Catfished by Niall

part 2

I woke up to the annoying beep of the alarm clock in my ear, I groggily pressed snooze and pressed my face into the pillow for another five minutes thinking that make i could sleep for another hour or so. Soon after falling back asleep during the snooze the clock began to beep again. this time i stoop up and walk  to the bathroom tossing off the shirt i slept in and turned on the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror sleep in the corners of my eyes and dark bags. i felt the water and it was warm enough for me to climb in. 

I stood there for a while till the trance of sleep was slowly being washed away by water. Pulling down the 2in1 shampoo, I poured some in my hands and massaged my head. I looked though the clear glass shower door. The clock said 9:30.  I quickly finished up in the shower. grabbing a towel hanging outside the glass door and wrapped my body.

I had class at 10:30, so I pulled out a pair of black leggings and a thick hoodie and tossed them on before I lazily pulled my hair into a messy bun, I looked at the clock and need that i needed to go so i grabbed my history book and was out the door. 

I had an unstable walk as i neared the university, i seen that no one was there so I pulled my cell phone to se that i has a text from my professor:

Mr.Katwell.

Mr.Kats

History class is cancelled today due to snow. Have fun on your dad off and be save class!

I was angry that i was out in the weather without a purpose but glad that class was canceled, but i continued my walk into the school to put my book in the class room to keep me from having to carry it. Since i was out and cold i decided i would stop at the Starbucks not far from my flat to grab some coffee and warm up.

I walked slowly enjoying the cold empty streets. I pushed my hands into my pocket trying to warm them up. At the crisp snow crumpled under my weight with each step. I've never seem this part of London so empty. 

Soon enough Starbucks came in veiw. My slow walk tuned into a slippery jog. I entered the building the smell of coffee filled my nose and my stomach started to rumble. With no hesitation i walked to the cashier and smiled. 

"May I help you?" The man asked, his voice sounded American. Oh America, I want to visit there.

"Yes please, I would like a Moca Lotta. Please." I smiled. He grabbed the receipt and pay him and give him a tip.

"The name you want it under?" the man asked. I try to place his accent. 

"Addison!" I smiled. I walked to an empty booth and looked at the empty streets of London. It was a rare beautiful sight. Usually the streets were full of girls hunting down the members of One Direction or The Wanted.

"Addison." The guy from the counter yelled. I retrieved my coffee and sat back at the booth. I sighed and pulled out my phone. I checked my Facebook and Twitter account. The went to my FriendM3 account. 

I signed in and cheacked the few messages I had. I was not popular at all on the site. I did not let my Boobs hang out or send nudes so no one really talked to me. honestly I'm pretty sure thats the only reason people do talk to me on here.

I clicked messages and had a couple from the boy I was chating with last night.I read them and learned he's Irish. Ireland, I have been there once with my family. I decided I would not message him back because I did not want to be a bother.

I took a picture of the empty streets of London. I posted the picture adding the caption

'Rare Beautiful Site' 

I posted the picture and almost instantly got a message from the boy Named Carson Leathers.

"Hello Addison I hope you slept well last night! Oh and your picture is beautiful"