out."

I chuckled before going back to the task at hand.

"I see you're making pancakes."

She kept flipping the golden goddesses in the pan.

"Yep"

I looked at her with pleading eyes before continuing.

"Can I have one?"

She didn't even answer she just slipped two pancakes on a plate and handed it to me never making eye contact.

"Thank you!!"