Downtown Idea

29. Heaven Let Me In

Getting off the plane was a pain. I had to call Zoe to make sure she was there to pick us up, and Luke wouldn't stop talking for two seconds so I could hear her. I ended up just hanging up on her. She said she was at baggage claim so that's where I was going.

On the way, Jonas appeared out of nowhere. I had no idea he was coming to New York and as he fell into step with me and Luke he seemed unaware that Luke was coming along. He looked good though. He was dressed nicely for his flight wherever he'd come from. Luke looked kinda decent too. He was just wearing a button up tucked into jeans, but I'd seen him look much worse before. I wasn't one to dress up for flights at all. I didn't really dress up in general unless I had to. I was the worst model in my personal life lets be honest here. I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans.

"Hello Little Sister." Jonas said grinning at me, "Hey Luke."

"OH hey!" Luke said smiling at him, "I didn't know you were coming to NYFW."

"Oh my god, Luke I told you already you sound like a dweeb when you say that." I said rolling my eyes.

"Of course I'm going to NYFW!" Jonas said, abbreviating it just to get on my nerves. I huffed and took a faster step forward so I wasn't walking with them. Although this had been a poor decision. As soon as we got out of the terminals, cameras were flashing in my face and people were shouting questions at me. That was regular for me, but it still caught me off guard.

I ignored them and kept walking. Jonas broke out ahead of us right as I spotted Zoe waiting with all our bags. There were a million of them all piled onto one cart. She looked bored. I glanced back at Luke and saw him crowded with people. Not paparazzi, but like, teenagers talking to him all at once and taking his picture and getting hugs from him. He was nice enough to stop for a second, but he knew he had to get going. The crowd followed him and as he caught up to me, he widened his eyes at me like he couldn't believe he was getting mobbed right now.

"Jeeze, I only ever get blinded by camera flashes." I said as we hurried to follow Jonas and Zoe out the door, "No one ever wants to stop and actually talk to me."

"Hmm, must be nice." He said laughing lightly. I wasn't sure if he was serious or not. I definitely didn't know if I preferred it how I got it. He had actual fans talking to him. I just had middle aged dudes trying to get a scoop for a buck. It was rare someone talked to me out in public because they were a fan of mine.

We got into a car altogether and I started to feel a bit woozy. I had done some drinking on the plane with Luke to pass the time, but no matter how much I drank, it refused to take effect. Until now in the car where Zoe was trying to tell us about this old guy who sold meth on the corner to pay for his grandaughter's tuition or something. I don't quite remember it.

I was very suddenly drunk. "Zoe!" I gasped suddenly. I really had no idea what I was doing, "You didn't say hi to me!" I don't remember much after that. I remembered trying to hug her, but it didn't really work due to our positions in the car.

Before I knew what was happening, we were inside Zoe's house and I was sipping on some warm coffee. I had no idea where it came from, but I drank it anyway. I listened to the others talk for a while until Jonas said we should watch a movie. I didn't think I could make it through a movie. I could barely stand up straight in the kitchen as it was.

"I'm gonna go take a nap." I said finishing my coffee. I handed my cup to Luke, or I thought I did. I missed his hand and nearly dropped the cup on the floor.

"Probably a good idea." Luke said laughing at me. This was all his fault anyway. "You need help getting upstairs?"

"No, I got it." I waved my hand at him and nearly lost my balance. Jonas was laughing at me now, but he decided he and Zoe were going to go set up 1984.