Bold

Chapter Ten

Jordan's POV

"Jordan. Jordan", I hear. "We landed in New York, we're hear, love", says Harry, in a low, quiet, yet excited voice.

I look up at him. I check my phone, it's 2:20am. I hope we get to go back to sleep.

"Don't worry, we're immediately checking into the hotel, and going to bed", he says, smiling.

"Okay", I reply. Thank goodness! We walk off the plane. Wow! It's so beautiful! I look around at all of the towering buildings. There are lights and cars everywhere! I guess New York is up all night! I can't believe I'm in New York! Especially with One Direction... and not to mention my boyfriend!

A big vehicle pulls up. We load everything and get in. I look at Denise. Man, she looks tired! Even more than me! Maybe she'll actually sleep in tomorrow. I stare out the window, looking at the city surrounding me.

"It's amazing, isn't it?", Harry asks.

"Yes, it is! It's bigger than I even imagined! The buildings look like they're touching the sky!!!", I reply.

"I thought you would like it", he says grinning. "It's a good start to seeing the world."

"Yeah, it really is. And I'm glad I'm seeing it with you", I declare.

"So am I", he proclaims.

We get to the hotel. Holy cow! It's huge! And so fancy looking! This must be super expensive!!! We walk into the lobby. My eyes find a big glass ball, sparkling on the ceiling. I see an elaborate fountain in the middle of the lobby, glass tables with satin dressed chairs, and dark leather couches all around. Even the front desk is fancy.

Liam talks to the receptionist and gets keys. We all go to the elevator and he puts a key in it. What is he doing that for? My question is soon answered when we get to the top floor. The 15th floor!

The elevator opens up to a penthouse. This has got to be the size of a house! I look to the kitchen with marble counters and an enormous fridge. I walk past the dining room with a table that seats 10, and a chandelier hanging above. I enter the living room with a flat screen TV that's even bigger than the one in their room in Denver! It's got a white plush sectional, with another couch, and a recliner on the side of it. I enter the bathroom with a water fall sink and an elaborately decorated mirror towering above it. It has a bath tub that looks the size of a hot tub, next to a huge tiled shower almost reaching the high ceiling. If I'm not already amazed enough, Harry shows me into a room, that he said is for Denise and I. There's two queen beds, with formal comforters, facing a 60 inch flat screen. I walk over to find a walk-in closet near a dark wooden dresser.

I walk out of the room and see another bathroom! I count the rooms. Wow! There's four rooms and two bathrooms! This place is insane! "How can you guys afford this?", I exclaim, soon realizing that I just asked One Direction that.

"Well, world famous singers get paid surprisingly well!", Zayn mocks.

"Are you sure we're not intruding?", I ask Harry.

"Absolutely not. We wouldn't have it any other way!", he proclaims.

"Thank you", I say.

"Your welcome, Jordan", he replies.

I see Denise saying good night to Niall. And all of the boys going to bed. "Can I show you something?", asks Harry.

"Yeah", I reply, accepting his hand. We walk past all of the rooms, when I notice two glass doors framed in white. He opens it to a porch looking out over New York. We walk out, grabbing on to the black, metal railing.