Not So Much Love

Inky

Date: December,15, 2014.

'Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit I'm sick of all the same old shit. In a house with unlocked doors, and I'm fucking lazy.... Bite my lip and close my eyes. Take me away to paradise I'm so damn bored I'm going blind, and I smell like shit.' Alex's mobile went off. At around 3-4 at night.

"H-hello..?" She answers with a groggy voice.

"Uh.. Hey.." That Yorkshire accent rang in her ears.

"What the fuck do you want? It's almost four."

"Erm... I.. I was kind of... Like wondering. If you... Wanted to do something later today...?"

"Listen here you little shit. You fucking call me at four in the fucking morning to see if I wanted to fucking do something today?! Are you mental? Fuck sake, Zayn. I have lectures in four hours. I don't know. Ask me later. Good Night Zayn." Alex hangs up. She stares at her ceiling, muttering. After 10 minutes of staring, she turns to her side, grabbing her iPad from the side of the mattress. Aubrey leaves to go back to Canada tomorrow. Suddenly, 5 minutes on tumblr turns to 3 hours. Alex glances at the time on her iPad. 7:17 AM it read.

"Holy shite!" Alex yelled, shooting out of her bed. She runs to her washroom, uses the loo, washes her hands. Then brushes her teeth, she fixes her bangs to her liking, not bothering to comb it. She quickly put in her contact lenses, blinking awkwardly until they set in her eyes. She keeps mumbling "shite" as she rushes to her room, finding clothes to wear.

"What to wear... What to wear..." She mumbled, digging through the pile of her clothes on the floor. She pulled out a black jumper, and grey sweatpants. She grabs a bra from her drawer, quickly taking off her shirt, putting on a bra and the jumper. Alex hurries out of her bottoms, pulling up the sweatpants.

"Shite, socks..." She mutters, searching for socks, she found two, not matching. But she didn't care, she pulled them on quickly. Grabbing her mobile from the charger, running out of her room. Alex slips on her shoes, pulling on her backpack with all her stuff. She grabs her car keys, and leaving the out the door. Dashing to the lobby, then to her car.

Alex doesn't normally eat breakfast, she has no time really. She unlocked her car door, getting in. Starting up her car, and pulls out. Driving to University of Leeds. The drive was only about 8 minutes, but Alex stopped at The Sunshine Bakery, one of her favourite places. The Sunshine Bakery is 13 minutes from her house, then from the bakery, the uni was 10 minutes away. So in total, she spent 23 minutes driving, and it's a little past eight. Which dmeans she's late for a lecture.

Now, let us skip through her boring lectures. That's no fun.

Alex's lectures ended around 1-ish. Suddenly, Alex's mobile phone starts ringing.

"Hello?" She holds the phone in between her cheek and shoulder.

"Hi, Alex, it's Zayn." Alex sighs.

"Yes?"

"Oh, um... I tired calling you earlier, but I guess you weren't in any mood to talk..."

"Yeah, four o'clock in the morning really isn't my time of day. Do you need something important? I'm driving." Alex halts to a sudden stop, not noticing the red light.

"Yea, I wanted to know if you wanted to get the tattoos today?" This brings a smile to Alex's face.

"Yeah! I'd love to! I'll just drive over to your place... Which is where?" Alex asked.

"Plough Way, London, SE16. Just call me when you get here, yeah?"

"Yeah, alright. I'll see you then." Alex hangs up, driving to her flat. If she is going all the way to London to watch someone get a tattoo, she sure is getting one herself. Alex wanted that rose tattoo, and she'll get it. Since she wanted it on her shoulder, and she was wearing a long sleeve, Alex wanted to changed into a tanktop. So, that's what she did. She locked her front door, walking in.