The Inbetweeners

The Inbetweeners. Chapter 5. :)

I woke up and felt shitty, today is the day Zayn gets out of boot camp and I get to go stay with him! Even though I felt bad, I was still excited to see my best friend. When I looked in the mirror, I noticed mascara down my face and big red slices on my wrist. I washed off my make up and bandaged my wrist. I went to get dressed thinking of wearing something cute that Zayn will like. I wanted to be good with my first impression on his new friend. I put my ripped skinny jeans, a loose neon green cropped tank top, and my favorite moccasins on and walked to the bathroom to fix my hair. I left my curly ginger hair down, I felt like the girl from Brave with my hair like this, but I still love it. When I was finished, I packed my bags and sent Zayn a text saying I was leaving my house in 5 minutes. When I was leaving, my sister glared at me like I was a foreign creature. I really don't like her. I don't even understand why she still lives in our house.. She was there when she needed something and that was it.

On my way to the hotel we were staying at, I listened to Lights by Ellie Goulding on repeat. I love this song. It just makes me want to dance, which I love to do and am very good at. When I stopped to get a drink and use the restroom on the way, I was sort some change. The lady behind me in line was nice enough to give me enough money to cover it. "Thanks ma'am." I said cheerfully. "Please don't call me ma'am" she said quickly. "Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you.." I said apologetically. "It's fine, but if you ever see me around, call me Anne." I nodded to let her know I heard her and walked back outside. Well that was nice of her, I thought. I hopped back in the car and continued my drive to the hotel. When I pull up, I have my radio on full blast and my purple RayBans pushed on my bridge on my nose. I park and turn everything off, hopping out of the car, I grab my suitcase and head for the hotel doors. When I get inside, I get my key for my room and go to the lift to go up to the 7th floor. I'm staying in room 139. I thought this was funny because my favorite/lucky number is 13 and Zayn's is 9. I opened my room and was stunned at how nice it was. When I was done admiring everything, I pulled on my phone and called Zayn. "Hello?" I heard Zayn's groggy voice through the phone. "Yeah Zayn, just wanted to tell you that I'm here. Hope I didn't wake you up, I was just really excited and couldn't wait to be here with you." I said calmly through the phone. "Okay babe, be there in like 5 minutes." He hung up the phone. I knew he was tired because he called me babe. I brushed it off and started unpacking. **knock knock** I opened the door and let Zayn in. "Me casa." I playfully stated. And he glared at me. I don't know what was going through his mind...