The 1975

Chapter Thirteen || The tourist attraction.

Date: June 24th

Location: Manchester & London, England

My second day in the UK and all I want is donuts. I bet most of you are wondering home my flight went yesterday, well let me break it down for you! First of course I slept for most of the ride I'm sure we all did since it was an 8 hour flight so that was nice but of course as if god was punishing me I had to get put through some hell. Once we landed George cracked a joke and used the word bombs so customs took us in.

You will never know struggle till you get interrogated by airport security for like six hours after an eight hour flight! While they detained me all they feed me were these stale animal crackers and hot water! I almost got deported but thankfully we worked everything out and they sent me on my way. Then here comes the worst part it was like another three hour ride from Heathrow Airport to Manchester and during that three hour ride the can driver asked us why we didn't fly in to the Manchester Airport!

Nonetheless I was glad to be in England. Last night we didn't get in till after midnight so when Matty and I got to his place we just threw our luggage down near the door and got changed for bed. Matty has a really nice apartment townhouse thing or as George calls it a flat, it's one bedroom and for some reason it's two floors. Upstairs of course is the bedroom and bathroom then downstairs is the kitchen, living room dining room, another half bathroom and then there's like a little outside yard place.

Matty offered to let me sleep in his bed and he would sleep on the couch but after sitting on his couch I came to the conclusion I would sleep there, it was so unbelievably soft. He assured me no love making happened on that couch and then that was it. That was my first day in the UK. It was fucking magical.

Today Matty and I planned on doing some sight seeing in Manchester and maybe London if we have time then tomorrow he has to go to the studio and I'm sure I'll tag along to see them in their natural environment or I'll just end up hanging out with Oliver who flys in today.

"Morning Abigail" Matty said as he strolled downstairs. He was dressed in wool pajama pants and of course no shirt. I was so used to his not having a shirt on anymore.

"Morning" I said then got up and followed him into the kitchen.

"I don't really have food in here so do you want to go out for breakfast?" He asked.

I nodded. "Sure let me just change first"

He nodded then breezed past me and headed upstairs again. As for me I walked to my suitcase and pulled out some clothes to change into. The weather out here was oddly cool and like summer breezy which I didn't expect at all so I grabbed a white cotton button up that when worn looks like pirate shirt, light wash jean high waisted shorts, and some black sarsaparillas to slip into.

After I was done changing I grabbed my black cross body from Michael Kors then threw all my essentials in there including 10 pounds Jamie gave me for emergency. I think he meant it as a joke but I took it anyways because it looked cool, I probably won't spend it anyways.

"Ready Abigail?" Matty called, I nodded then put on my sunglasses and followed him out.

Manchester is really pretty and nothing like I expected. I mean it has this old time meets modern feel to it but it's absolutely gorgeous. I thought we were going to hale a cab but no Matty just started walking down the street and I followed because where else would I go.

After a short time of walking we stopped in front of cute little cafe. When we got inside Matty asked that we got seated outside then asked for a table for three. I figured one of the other guys were coming or Jamie. The kind hostess sat us outside then handed us menus.