The 1975

Chapter Twenty-One || Just jump

Date: July 17th

Location: Manchester, England

"George leave her alone" Matty groaned.

George chuckled. "No, it's ten past noon and we have plans"

"So let her be"

"She's slept so much I think she's dead, now you wake her" George said.

I sighed then picked my head up. "I'm up you fuckers now leave"

They both chuckled. "Want to go out for breakfast or shall I cook you something?" Matty asked.

"Bacon" I said then swatted them away.

Once they were gone I let out a big yawn then got out of bed. I plop down in front of my suitcase then started looking for clothes to wear, the weather is extremely nice in Manchester so of course anything heavy would just make me uncomfortable. I settled on light wash boyfriend jeans with a bunch of rips in them, a white crop top and white converse. I had already showered last night so I was good till tonight.

I've spent the last fews day we had off in Manchester. I thought I would be with Matty and George for most of it but they actually had to fly to some country at one point so I just stayed in their house alone. I kept myself entertained by wandering around Manchester and I even visited Jamie and his kids who are absolutely gorgeous.

I really enjoyed my alone time in Manchester, it's such a beautiful city and I even went to London with Oliver at one point. I was barely alone in the flat because I was always out and today was the first day I would actually be able to spend with the guys. They had their interview with Nick Grimshaw this morning but they had to wake up at five and there's no way I was waking up at that time.

After I changed into my clothes, I tied my wavy black hair into a high ponytail then started doing my makeup. When I went through customs the other day they literally took all my power foundations and even my BB cream so I have been fresh faced since we landed a few days ago. They did leave me gel eyeliner and mascara and a few other things so I just worked with that.

"She's alive!" George chuckled as I walked into the living room.

"Haha, how did you sleep last night?" I asked as I sat next to him on the couch.

"Horrible, this couch is much worse than I expected, tonight you sleep in Matty's bed" George groaned.

I chuckled. "That's fine, I changed your sheets because I was scared I would catch something"

"Haha, I'm surprise you haven't gone through my things" he scoffed.

"Oh I did" I assured him. "I even found your dirty movies"

He laughed. "How did you sleep?"

"Amazing" I gushed. "Your bed is so soft, god bless"

"It's one of those foam beds, Matty's mum picked it out" he chuckled.

"Glad she did, I haven't slept so good since I was at home" I frowned.

"Breakfast is done, come eat" Matty said as he walked out the kitchen and placed various plates on the table.

As we sat down me and George kinda stared in horror. I thought Isis was a bad cook but Matty defiantly got the title of horrible cook. The bacon was black, the eggs had little burn spots on them, and he made like oatmeal but it was a really weird color and watery.

"What?" Matty asked.

"What the fuck is this?" I asked.

He sighed. "Okay it's not the best but it's decent"