The 1975

Chapter Eight || Missing the Brits

Date: June 17th

Location: Long Island, New York

I was finally back home. After a really long flight, of which I had to make stops in like seven different cities, I finally made it home. I had gotten back last night at an ungodly hour so I went straight to my bed. Now it was morning and my mother had decided to throw me a welcome back party.

I had tried to argue against it but she insisted because technically the party was her last chance to try and get me to stay. So she invited everybody even Professor Green who I really didn't want to see because I know he would as about my project which is kinda shit at the moment.

"Abigail Ortiz, if you're not in the shower in fifteen minutes so help me god I'll crucify you" My mother said as she stood behind my door.

"I'm up" I groaned loud enough for her to hear then forcefully pulled myself out of bed. Jet lag had gotten the best of me and now all I wanted to do was sleep.

After my long hot shower I changed into a long white strapless maxi dress, sandals, a bunch of jewelry to make this look less boring, and finally a large straw summer hat because it was really hot outside.

I hadn't unpack because I thought it was stupid. I was leaving again in like four days. The only things I unpacked were my dirty clothes to wash, and anything I knew I wasn't gonna wear but then again I replaced all that with things I knew I was gonna wear from my closet.

After I was dressed I took of the hat and started doing my hair. I braided two pieces in the front of my hair then parted it back and tied then together. Then I curled the rest of my hair. After my hair was done I did my makeup but didn't go to heavy because it was hot. Only gel eyeliner, tinted BB cream, some neutral eyeshadow, mascara, and this neutral nude pink lipgloss.

"Abigail" my mom called from downstairs, I sighed then picked up my phone to head downstairs but stopped when I noticed I had a few missed calls from the guys and Jamie.

"Hello" Jamie said as he picked up. I was walking in the kitchen and when my mom noticed I was on the phone she motioned for my dad to shut up.

"Hey, is everything okay? I have like six missed calls from you guys"

He chuckled. "Yeah everything's fine we jut wanted to make sure you landed safely and all that, how was the flight?"

"Oh complete hell" I sighed. "I couldn't sleep but when I finally did it was nice but the plane was too cold"

"Better than us being on the plane with you" he chuckled. "Anyways I'm here with the guys if you wanna say hello, you're on speaker"

"Hello salchicha's" I said proudly, my mom laughed.

"What the bloody hell is a salchicha?" George asked, I chuckled.

"It's like this Spanish sausage thing, anyways I gotta go but be safe and don't smoke, don't drink and please be nice"

The all mumbled something but I couldn't make it out. "We will, good luck with the boyfriend" Adam said then the line went dead.

"Well that was nice that they called you" my mom said. Since I got back really late last night we hadn't had time to talk about the tour or anything else for that matter.

"Yeah, what time does this thing start?" I asked, she smiled.

"In a hour or so but I'm sure Isis will be here now" She chuckled, I nodded then sat on a barstool and looked at my dad.

"I missed you" I said, he looked up at me and smiled.

"I missed you more" he said.

"So why didn't you call?" I asked, he looked to my mom for an answer.