Blind Love. [Niall Horan]

~T H R E E~

        I yawned. My alarm clock went off. I heard a quick snore from my uncle. He's still sleeping. 

        "Turn that damn noise off!" he yelled at me.

        "No!!" I screamed back. He threw his pillow at me, striking my face. I rubbed my face. "Ow..." I mumbled. We again started arguing, and then he left to get us food. I told him what I wanted; I asked him for apple, banana, cereal, and a waffle. Ha ha, I'm so fat! The door opened.

"Who is there?!" I got in my ninja pose.

        "Me, you idiot." he scolded.

        "Well, nice to see you to." I murmured. He probably rolled his eyes. Then he gave me my food and I ate it. I ate it all. I am so hungry, I didn't eat dinner yesterday, as he ate a greasy cheeseburger. I rolled my eyes at him, even though he probably didn't notice as he was shoving his face in his food like he hadn't ate in weeks. "Well let's go uncle!" I yell at him.

        "I have a name." he stubbornly said. I sigh.

        "You never told me your name." I put my hands on my hips. 

        "It's Matt, sweetheart." he says slyly. I nod. 

        "OK, Matt, get your butt out of bed, and let's go!" I yell at him. He grumbles as I hear him stand up. He grabs my arm and we head out the door, as he carries his breakfast muffin. He opens the door for me, and lightly pushes me in. I sigh, as we continue our long drive to Paris. 

        It goes on and on. Every night a new hotel. Till 13 days later, we finally make it. To the city of love.