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Ezra pov

Home sweet home. Our flight from Dubai to LA was...not bad, but it wasn't good! We had to stay up and get to the Dubai airport at 11:30pm for check-in, our flight was only at 1am. We flew to Frankfurt and had an almost 5 hours layover...not good when you're almost falling asleep and haven't eaten anything for those 7 hours flight. Nothing was open in the airport, so we had to wait to eat something later. Then we had our last and longer flight from Frankfurt to LA – 12 hours in a plane was not a funny experience especially because we caught some turbulence a few hours into the flight.

When we got to LA, I wanted to kiss the ground. If you've experienced turbulence you now that shit isn't funny. It was after 2pm when we left the airport. When my house came into view, I swear I almost cried. This was the longest I've been out of the house since I was born, and the warm feeling I got when I saw my bedroom was so euphoric that I really cried. Don't judge me, okay? I get really sentimental when I'm tired and haven't slept for almost two days. I cried myself to sleep while hugging one of my pillows.

I only woke up today. I slept through the whole afternoon and through the night, waking up at 9am. I felt brand new. Today was going to be a pretty chill day. I didn't have to go to the studio yet, and I could wash the clothes I used throughout the trip. Normally the guys would be here by now, but yesterday, when mum went to get us from the airport, they all decided to go to their own houses, and I guess today would be our day apart. We all love each other so much, but even though we love each other we need days apart from one another.

I had put some of my clothes in the washer, as it didn't fit everything, and went back to my room so I could clean a little bit before having breakfast. I was finishing making my bed when my phone rang. Picking it up and checking who was calling, I answered.

"Hey Claudia, what's up?!", she knew I would be in LA again since yesterday, and I knew that she would be back from her Australian adventure as well.

"Ezra. How are you? I was calling to ask if you wanted to do something today? We could finally meet each other face-to-face, you know.", she asked me. She was right. We never saw each other personally, we only ever talked through dm's or facetime.

"I'm good. No. Today I'm just having a chill day, you know?!", I heard her sigh almost in disappointment, "We could meet up for lunch if you want?", after I told her that, she said yes immediately and we agreed that I would pick her up from her apartment. After writing down her address, we said our "See you soon" and I went to take a shower.

We hadn't discussed where we would go for lunch, so I decided to get dressed casually with a pair of slim, high-waisted mom jeans with a simple, no straps, white crop top, and my white Fila Disruptor II. I was also wearing a small gold necklace with a small diamond, that my mum had given me when I turned eighteen. I used a hairdryer to dry my hair faster and then I put it in a simple low bun, to get it our of my face. I don't use a lot of makeup on a daily basis, just mascara and a pink lip balm to give my lips some colour.

Seeing as I was ready and had time to kill, I went to see if my clothes were already washed and put them outside in the clothesline, dad had installed a few months ago in the backyard. I also put the rest of the clothes that didn't fit the first time, to wash and went into the kitchen to eat a banana as I hadn't eaten breakfast and was getting kind of hungry.

Once I got my keys and my wallet, I got into my car and went on my way to Claudia's apartment.

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I called Claudia once I was near her apartment to let her know that I was almost there. When I got there, I saw her standing in front of an apartment complex. She was wearing something similar to me, except her jeans were a lighter colour and she was wearing a t-shirt instead of a top. Her dark hair was in a styled with some loose waves and she had minimal makeup on.

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