Zayn opened the door all the way and I stepped in. The apartment was a disaster. There was garbage all along the floor, the walls were stained with what looked like grape jelly, and not to mention there were piles of clothes everywhere. I'm no clean freak, but this place was in dire need of a good cleaning.
"Oh by the way we're playing truth or dare. So yeah that explains..." Zayn trailed off pointing to his face. I nodded and looked around once more.
"So...erm, hungry?" I asked quietly.
"I am but I'm not sure about the boys. GUYS ARE YOU HUNGRY?" He screamed into the living room nearly rupturing my right eardrum. I winced and he apologized. One by one the other boys walked into the hallway. Just like before, Louis had a scowl plastered on his face but I chose to ignore it.
"Can you make tacos?" Harry asked with giant puppy eyes. Nodding my head, I walked into the kitchen. It was extremely clean which led me to believe the boys don't eat much food at home.
Opening the fridge, I nearly gasped out loud. It was completely empty except for one small carton of milk. I closed it and turned back around only to see all 5 boys staring at me. I bit my lip, nervous with all their gazes focused on me.
"Store?" I said so quietly it was barely audible. Niall looked up at me and told me he would take me. Fighting the urge to scream, I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted the tangy metallic flavor , signalling I bit too hard and I was now bleeding.
Walking out the apartment, I headed straight for mine to grab my coat, phone, and wallet. Following Niall down the stairs he told me we would just walk seeing it as it was just 2 blocks away.
The cold London air nipped at my body causing me to grip my jacket closer to my chest. It was a worn out navy blue peacoat with a tear in one sleeve and one missing button but it was my favorite. My mother had bought it for me one winter and I immediatly hated it. After a while it had grown on me and it still retained a very faint scent of my mothers perfume. I smiled at the memory of her getting ready every morning, always spraying 3 squirts of Haiku, her favorite scent.
Once again it had seemed that I drifted so deep in my thoughts I forgot about reality and didn't realize we were at the store. Niall rushed to a cart, pushing it with some force then proceeding to jump on the back of it. Shaking my head and smiling at his immaturity, I gladly followed behind the boy.
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