Her Second Chance-a One Direction story

Chapter 41

A/N: Ok guys....basically I am really sorry I haven't updated in a month. I actually got sick and really behind in school, so I didn't even think about it. But I'm thinking the next chapter will be the last one, so thank you to anyone who stuck around and read and voted and commented! I'm not sure when I'll write the next one, but cred to EmilyMay8 for helping me write a lot of this story. Enjoy!

*Tifany's POV*

"Cat! I got our plane tickets!" I called as I stepped in the door, taking my coat off and tossing it onto the couch. I walked to her room, figuring she was still asleep. I pushed open the door promptly, not expecting the scene that lay before me. 

"Oh god!" I shut the door as quickly as possible, my eyes cleched shut.

"I-I'm so sorry!" I called through the door. I heard frantic whispering and my best friend appeared through the door a few moments later, wrapped in a sheet, her hair disheveled. 

"Tiffany..I didn't know you'd be home so..soon." she murmured looking up at me. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were wide.

"Cat, I'm sorry..I can..leave?" I ran a hand through my hair. What was I supposed to say after I'd walked in on my best friend having sex?

"No, stay..I just didn't expect you back so soon," she sighed and ran a hand through her hair, calming it a bit. "I'm going to get dressed and, uh, yeah.." she turned away and slipped back through her door, closing it quietly behind her. With a small groan, I turned and walked into the kitchen, setting the two tickets on the counter. Paul had given me money in advance for them. 

I decided what I needed was to blast some music and cook breakfast, then clean the house up. Normally, I would've made Cat help, but considering the current awkward situation I decided to do it on my own. After putting on music and playing it through the speaker system, I chopped up some green and red pepper. 

I took out a frying pan and set it on the stovetop, turning on the burner. I soon grabbed some eggs from the fridge and cracked them over the pan, after a few moments, I scraped the peppers in with them. When the eggs started to take form, I sprinkled some cheese onto them and folded them in half. Hungrier than I'd realized, I turned off the burner and grabbed a fork, cutting the omlet and taking a bite right out of the pan. I spit it out onto the floor, coughing wildly. While breathing like a retarded dragon, I poured myself a glass of milk and started to drink greatfully. 

"Dumbass," Cat muttered from behind me, "what are you doing?" 

"Less dishes!" I said after taking a drink of my milk. Niall came up from behind and wrapped his arms around Cat's waist. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

"I'll just be goin' then.." he said, turning to leave. 

"I love you! Call me later!" she smiled like a lovestruck girl in junior high. I set my glass on the counter.

"Love ye too!" he shut the door behind him a bit loudly. I ran my hands over my face and exhaled loudly.

"Sorry.." I murmured again. She only laughed, a big smile on her face. "Have you no shame, child?" when she shook her head, I scoffed and rolled my eyes. 

"So what were you saying about plane tickets before you so rudely interuppted me?" She asked, grabbing a plate and taking the rest of the food.  I glared at her before laughing and responding 

"I was going to tell you I picked up our plane tickets from Paul. We're leaving in a week." I smiled giddily as I thought about what our next few months would look like. Traveling with the boys around America, helping my bestfriend do her dream job; it was perfect. Meanwhile, Cat had now choked on her eggs and was coughing like a smoker.

"A week?!" She choked out. "Holy shit I have so much to do. Holy shit. Holy shit. Okay. Um. Shit." She grabbed a pen and piece of paper off the counter and started to frantically write things down. I laughed and began to clean up my mess on the floor. "A little warning would've been nice, Paul," she murmered under her breath.

"What do you have to do?" I asked, finishing up and sitting next to her. 

"Well, first I have to review the outfits the last stylist had for the boys and make any neccesary changes, you know, since she was crazy, and then I have to go to the warehouse and make sure the clothes have been ordered and delievered, and arrange for them to be shipped over before we leave so when we arrive we have them, and-"

"Ok! Yeah, thats kind of  a lot," I admitted, rubbing my temples. "And here I thought all I had to do was pack..."

"Yeah uh no I gotta get this done by like...tomorrow," she sighed. Then she looked at me. "Tiffany," she said slowly.

"Cat..."

"WE'RE GOING ON TOUR IN A WEEK!" She squealed. She grabbed my hands and started wildly jumping up and down. I just laughed. Sometimes I just loved that girl.