His O.D. // The 1975 Fan Fiction

5: The Hotel

Because there were four of us, we got two rooms, both with 2 queen size beds in each. I decided to room with Rach – I knew it wouldn't end well if Tess was with her, and Mel just didn't deserve that shit.

As we unpack, I decide to make some friendly conversation.

'I am extremely pissed at you right now.'

Rach sighs, turning away from her suitcase, 'I know. I am sorry, believe it or not.'

'For once in your life.'

Another deep sigh. We go back to unpacking in silence, until Mel and Tess come bursting into the room through the door connecting our rooms.

'We got bored,' says Mel, flopping down onto my bed. I laugh at her, and shut my suitcase. I plug my phone into the charger then join Mel on my bed. We lay on our backs, staring at the ceiling, listening to Tess and Rach talk.

'So what's your grand plan Rach?' snarls Tess. I still don't understand why she's here, but I don't mind having her here. She's alright most of the time. I just don't know her that well.

'Could you lay off a bit Tess, seriously I'm stressed out enough as it is,' fires back Rach. I roll my eyes and sit up, obviously glaring at the both of them.

'Lay off? Honey, you made us come with you to fucking England because you got into shit with your parents, which led to you getting into shit with your dealer. Plus, you have no plans as to what we're going to do now. So no, I won't 'lay off' until you get your shit together.'

'Fucking hell fine.' Rach yells, storming out of the room. I find it a little dramatic, but as the door slams behind her, I can't help but feel a little bit bad for her. She thought the best way to escape her troubles was moving country. Whatever went down with her parents must have been pretty bad.

A now tired looking Tess flops down onto Rach's bed and sighs, 'I'm just worried.'

'I know,' I breathe.

'Like, what the fuck are we meant to do now?'

'I don't know.'

Another sigh. Everyone seems to sigh a lot now a days. Just as I go to ask Mel what her opinion on this... issue is, I hear the vibration of my phone. Being the lazy bitch I am, I groan as I get up and check it.

New Message From: Rach

'I've got weed.'

That just makes me angrier.

I ignore her.

Of course Rach would spend her very last dollars on weed. It's just stupid, she should be saving so we can afford this hotel for as long as it takes for at least one of us to get a job.

Jobs. Fuck.

'Guys we need working visas.'

A synchronised 'fuck' sounds throughout my hotel room and I laugh. I have no idea how to apply for a working visa, but I'm sure I'll figure it out. I'll worry about that later.

Tess sits up, and I watch the concern spread across her face. I frown – although I haven't known her long, she seems like a nice girl. She doesn't deserve to be dragged into Rach's shit, and yet here she is, in England, for no reason in particular really.

Poor girl.

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Tess' POV

This isn't where I pictured myself to be.

Manchester, England is where I am. I pictured being in Sydney, Australia, going to university in a year or so. I can't believe I'm on the other side of the world.

And without my parent's consent.

I have absolutely no idea how long I'm going to be here for. I don't even know why I'm here. I just know that Rach called me, asked me to come to the airport, and go with her somewhere. I didn't expect 'somewhere' to be England, where it seems to be cold 24/7. The complete opposite of Australia.

I guess that I should get used to being here, I mean I want to support my friends and all. Rach really seems to need it right now too. Having a crazy drug addict/dealer wanting you dead? That's pretty rough. I'm not entirely sure if we're moving here permanently, but if we are, my dreams will be crushed.

I'm sorry but it's true. My whole future is planned out – I'll go to university, get a degree in medicine, go to medical school, become a doctor, and eventually start my own family.

Moving to Manchester is not in my plans.

I sit up on Rach's bed and sigh. I hate lashing out at her, but it was a bit ridiculous of her to ask us to come to Manchester with her and not have any plans about it at all.

I glance at Jess, who is looking at her phone again, and decide it's time to relax.

'Hey I'm going to go back to our room and have a warm shower,' I say, not entirely sure of who will actually care.

Jess looks up and I notice her intense blue eyes for the first time, 'ok, no worries. I hope you're alright, don't feel bad or anything.'

She sounds quite sympathetic. I flash her a smile.

'Thanks Jess. I just need to chill out and take it all in I think.'

'We all do.'

'Mel are you coming?'

Mel sits up on Jess' bed and crosses her legs. Her black hair is all in her face, and she doesn't bother to move it.

'I think I'll stay in here for a bit.'

'Ok. I'll see you later.'

And with that, I go back into the room I'm sharing with Mel, and take a soothing shower. I cleanse my pale skin with a body scrub, and chuck a shampoo and conditioner through my chocolate brown hair. I get out feeling refreshed, notice Mel is already asleep in her bed (granted, it was 11 at night, but I mean what about jet lag or something?), and decide to call it a night myself.

Before bed, I check my phone.

3 missed calls from Dylan. I sigh and text him, saying I'm on a trip with the girls, I'm fine, I miss & love him, and I'll call him tomorrow.

I fall asleep with a nagging worry in my head that maybe, just maybe, my future may shatter right in front of my eyes...

And for what reason?

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A/N

I hope this gives you a rough idea of what Tess is like. I know this chapter was mainly just a filler, but I feel like having some filler chapters will make the coming chapters a bit easier to visualise.

I hope this chapter was okay J

Much love,

Jess

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