Fraudulent || z.m

take me to church by hozier

Laurel Marks 

After three hours, four beers, and beating Asher with a dildo he tried sneaking into my luggage I was finished packing everything.

"I just think you'll need it incase you need to masterbate or some shit." Ash continued with the whole dildo thing.

"I can handle my needs on my own Ash, I don't need some rubber dick toy." I muttered zipping my last duffle bag.

"Whatever you say." he held his hands up in defense. 

"I bet you and Dan are gonna go to town while I'm gone." I smirked.

"Well duh we still have like 20 toys we haven't tried out yet." Asher rolled his eyes as he played with my bed sheets.

"You guys are some kinky little shits." I laughed.

"All gays are babe." He laughed.

"It's gross." I gagged.

"You won't be saying that when you meet a straight guy who likes using toys." He smirked.

I rolled my eyes at him and flipped him off. 

"Are you and Dan taking me to the airport?" I asked scrolling through my tumblr newsfeed.

"Yeah." Ash nodded. "Danny's coming over tonight and staying the night so we can take you."

"Great." I nodded. "Now I need a shower I'll be right back." I said grabbing the clothes I had left out for me to wear tonight and on the plane ride.

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"Damn L if I were straight I'd go straight for that ass." Danny laughed and playfully smacked my butt.

"I'm not gonna lie you do have a nice ass." Ash nodded.

I rolled my eyes laughing at my two best friends.

"We're gonna visit you soon okay?" Ash said as we got past security.

I smiled and nodded, pulling him into a hug.

"It's pretty cold in London so be sure to dress warm." Danny said sternly as he pulled me in for a bone crushing hug.

"Flight 256B to London now boarding." 

"That's me." I smiled.

"We'll miss you." Ash smiled.

"I'll miss you guys too." I sighed.

I turned and started for the entrance of where I was to go to get on the plane and couldn't help but laugh when I heard Ash yell "Don't have too much sex!"

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"Reservation for Joseph Marks." I said tiredly.

The concierge typed on his computer before handing me a key card.

"Room 239 on the second floor." He mumbled.

I nodded and dragged my things toward the elevator.

Once in my room I was at a loss for words. It's such a nice room for being the cheapest one there is. There's even a closet! I unzipped my bags and decided to start unpack then after that I'd order myself some dinner then go to bed.

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I slid on a burgundy over sized light weight sweater, a pair of black leggings, my black peacoat, and my favorite pair of black block heeled ankle booties. I also pus a black scarf around my neck and burgundy knitted beanie with a fuzzy ball on the top of it.

I had gotten a text from my dad saying that Liam Payne was going to be going to the Starbucks down the street from my hotel for lunch.

I grabbed my phone, wallet and key card and left my room and then the hotel.

The walk there was short but cold. So I ordered a hot chocolate. Once I got it I looked around until I spotted to people with hoods and glasses and I knew from experience that only celebrities do that. I looked them each up and down and noticed that one of their feet were sticking out from under the table and I instantly got an idea. I walked to a table a few behind theirs before turning around and walking toward theirs and 'accidentally' tripping over their foot causing me to fall to the ground and hiss in pain as I landed harder than I thought I would have.

"Oh shit I'm sorry."   the hooded figure I triped over took off their hoods and glasses and kneeled down beside me and I recognized him as Zayn Malik. Shit he's hot. 

"Are you okay?" The other asked taking off his hood and glasses as well revealing the one and only Liam Payne.

"Just peachy" I fakely smiled and stood up, ignoring the sharp pain in my knee.

"I'm Zayn by the way." Zayn smiled reaching his hand out for me to shake.

"Laurel." I smiled.

"I'm Liam." Liam chipped in sarcastically.

"Shut up Liam I'm talking." Zayn said grabbing his bagel I'm assuming and throwing it at Liam causing me to giggle. "Are you from here?" He asked.

"No I just moved here from America." I smiled.

"Where are you staying? Sorry that sounded creepy." He laughed nervously, running his fingers through his hair.

"No, not at all." I laughed. "I'm staying at the Corinthia hotel." 

"You don't have an apartment?" Zayn asked.

"No my dad wouldn't let me get one." I shrugged. "He got me a hotel room and he's paying for it." I shrugged.

"Ahh." Zayn nodded.

"Z, we need to go." Liam said standing abruptly.

"Alright hold on." Zayn said to Liam before turning to me. "Could I by any chance get your number?" Zayn asked, hope flashing through his hazel eyes.

"Of course." I smiled and fished my phone from the pocket of my peacoat and handed to him while he handed me his phone.

"A Nokia?" I raised an eyebrow at him giggling.

"I haven't gotten around to getting a new phone." He groaned making me laugh.

I quickly added my contact and handed him his phone and he handed me mine.

"Hopefully I'll see you soon." He smiled and looked like he was hesitating about something before he leaned in and pecked my cheek. "Bye Laurel." He smiled.

"Bye." I blushed as he walked backward and accidentally tripped over the wet floor sign but managed to not fall which made me laugh and him blush before he finally left Starbucks.