You're Just A Daydream Away

Chapter 9

***Haley's P.O.V.***

I woke up in an unfamiliar room to sun beaming through a window. Everything was super tidy and clean; I guess we had arrived in the next city. Somebody must have carried me up to my room.

I sat up quickly. Biggest mistake ever. My hangover hit me like a ton of bricks. I had no idea what happened last night. I rolled of my bed onto the floor and crawled over to my bags. I dug through my purse until I found the bottle of pain relievers I was looking for. The bottle said to take one or two, but that wasn't going to suffice, so I quickly downed five with a huge gulp of water.

According to the digital clock sitting on my bedside table, it was currently one in the afternoon. After I realized what time it was, my stomach did too. I instantly heard my stomach making the rumblies. I needed food.

The boys were probably already on their way to the venue or about to go there, so I didn't even bother trying to contact any of them. I got the phone book out of a drawer in my dresser. I quickly flipped though the book to find a pizza delivery place. I ordered myself a large sausage pizza with extra cheese from Domino's. it would be here in twenty minutes. In no world was twenty minutes fast enough.

I laid back down on my bed to wait for my pizza, and mentally willed my pounding headache to go away.

My pizza came and I ate every last piece of it by myself. I wondered when the last time I had eaten was.

My headache started to subside after I took meds and got food in my body.

I started my laptop and opened google chrome. Thank God for free wifi. I signed into my Netflix account and brought up one of my favorite movies of all time: Breakfast at Tiffany's.

I love love lovvveeee old movies. They were so simple; no special effects, no super complicated plots. It was just the characters and their abilities that made a film good. There weren't any tricks.

Ever since watching that film for the first time, I've dreamt of having something from Tiffany's. Preferably a wedding ring, but anything would do.

I watched movies until I was hungry again and decided to go out to eat. I didn't mind going out by myself. I put on a hot pink v-neck tee, skinny jeans, and pink heals. My hair actually looked okay with out having to do anything to it. I put on some mascara and left the hotel.

I walked down the street, getting weird looks from a lot of people. I must have looked a lot worse than I had thought.

I found an Applebee's and went inside. It was definitely one of my favorite places to eat.

I was seated and ordered my drink. A few minutes later when my waitress came back with my Pepsi, I ordered my dinner: shrimp.

Halfway through my meal two girls came up to my table. A tall, skinny girl who obviously bleached her hair blonde and her friend who was also really tall and skinny but had black hair.

The blonde girl spoke to me. "You're Niall Horan's girlfriend right?"

"Uhhhh... yeah. And you are?"

"I'm Kaitlyn. And this is Tori. I just wanted to let you know that you're a total fuck up," she said. I gave her my sassy "excuse you?" face.

"Don't act like you don't know what we are talking about whore," she spoke for the last time before walking away. I was use to having people bully me online but this was different. It made me less upset because she wasn't hiding behind a computer, it made me mostly curious to know what the hell was going on.

I got dessert before heading back to the hotel. When I got back into my room I quickly got onto twitter. If I was going to find an answer to what was up, I could probably find it there.

I knew how this fandom worked so I went to the source of all the 1D gossip: updates accounts.

I was scrolling through tweets looking for one that contained my name. I found one that had a link to a YouTube video and the caption "Haley at the concert last night." The first thing that went through my mind was "shit I was at the concert?" This wasn't going to be good.

I opened the video and let it load. When I played the video I saw myself walk drunkenly on stage and accused Niall of cheated on me. For a moment I was ashamed and embarrassed at myself, but those feelings didn't last long before my feelings and thoughts about Niall allegedly cheating came back.

I started crying. I didn't know what to do, so I called my big brother. He answered, surprisingly, rather quickly.

"Hey lil' sis!" he said in an unusually chipper voice.

"Hey..." I said, still sobbing.

"Are you crying Hales?" I didn't even answer, I just kept balling my eyes out, knowing he could hear me.

"Hey, hey. What happened? You have to talk to me. Haley what's going on?" I couldn't talk to him. I knew he cared and that's all I needed so I hung up the phone.

I took a hot bubble bath to try and calm myself down. I put my playlist on that I always fall asleep to because it was mostly soothing, slow songs. I felt almost instantly relaxed.

I laid in the bathtub for what felt like hours. It made me sleepy. I got out and discovered that it was only 8 pm. I didn't care. I still went to bed then.

***

I woke up the next morning to someone pounding on my door. I ran over to the door and opened it without checking to see who it was.

A large man was standing at my door. He was pretty tall and pudgy, but not Rick Ross heavy.

"Who are you?..." I questioned.

"I'm Brett, from the boys' management company. I'd say its a pleasure to meet you, but you've kind of been a pain in my ass," he said.

"Fair enough," I nodded.

"Anyways, you've obviously just woke up. It's currently 8am if you didn't know. Get something to eat and be in the hotel's conference room at 9," he ordered me before walking away.

I quickly threw on a pair of jean shorts and an old T-shirt before going down the the lobby to eat breakfast. I was starving so I filled my plate with bacon and eggs and got a bowl of cereal. I chowed down before nervously walking to the conference room to meet with Brett.