Three Way Relationship

63 - arriving In Hollywood

Niall's POV

The hours seemed to fly by, because now we were ten minutes away from landing. Zayn was still asleep, which he had been nearly the whole trip. He woke up every now and again, but just glanced at me quickly then when back to sleep.

Justin was moving around the plane, mainly because he has a problem staying still. He explored the toilet on the bathroom, yelling out that he wanted to know where all the shit and piss goes when you flush it.

Liam and Taylor were too engrossed in some film they were watching on Liam's laptop during the flight. It was like they were watching the same movie over and over. I had no clue to what it was, because they had earphones in and it was angled so only their eyes could see it.

Harry had woken up thirty minutes ago, and was still a bit edgy on the flying, but Perrie, Louis, Jake, Selena and Demi distracted him with some convo that I wasn't interested in.

Cher and Jade were singing along with the music most of the time, and they were extremely talented singers.

"Ni, can you get me a drink?" Justin sat beside me.

"You were just up." I stated, moving Zayn closer to me, since he'd slept the whole time on my lap.

"Yeah, but I can't read the labels on the drink things. They're in cursive, and the letters look the same." Justin pouted.

"Zayn's asleep on my lap, just bring two different drinks back here and I'll read 'em for you. Okay?" I smiled. Justin huffed, crossing his arms.

"No." He frowned, "I'm not thirsty anymore." He shrugged.

I chuckled, shaking my head, "Whatever you say."

"Niiiaaalllll, Pwease?" Justin whined, pressing his face onto my shoulder.

"I can't. Go ask someone else." I stated, sighing.

"They're all mean, though." Justin groaned, looking up at me through his eyelashes.

He tries too hard to be cute.

"Take your seats, we're landing in five." The speaker instructed.

"No fair." Justin frowned, putting his seatbelt on.

I placed Zayn between us, making sure to wrap the seatbelt around his waist.

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"I'm so tired..." Zayn groaned as we exited the airport. We had all our luggage and everyone was ready to head to the hotel we'll be staying at.

"Okay, so we're staying in a complex hotel suite, it has eight bedrooms, and by the looks of it we'll only be using seven." Perrie stated, "So, here's the address, we all need to meet there and catch separate taxis because we obviously can't fit in the same one." Perrie handed out a sticky note to everyone, including me. I glanced at the address, smiling.

"This place is so cool. We have to check out the Hollywood star map, and that walk way with all those famous people signatures. I want to see Miley Cyrus'." Justin beamed in excitement as he showed Zayn and I a pamphlet for tourists.

"We have two weeks. And I want to check out the night clubs." Zayn smirked.

"We're classified as underage here." I stated.

"Ha! Now who can't drink!" Justin poked his tongue out.

"Shut up, I'm still going to check them out, I won't drink." Zayn shrugged.

"Right, well someone hail a cab. I don't have a clue how to do that." I sighed.

Justin looked to Zayn, "You do it."

"Fine." Zayn stood beside the road, waiting for a taxi to near. He placed two fingers in his mouth, whistling quite loudly, "Yo, Taxi!" Zayn shouted.

A cab pulled up in front of him in seconds, its boot opening and allowing us to shove our things in it.

"That's pure talent." I joked, getting in the cab with Zayn and Justin.

"Only I could pull off such amazement." Zayn smirked.

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Justin's POV

"Oh my god there's an endless supply of Orange juice!" I shouted, pulling out a single serving juice box, from the hotel fridge. We had floor twelve and it was like being rich and famous. Everyone had their rooms picked out, and now we were all talking about what we could do while we were here.

Zeke and I were checking out the amazing fridge, with all its glorious food and drinks.

"Gross, orange juice is disgusting." Zeke stated, screwing up his face.

I gasped as though I was insulted, "i'll have you know, Orange juice is very healthy." I playfully glared at him.

Zeke chuckled, shaking his head. He had lost a lot of weight, and was still pale. I was worried about him, I wonder what Perrie and Jake say about his health.

"You're staring." Zeke rolled his eyes.

"What?" I furrowed my brows, confused.

"At my bones sticking out. I know, I'm skinny, too skinny. Don't worry about it, okay?" Zeke sighed, smiling.

"How can I not? Its sad." I frowned.

"I will put on weight. Doctors gave me these pills that slow down my digestion. It makes me puke sometimes, but it helps build fat." Zeke bit his lip, "And I'm on a diet where I have to eat six snacks, and three meals a day."

"Have you eaten anything today?" I asked, licking my lips.

"An hour ago I had a snack." Zeke shrugged.

"Lets make pizza." I smiled, my eyes widening in excitement.

"Uh, but I can't cook-"

"Neither can I! But we'll be awesome! I think I know what to do! We'll surprise everyone!" I opened the fridge, grabbing things I think I need.

Author's Note; idk bout this update, but I tried cx

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