One Day

Chapter 4- Outfits and Orientation

Niall's POV

"Niall!" Louis shouted as I walked into his and Harry's flat. I was greeted by four sweaty guys who just got back from a soccer(futbol) match trying to hug me.

"We missed having you 'round, mate," Liam said when I pulled away from the fourth, and final, hug. See I, and the rest of the boys, were supposed to be in London a month before the first show, but it just so happened to be my mum's birthday the week before the tour started. So, management allowed me to visit home for the weekend.

My month was basically: Mullingar, three weeks in London, a weekend back in Mullingar, and now, say, two weeks in London. It wasn't easy, but if it meant I could get my mum the one thing she wanted for her birthday, a visit from me, then I was happy to oblige, as long as management could too. She could be a normal mum that would take advantage of her son being rich and ask for a car or something, but nOoO. Just kidding, it took alit of money to get to Mullingar and back just for the weekend, and besides, it was nice to breathe in the Ireland air, and I loved visiting my family and friends.

"I missed being around," I reply before sitting on the ground next to Louis as we watch The Hangover. While Harry and Liam were watching the movie intently, and Zayn was aimlessly scrolling through Twitter, I peeked at Louis' phone and saw that he was texting Eleanor. Then I looked up at him, and he had this goofy smile on his face. "Texting El?" I whispered, even though I already knew.

"Yea," he blushed, his grin growing even bigger. Louis was lucky he had a girlfriend. He had someone he could hold in his arms, somebody he could spoil like crazy. He could send Eleanor random "I Love You" texts and send her flowers just because. I sighed, suddenly having a huge craving for someone to call mine. But not just anyone; I want her to be special. I guess I'll just have to wait for the right girl to come along.

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"It's getting kinda late, guys. I think I'm gonna head back to my flat,"Zayn yawned.

"Yea, me too," I added before heading towards the door.

"Night!" Haz and Lou said together. Liam was passed out on the couch, so I figured he'd just spend the night. I called out a "goodnight" to Zayn before walking towards my flat. He returned the gesture before walking in the opposite direction. Being the hungry little mofo I am, I decided to grab something to eat when I got home. I grabbed a bag of Oreo's and devoured them before gulping down a glass of milk. Not really caring about packing, seeing as I'll be leaving London in about two weeks, two and a half max, I trudged my way to my bedroom to get ready for bed. Seeing it was only 10:00 p.m., one might find it crazy to get ready for bed, but I had rehearsals early the following morning, and the jet lag was kicking in, so I climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of gumdrops and rainbows....and girls.

Sage's POV

Tuesday, 2 Days Later

"Oh my gosh! This dress would look so cute on you! Go try it on!" I said throwing the dress at Brooke. We've been shopping for about two and a half hours, and though all of us bought enough clothes to open up a store individually, both Brooke and I haven't found "the perfect outfit" for the concert. Claire got a rose print bustier, a white cardigan, and a pale pink high-low skirt with matching ballet flats. Alix went with a tiffany blue tie front tank, white high-waisted shorts, and she said she'd wear her crème colored TOMS.

"Okay! It looks really cute!" she said and  scurried off to the dressing rooms. It was a strapless twofer with a coral bodice and an all over white lace skirt. I stood outside her cubical until she did a model walk bursting out of the small room. "What do you think?" she cheekily winked.