Brooke's POV
The sunlight poured out of my curtains directly into my eyes causing me no choice but to wake up. I swung my legs around my huge bed, pushed open my door and walked down the stairs.
The first thing I see when I get into the kitchen is the whole squad up and ready to go, all having some pancakes that Alyssa made. I grabbed a plate, threw down a couple pancakes and sat at the kitchen table.
"Hey, Brooke we should go to the beach today." Savannah suggests, drinking some of her water.
"I'm sorry we can't. My aunt called me two nights ago saying we had to pick up some boys two hours away at a Starbucks. Sorry, I forgot to tell you guys." I state, taking a bite of my pancake.
"Ugh, but I wanted to go todayyyyy." Lydia whines.
"Well I guess some people could stay home because there are only seven seats in the van and there are five guys coming." I rationalize, thinking this through. "Who wants to come with me?"
"I will! Because you mentioned five guys." Savannah says, winking. Of course, the flirt of our group.
"Hey, can you guys stay at home today? You can use the pool and the hot tub room. Just stay at home." I tell Alyssa, Carlie and Lydia, they all nodded in response. "Could you possibly clean up the house a bit too?" I ask, looking at the pile of dirty dishes, random things everywhere and clothes all over the place.
"Yeah, okay mom." Carlie sarcastically says.
"Well, Savannah let's go get ready." I say, jogging up the stairs, Savannah right behind me.
I walked into my bedroom and washed my face with my favorite cleanser Proactiv. Afterwards, I brushed my teeth until they felt minty fresh. While I am here, I should probably do my makeup too. I applied a light pressed powder to waken up my skin and just some simple mascara. I don't like to wear too much makeup.
I walked into my closet, standing in my bunny pajama pants and white tank top trying to decide what to wear. After looking through my whole closet, I picked out an old blue sweatshirt from my past high school and a pair of black Nike running shorts. I grabbed my black Nike Elite socks and a pair of blue Nike free-runs.
Otherwise for my hair, I threw it in a messy french braid with some strands falling out. I grabbed a pair of sunglasses from a drawer and walked down to the front entryway.
I waited about an extra fifteen minutes for Savannah, but I didn't really mind, thanks to social media.
She finally came down and was looking ten times better than me. Her strawberry blonde hair was pin straight and her green eyes were popping with the way she did her makeup. She was wearing a really cute black sweater with a white lace back and light washed jean high waisted shorts. Tan strappy sandals were on her feet and black aviators were on her head. She has her Coach blue singlet purse around her shoulder, sliding her phone into it.
"Damn, why do you look so good!" I exclaim.
"Well you said there were going to be five males coming so I have to look my best." She smiled, going past me into the garage to get in the van.
"Bye Lydia, Carlie and Alyssa! We will be back in about five hours! Haha better have dinner ready!" I joke, opening the driver's seat and putting the key in the ignition.
I backed the car out of the driveway and we were off to the nearest town, that just happened to be two hours away.
Harry's POV
"So boys we decided to delay the tour for the rest of the summer." Paul says leaving us all in shock.
"But what about the fans?" Liam asks.
"We are gonna have to tell them. You boys have been working too hard. All of you have changed and you need a break." Paul tells us, we all sigh knowing that it's the truth.
"Paul, we are on the North American leg of the tour. We are on our way to Miami, we can't just stop now." Niall says in disbelief.
"The tour will resume again once summer is over. Every single place on the tour will still be visited but not for another three months." He says giving us more information.
"So are we going home? Back to England?" I ask, a tinge of hope in my voice. I miss Chapel Holmes.
"About that, one of my old friends from high school told me that you guys could stay in her beach home! The house is about two hours away from Miami. Some girls will be picking you up today, so I hope you have everything packed!" He exclaims.
Girls? I'm gonna steal their hearts. A lot of people call me a player but I don't really see it. I just like to have fun and not really the "dating" type.
"Where are we meeting these girls exactly" Zayn asks, getting his suitcase ready to go.
"At a local Starbucks in Miami." Paul says.
"Anyways let's get going boys only ten minutes until we are there!" Paul shouts urging us to get going.
We all get up and start scrambling to get our stuff together. We've been living on this bus for about a month and a half. So you could say it's gotten a little dirty and unorganized. In no time, I had my giant suitcase, white pillow and duffel bags ready to go.
"Alright boys, I guess I'll see you when September rolls around." Paul says, as the bus came to a stop at a Starbucks.
"I'LL MISS YOU SO MUCH PAUL!" Louis screams, running into his arms. Paul caught him swiftly, put him down, and patted his head.
"See ya later dude." Zayn says, giving Paul a fist bump.
" Bye Paulllllll." Niall said, giving Paul a hug.
"We'll try not to cause too much trouble." I say, winking and giving him a high five.
"I'll make sure to take care of the bunch." Liam says, following the rest of us off the bus. We all gave Paul and the tour bus driver one last wave before they sped away.
There was only two cars in the parking lot; one is probably the worker and the other is the girls'. We walked into the front doors to see the place deserted but two girls seated in the back.
"Guys this way," I say pointing in their direction. As we got closer I noticed one had dirty blonde hair and the other was more of a ginger.
"Hi, are we the guys you are suppose to be meeting?" Liam asks, as we get to the table.
"I believe so," The dirty blonde turns, "Did a 'Paul' drop you off?" She questions.
"Yes, he did." Niall replies, smiling.
"Well hi. My name is Brookyln, but please call me Brooke." The dirty blonde introduces, coming around and shaking our hands.
"And I'm Savannah." The ginger adds. She is looking pretty good for driving two hours. She finished shaking everyone's hand and then came to me.
"I'm Harry." I smirk, as her soft hand lightly grabbed mine.
"Nice to meet you." She says back politely.
"Well let's get going back on the road." Brooke says, as well all walk out of the coffee shop and into a mini van.
I think I may have found a girl to have fun with this summer.
