Dreams Are Made To Be Accomplished (Niall Horan)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5.

Meagan's P.O.V

I rapidly closed the curtains to shut the screaming girls out of my head. Because of the thick glass window I couldn't figure out who's name they were screaming in excitement. My eyes wandered around in the room that was painted in a dark purple color with large figurative paintings hanging on the walls. There were two king-sized beds in the room, both with a descent amount of pillows on them, and of-course our suitcases.

I figured it would be a good idea to finish unpacking since I had nothing better to do, while I was left all alone here at the hotel. Even though I had just had a few hours nap, the time zone differences and jet lag had gotten me extremely tired. My head felt like it was about to explode, my entire body was aching and I literally just felt like crying.

I forced myself to drag my lazy body all the way to closet and quickly change into some sweatpants and a white baggy t-shirt with "GEEK" printed on its front side. Then I walked the entire way to the bathroom, which was longer than I was used too.

The suit we had gotten was huge. The bathroom was bigger than my living room at home, so I was pretty excited. I mean, who wouldn't be if they, we even had a Jacuzzi in the bathroom. I let out my messy bun, and started to wipe off my mascara. Then I grabbed my toothpaste and reached for my toothbrush, but it wasn't there.

"Fuck, Megan, why do you always forget the important stuff?" I had to walk down to the lobby to get a toothbrush, 'cause when you're going on The Ellen Show, you cannot have stinky breath.

Harry's P.O.V

As I stood in my boxers in my hotel room after a shower, I heard a loud knock on the door, great.

"Just a second!" I shouted immediately.

"Oh, forget it Harry," a quite familiar voice snapped back at me.

I rushed over to open the door. Before he entered my room, he looked over his shoulders to make sure no one was following him. He was all dressed up in his skinny, black jeans, a tank top that showed off his deer tattoo filling up his muscular upper arm, and a pair of toms.

"What always takes you so long, Harry? Hurry up, man!" he said. I just mumbled something, while struggling to pull up my tight pair of jeans. My hair was waaaay to curly for my liking after the shower, so I pulled a black beanie over my head.

"So, are you ready to go, Harold?" He asked.

I nodded my head, "Yeah," while fumbling for something in my toilet bag.

BINGO, I found the little package and tucked it in my back pocket. He eyed me with the You're-Crazy-look and just giggled, while walking down to the door.

"I mean, better to be on the safe side" I said while chuckling.

Louis had already started to walk out the corridor so I jogged after him. In the lobby there wasn't a lot of people, just a few couples in their mid fifty's who didn't seemed to care. Our only concern was to meet any of our bodyguards or leaders in management, since we weren't allowed to go out late at night, especially without any safety around us. But, I mean, we're teenage boys, this is what we do. Party, girls and just hang around, even if it includes breaking the rules.

Out of the lift beside us, a girl with long brown hair walked out. She had the finest bum I had ever seen in my life. I stabbed my elbow in Louis' ribs, and he just responded,

" That's a ten, for sure!" He had a big smile painted all over his face, too he already had a girlfriend. But, that would make my task a lot easier. We followed her, trying not to make it too obvious. She was humming a song, which was actually pretty good. What was she doing her? She must have noticed that we were following her, cause she turned around, but we tried to play it cool and just continued walking.

"Shit, that was close," I said,

Louis bursted into laughter, "That could have been so embarrassing,"

I took a last glance at her before we took the dangerous steps outdoor.