I wake up to my obnoxious alarm at 4:00am, meaning I only had 4 short hours to sleep.
Zion and Nick ended up staying over until 11:30 helping me pack, or may I say packing for me. There fashion sense for females is actually much better then I had ever expected and half of the stuff I had picked out was stuff I actually liked. After they left I wiped off all my makeup and packed my undergarments into my suitcase. I also packed the stuff that is personal to me into a box in the side of my room for the movers that are coming tomorrow to take with them to New York.
I hit stop on my alarm and unwillingly climb out of bed, put on my slippers, look in the mirror to make sure I'm not a zombie even though I look and feel like one and head downstairs.
After coming to the conclusion that I counted 16 stairs I look up and into the kitchen. Riley, Venus and Hanna all have their heads on the breakfast bar as if they're literally in hell and Laura with her makeup all done, hair done and outfit on cooking bacon in eggs while singing 'No More' by PRETTYMUCH.
I guess they are in hell.
"How are you so energetic at" Riley pauses to look at the time "Four ten in the morning?"
I walk and sit next to Hanna, she looks up at me for a second and I see that her under-eye bags are just as large as mine and they are about as purple as the sky is blue, exactly like mine. Her skin on the other hand has no acne whatsoever whereas mine has about 292288 pimples.
Why is she so fucking pretty ugh.
"Well Riley, I went to sleep at 7pm last night so that I could get a full eight hours sleep and I pre-packed my bags a full day beforehand. I got up at 3 am to do my makeup, hair and put on my outfit just in time for y'all to wake up"
"Forget I asked" she groans before putting her head down
"Hey Laura" I inquire
"What's good?"
"We're catching a plane to New York, why didn't you wear comfy clothes?"
"Well-"
"She leaked the fact that both us and the boys will be headed to New York today, that's why she got up so early to get ready AND that's why she's making us breakfast" Hanna interrupts
"Ohhhhh" we all say in unison
"You're screwed when Simon finds out" Venus lifts her head from the counter
"I know I know, but I deleted the tweet so that's okay" she sighs "right"
"Wrong" Riley jumps in "What Did the tweet say"
"New York tomorrow-"
"That's not so bad"
"Let her finish" I say
"Waking up at 4am should be fun" she looks at the ground
"LAURA" we all yell "THEY'LL BE ABLE TO FIGURE IT OUT NOW!"
I subconscious reminds me that Edwin and the others, I mean prettymuch, are supposed to be here at five. I silently excuse myself from the argument and run up the 18 steps, or was it sixteen? I don't know. I put a little concealer under my eyes, I fill in my eyebrow and add a little chapstick to my lips before I decide I look somewhat presentable.
I check the time and it's 4:34, I decide to call Austin to make sure they're all up and shit but as I go to call him I get a call from.. Edwin?
My nerves consume me as I press accept
"Hey" he says flatly through the phone
"Hey Ed, what's up?" I ask with a tone too upbeat for 4:30am
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Change; An Edwin Honoret Fanfiction
Fanficwhat a common thing it is, to fear the unknown. • A story in which a stubborn girl, who happens to be apart of a band, is forced into a relationship with PRETTYMUCH's own Edwin Honoret.