The Lucky One

Ch. 11 Illinois

Niall's P.O.V

Finally we reached Illinois. As the tour bus screeched to a holt at our hotel, the lads and I piled out yawning and stretching. What? It was three a.m. sue us.

We went into the hotel, got our room keys and went to find our rooms. How did you get to your rooms without anyone noticing, you may ask? Well, we have a secret way we enter hotels so we don't get spotted, and no, I'm not going to tell you what it is.

I wheeled my luggage around looking for room 13H. "Hey looks like we're all on the same floor this time." I heard Liam say. Last time we toured, they stuck each of us on different floors. Needless to say it was awful. The Paps found us, and it was hard for us to go do anything together, because fans found out where we were.

We were trapped in our hotel room for days. We literally went crazy. I even recorded me and Liam going insane and posted it on Instagram. Lets just say that they NEVER let that happen again.

"Lets see which one of us is the lucky one that gets their room all to their self." Louis said. We all held our room keys out to see our fates. "11F Yes! I'm rooming with Liam!" Louis yelled. Everyone always wanted to room with Liam because he is a neat freak.

He can't stand messes and ends up cleaning up after you. "Your lucky I like you Tommo." Liam said with a roll of his eyes and a smirk. "Yes! 12G I win!" I hear Zayn yell. "I got my room all to myself." he said with a smirk. "Looks like the bachelors are roomin' together." Harry said with a smile as he grabbed my shoulders.

"Yay, can we go to bed now?" I asked. I was really tired and didn't want to waist any time. "Sure, Niall. Hey, did you know the room is 13H? Thats your last initial and the day you were born."

"Huh. It is, I didn't notice." I said, surprised. "Maybe this means something. Like good luck, or.... What do ya call it? The luck of the leprechauns?" Harry said. I just shook my head and laughed. "Luck of the Irish, Harry. Its the luck of the Irish."

"Riiight. Hey, I knew I was close!" Harry said proud of himself. "Ok, well I don't think it means anything. But I'm going to bed now." I said yawning. "Ok, I'll make sure to wake you up extra early so you have time to get ready." Harry said, throwing his suit case in the floor.

One thing that bothers me about rooming with Harry, he is a morning person, and thinks everyone else is too. I mean, how many people do you know that could get only two hours of sleep and be wide awake and cheery at three a.m. like they slept all day. Exactly, no one.

"Um, yeah.. I'll see you tomorrow Harry. Goodnight." I said slipping into my covers. "Yeah see ya tomorrow. Goodnight Niall." Harry said. Laying down in his bed.