Last To Know. (Jay McGuiness)

Last To Know: The Eight Hours.

A/N: HELLO PEEPS!! I think is kind of a cute chapter so yeah. Well thank you so much to the people that is actually reading this, I need some feedback so PLEASE COMMENT something!! I don't care if it's hard or not I just need honest opinions!! Well hope you like today's chapter if I get some votes I might update faster. Also who doesn't loved the guys yesterday at the VMA's? and OMG! staying up at 3:00 AM to listen I FOUND YOU! I just love the guys so gif on the side enjoy. And of course the Sorry for my grammatical errors, my language is not English so obviously I have errors. Remember to VOTE, COMMENT and SPREAD THE WORD. I LOVE YOU ALL! <3

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Okay, so maybe this guys weren't that bad, they got me laughing at their stupidity. They explain me the whole Tantrum Alert and a few other things. I explain how I knew about the band, the songs and the faces but not the names, basically it was because of my friends, they were really into them. They asked for pictures but I told them I didn't have any. They also asked me about why I was going to London and I had to lie again, just by telling them that I was looking for a job, but for my own safety I didn't told them on what. They thought I was mysterious and funny I thought I was being a liar. Here you have me, the most honest girl in the whole world being a liar. They been switching places with Tom, because they all wanted to talk to me, I mean, come on! I had nothing out of the ordinary.

Well at least not to them, I was used to people to try to get to know me but that was because I was New York Heiress or New York Princess, God! I hated those nicknames. But this guys didn't know who I was and they still wanted to get to know me, well at least all you can know for eight hours. I was talking to Max when I got hungry, so I took my bag and try to found my skittles bag. Yeah, I had a whole ziploc bag, because I'm cool like that. I was about to eat some when I heard a huge gasp from behind me. I turned my head to be trapped on some amazing blue eyes and as much as I wanted to just stare at him I had to talk.

“Are you okay?” I asked, he had some kind of different shine in his eyes.

“Are...Are those...Skittles?” He said like he was trying to process the information.

“Uumm...Yeah” I said, not seeing why the big fuzz.

“He loves skittles” Max told me and then the others turned their attention to our convertation.

“Everyone loves skittles” I still don't see why the big fuzz.

“No, he is in love with skittles” Nathan said I tilt my head to a side, were they being serious?

“Like massive in love with them” Tom said next.

“Why do you have only the red ones?” Siva asked seeing my big bag.

“I love only the red ones” I stated with a smile.

“WHAT? You racist!” I turn to see Jay giving a dissaproval look, Was this guy serious?

“Oh My God! You are being serious! You are in love with Skittles” I said laughing which only made them laugh harder.

“Told you” Max said.

“Look Jay, now I know what to do with my other bag” I said and took the second bag of skittles, it had the other colors, the ones I didn't like and gave it to him.

“I love you forever!” He yell getting a few complains from the other people that were trying to sleep.

“Uumm... Okay” I said laughing at his outburst.

He really liked skittles. And I really was checking him out god he looked really cute when he eats, I think I was staring at him for too long that I forgot about the world until Tom clap his hands I got out of the trance and saw that everyone was doing something on their phones except for Tom who was just shaking his head with a cheeky smile, that's when I knew he saw me checking out his friend, way to go Alex. I felt how my cheeks were starting to blush and that totally made Tom laugh his ass off. I had to say he was the one I hated the most. Okay, that wasn't true but you know what I mean. It was Jay's turn and I was excited I knew I wasn't going to see him after the flight but for some odd reason I wanted to know him, I wanted to know different things about him. Plus his looks were killing me.