How I Got My Life Changed By 1D (Book 2)

Chapter 8- And That's Where We're At Now

My head dropped and I snapped it back up, running a hand through my hair. It gets caught in the array of bobby pins and I start to take them out, yawning a million times. Stumbling in trying, my vision hazy in sleepiness, Adam moves my hands away and takes the bobby pins out then hands them to me. I grab them from his hand and opened my clutch and toss them in there then shut it.

My eyes start to close and I lay my head on a random shoulder, yawning. I then feel a tug and I'm pulled to someone's else's shoulder. I hear whispers from everyone else talking in the limo.

I flutter my eyes closed assuming I'm on Adam's shoulder and replay the action at the party.

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After talking awhile we had to perform and let's just say I was surprised that the house didn't blow down with our performance. I'm joking, the boys did amazing too! Louis never looked at me, other than glaring. Which I don't understand, he started it, he broke up with me. Does he regret it?

I'm so confused.

Later that night I saw Louis and Abby slow dancing and laughing. I must admit, my heart felt like it was slowly being pricked with a sharp dagger. PAINFUL.

I avoided them and did cheers to the speeches people did and spent my time with Adam and Tommie. I really need to talk to the boys and apologize for not talking to them for a year.

From the physically and emotionally overbearing experience, I was seriously worn out.

And that's where we're at now.

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"Dani?"

I yawn and flutter my eyes open, feeling my shoulder shaking. "Time for you to go." Adam whispered. I nodded, sleepily and sat up. I looked around the car and noticed mostly everyone was sleeping or playing silently on their phone. Louis, Zayn and Perrie were the only ones awake. Tommie wasn't in the car, we probably already dropped her off.

Tiarne and Niall were probably heading to my flat right now.

In a sleepy voice I asked, "How are you getting home?"

He chuckles, "I drove here in my own car, don't worry. See you tomorrow, bright and early." I stumble out of the car and he gets out behind me.

We're flying out to London tomorrow at 8 a.m. in the morning we had to be at the airport in the jet they provided us. Upgraded from first class, very thankful.

After he closed the limo door, he hugged me awkwardly then sauntered off. No goodbye kiss? Normally I wouldn't do it, so he would complain or always kiss me. Did I do something wrong? I stumble through the halls and walk into my apartment, closing and locking the door behind me.

I walk to my room and close the door behind me. I toss my high heels aside and get out of my dress. I slide on an over sized shirt over my lingerie and slipped under the covers, too tired to do anything else.

Right when I got on my bed, I fell asleep.

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The annoying beep of the alarm woke me up. I rub my eyes, groaning as I sat up. I turn off my alarm and pad over to my closet. My suitcase was packed beside my bedroom door. I grab a pair of dark rinse skinny jeans, red vans then grab a random white v-neck top. Not the most fashionable look.

I walk over to the bathroom and lean over, pulling my hair in a messy bun on top of my head. When I look in the mirror, I grimace. My make up was smudged from sleeping in it and it felt like it was suffocating my skin. I lean over and wash my face then brush my teeth and do all the other things.