I woke up to Midnight Memories blasting through out my room. Smiling, I grabbed my white, iPhone 5, and let it play for a minute or two before shutting it off. If you didn't know already i'm a major Directioner. Although they are cute and all i'm not concerned about how they look. It's their voices I fell in love with. Harry and Niall are my favourite.
Once i'm fully awake which takes me about five minutes after waking up I hop on out of bed and prance down stairs to the kitchen where Gracie, my roommate/friend is brewing coffee.
"Hi!" I chirp and she waves me off, grumbling something and pouring herself a cup of coffee. As you can tell she's not a morning person. Putting the kettle on the stove I start to make myself some tea. If there is one thing I hate that is coffee.
"How are you so happy in the morning?" Gracie asks taking sip of her coffee and scrolling through Tumblr on her phone.
I shrug, "No clue." Once the water is done heating I pour some into a mug and put a tea bag in it. I sit down next to Gracie and set my mug down to cool.
"Later I might go to Nandos. Care to tag along?" I ask.
"Maybe."
"Okay, let me know by four."
She nods and I take a sip of my tea, "Mmmmm."
"Is it that good?"
"Yes! Tea is delicious!"
"Not as delicious as Zayn." She licks her lips and soon after we both bust out laughing. Did I mention she is a Directioner too?
"I'm all for Niall. We're Irish buddies!" I squeal and she laughs again. We talk a little more about One Direction and other celebs for a while longer.
"Well, i'm going to go get changed. Bye!"
"See ya." She replied as I chug on back to my room. Going to my dresser I take out my already neatly folded clothes and place them on my bed. Stripping out of my old clothes, throwing them in the laundry bin, I put on a floral printed crop tank, coral leather high-wasted skirt, and maroon/brown sandals. To complete the look I put on a beige cardigan.
Since I don't wear much makeup I apply some blush, brush my teeth. and put on some chap stick. I brush out all my hair to on side of my head, pop two mint tictacs into my mouth, spray some Taylor Swift "Red" perfume, and look myself over in my full length mirror.Perfect. I smile at my appearance. Let me tell you I have very high self esteem. Quickly, I make my bed, use the bathroom, grab my iPhone, and walk down stairs where I see Gracie dressed talking to someone on the phone. She looked quite upset.
"N-no I understand....bye." Her voice cracked as she hung up. I ran over to her and hugged her tightly bearing my face into her neck. Habit whenever I hug someone. We pulled away after a few minutes and her face was tear stained.
"What's wrong?" I ask softly leading her to the couch. We both sit down.
"He broke up with me because he didn't feel the "sparks' anymore." She sad sniffling.
"I'm so, so, so, sorry." I whisper pulling her into another hug. He is Gregg Moretti, Gracie's ex-boyfriend. They would have been dating for two months in three weeks and six days. Yes, I keep track. Gosh i'm feeling so bad for her! Never should anyone go through this....especially not her. Gracie is the most sweetest, nicest, prettiest girl i'm met.
"To Nandos!" Gracie shouts dragging me out the door and into the streets of L.A. It's been six hours since The News as we call it. When I said we were going to Nandos she got super excited and smiley. I was happy to see her like that. Even if the reason behind it was food. I laughed as we walked down the side walks talking about different things. From penguins, to spoons, to Harry's extra set of nipples. Mostly every conversation we have ends with One Direction. So engulfed in our chat about Harry Style's nipples I ran into someone and fell.
