We Are The Same - Niall Horan FanFiction

Chapter 8: Trending On Twitter & A Video Call

Chapter 8

 After eating dinner with the boys, they point Liam’s – or Liam’s-used-to-be – room. His room has been swept clean of his things. I’m even surprised to see my bags inside my room. They must’ve brought them here. I take off my clothes and go to the bathroom connected to the room. I step inside and take a shower.

 It’s been such an exhausting day. I can’t believe I travelled to another continent. If someone told me three days ago that I’m going to L.A., I wouldn’t have believed them. I would’ve hit them playfully and tell them to stop joking.

 I turn off the shower and get out of the bathroom. I open my suitcase and pull out my undies, PJs and a sleeveless shirt. I braid my hair because I’m too lazy to comb it. I get my laptop from my backpack and open it.

 I go to Twitter to see what’s trending. I click to see what’s trending on U.K. I read what’s on the list then read it again. I read the ‘RiotBlueOnAir’ on the list over and over. I takes me a mument to register that we’re trending on Twitter. We’re. Trending. On. Twitter. I’m about to scream when I realize there are other people in the suite so I put my hand over my mouth.

 I click on ‘RiotBlueOnAir’ to see what people are saying about it. One read ‘heard the girls on the radio last sat ! did a cover of WMYB by 1D, t’was amazing!!! Keep it up, RB! #RiotBlueOnAir’ The other one says ‘#RiotBlueOnAir OMG! OMG! great cover but hard to believe that they’re all single :/ ‘ and others like that. Omigod. I can’t believe we’re trending. We’re not even that famous.

 I make a tweet saying ‘we’re trending! OMG! great thanks to everyone!!! :)))) #RiotBlueOnAir’ I see that the girls have tweeted and said their ‘thanks’ to everyone. Meg sends a DM to me.

 Meg: ‘where r u? your house is empty :/’

 Me: ‘will u believe it if i tell u that i’m here in LA?’

 Meg: ‘probably not’

 Me: ‘very sad for u, then. coz am here @ LA. let's just skype.

 Meg: ‘ok, wait a sec’

 I open Skype and log in. I set up the video call and then Meg’s face suddenly appears in the screen. I almost hit the laptop.

 “Holy shit, Maegan!” I say. Saying her real name sounds awkward when I’ve given her the nickname ‘Meg’

 “Please,” Meg says, rolling her eyes. “No, really, are you in L.A.?”

 “Yeah. I would love to show you the view outside, but I think I’ll freak the boys out if I do,” I say.

 “What boys?” Ash’s face appears in the screen. I ignore her question.

 “Hey Yasmin, what are you doing in L.A.?” Jen says as she appears between Meg and Ash.

“Mum’s employer wants to move her to Singapore so she has to leave. Since she doesn’t want to leave me on my own for unknown reasons, she sends me here to my cousin. This will be an exhausting summer,” I say.

 “Why would it be exhausting?” Ash asks me.

 “Well, he’s always on tour so I’d have to tag along. I don’t know if I’ll still be able to go to uni. I want to go to uni so much.”

 “Who is that cousin of yours?” Meg asks.

 “Why is he on tour?” Jen asks.

 “Does he like to travel a lot?” Ash asks.

 “You won’t believe it if I tell you,” I say.

 “What?” Meg says and her eyes widen as she figures it out. “No. Way.”

 “You’re talking about Zayn, aren’t you? Oh my God! So that’s why you said he’s on tour! She’s talking about him!” Jen figures out, too.

 I bury my face in my palm as Jen and Ash shower me with requests. “When will you be back? Will you get us an autograph from him and his other band mates? Will you try to steal something from the boys? Oh my God! Oh my God!”

 “Will you guys stop? Please?” I say, looking away.

 “Um, will you...um...go to the other room or something?” I hear Meg says to Ash and Jen.

 The two look at each other and Jen shrugs. Their faces disappear from the screen and I see Meg look at the screen again.

 “Look, the two are gone. What is it?” Meg says.

 I sigh and say, “I want to go back there.”

 “But you just got there!”

 “I know. But I don’t really get why my mum sent me here when I could’ve gone to a college and live at a dorm. Mum knows I won’t do anything while she’s gone,” I say.

 “She’s just being the mother she is. She doesn’t want to leave you on your own.”

 “There’s got to be a reason. She said she couldn’t afford to send me on trip with my uncle but she can afford a ticket to send me off to L.A.,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Great thinking, really.”

 “So what are you going to do while you’re at L.A.?” she asks.

 “Hmmm, I’m not really sure. Maybe I’m going to chill and go with the flow, maybe? I went to McDonald’s with Niall this afternoon. And, holy shit, he does eat a lot!” I say.

 “I shouldn’t have asked the two to leave if that’s all you’re going to say.”

 “What? Hey!”

 “I’m just kidding. They’re fangirls.”

 I yawn and say, “All of us are. But some people know how to control their inner fangirls.”

 “Inner fangirls?” she says and makes air quotes. “You’re weird, alright.” She rolls her eyes.

 “I’m proud to be weird,” I say, with my head up and my hands on my waist.

 “You look like an idiot!”

 “Oh, stawp it!”

 That’s what I did the entire night. I skyped with Meg the whole night talking about whatever comes to our mind. We didn’t seem to notice the distance while we talk. I fall asleep with the laptop open.