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*Niall's POV
After the concert the boys and I rushed to get changed and headed to the back of the venue, to get into the black SUV. It was nice to know that this was our last concert for at least three months, sadly though I don't get to go back to Ireland to visit my family and friends. I already talked to them about it though and they said they would love to come here to London instead.
We started to drive to the hotel that we were going to stay at for awhile until our new complex is set up. Hotels are fun at times because you can make a mess and not have to clean it up. Other times it can suck because fans find out what rooms and floor we are on and won't leave us alone. When a few fans do that, it's okay, but when it happens over a hundred times it gets a tad bit annoying.
Once the boys and I got the the hotel we talked to a few fans for awhile since they were the only ones outside. After about ten minutes we headed in and went straight to the elevator. We are on floor six, rooms 600-610. I'm in room 601. I pulled out my room key and stuck in into the key thingy, and waited for it to beep, letting me know that my room was now unlocked. I slipped out of my shirt and pants and got into the bed, I was knackered. Today had been a long and exhausting day. I plugged my phone into the charger which was by the bedside table.
Brittany. She was the first thing that had completely entered into my mind, probably be a good idea to text her. I went looking through my contacts on my phone, looking for one that didn't look familiar because I had no idea what she put her name as. That's when I found it. My Dream Girl. It was very similar to what I put my name under as in her phone, The Dream Boy. I sent her a quick text.
TO: My Dream Girl.
Nice contact name Brittany, or shall I say "My Dream Girl." I hope you had an amazing time tonight. I can't wait until I see you again. Goodnight, love. (I find it quite weird that we made our names similar in each other's phones.)
I didn't expect her to reply, I was actually hoping she was asleep. She's also had a long day, she deserved some rest. I put my phone down on the table, and turned off the light. I adjusted myself a few times before I got comfortable. Before I knew it, I fell into a deep sleep.
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*Next Morning
The sound of knocking on my door woke me from my sleep. I quickly slipped out of bed, and put on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. I'm not like Harry, I like to stay covered. I headed for the door when there were three more knocks.
"Okay! Okay! I hear you, I'm coming!"
"Not fast enough!" I recognized that the voice belonged to Liam, of course he had to wake me up.
"What do you want Li?" I ask while opening up the door.
"I'm so sorry! Did I wake you? Anyways, I'm bored and Zayn is still sleeping and Harry and Louis went out."
"You couldn't have tried to wake up Zayn? I wanted to sleep in today."
"It's completely impossible to wake up Zayn! Lad, it's noon. You've slept in enough." Liam said while walking into my hotel room.
"I haven't ate yet, so we can go out to lunch."
"Sounds good to me. Let me just put my shoes on and brush my teeth."
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The Boy In My Dream.
FanfictionBrittany is just a normal 18 year old teenager living in the city of London. She has her problems with friends, family, school, and work but that doesn't get in her way of being who she really is. She's still trying to figure out who she is and what...
