The next morning I woke up with not only the worst headache ever, but only two hours to pack for the biggest event in my life since the breakthrough I had in third grade after singing 'Mary had a little Lamb' to my class teacher.
It turns out, my 'parents' had planned for me to go and live with Niall for a bit until I've figured out what the hell I want to do with my life. I was pretty psyched about meeting the rest of 1D and visiting all these amazing places. The only down side would be the constant living on the road lifestyle, but hey ho, this is an absolute dream from some people.
It was currently 10 am and I had already packed so all I needed to do was get up and ready.
I decided to take a quick shower and slipped on some skinny jeans, a plain black top and a JW hoodie.
I thought about bringing my suitcase downstairs ready, but considering I had literally packed everything I owned, I decided against it. I ran downstairs and grabbed a pack of Jaffa cakes from the cupboard to feed my weird obsession with the chocolate-orange sponge biscuits. I took a seat on the kitchen counter and ate them like they were smarties.
Just as I neared the end of the packet [oops], I heard a knock on the door, I assumed it was Niall showing up a little early.
"Hey" He smiled and his eyes flickered from my face to the remains of my childhood house. After the big party yesterday, the place was left in a huge mess with decorations thrown here there and everywhere.
"Hi, come in, sorry about the mess though".
"Don't worry about it, where are your bags?" His eyebrows furrowed, oh that's what he was looking for.
"Ahh, they're upstairs because I'm not strong enough to carry them down".
He laughed and ran upstairs to retrieve my bags while I stood in front of the mirror French-braiding my hair.
"I can't believe you couldn't carry this, it's light mannnn" He called out from upstairs, but then followed with a massive thud.
"Are you okay?" I asked, beginning to descend the stairs.
"Yeah yeah I'm fi- Ewww are these your bras?" I laughed at his childishness.
"Oh come off it Niall, I guarantee its not the first time you seen a girls bra".
"Yeah, but yours is so tiny and oh my god are these tampons" I blushed a dark shade of red and snatched them from his grip, cramming them in the bottom of my suitcase.
"Let's go" He laughed and lifted up my suitcase like it weighed nothing.
Outside a mini-van was waiting for us and a guy in a black suit came and took my luggage from Niall.
