Neighbor Girl °finished°

Ello Nick-9

We left the Dallas Airport and piled into Nick's car, to go see everyone else that had flown out. Clay and Wilbur were already there, so who knows who else is coming tomorrow. 

"It's really great that you guys flew out here to see me turn 19." 

"Of course man, why wouldn't we?" 

"'Cause you live in the UK." 

I smiled and kept on talking with Nick until we made it back to his 2 bedroom flat, wich is quite nice for someone in college. 

"I call sleeping on the couch." I said walking up the stairs in the building. "Nice try Kira. I get the couch." 

"Why don't you both sleep on it since you're together all the time." George mumbled, carrying his randomly heavy suitcase. "That's a great idea! You can sleep on the floor with my shoes!" 

All of the boys laughed as we continued to trek up the stairs, which made the sweet glory of getting to the flat more enjoyable. "Y'know we could have taken the elevator." Nick pointed out, opening the door. 

"Bitch." I said plainly, plopping my suitcase down on the floor. Oh how nice it is to have a suitcase strap. 

Wilbur ran up to me and engulfed me in a hug, his 6'5" frame towering over me. "My favorite friend!" he said, look straight at George and Nick. 

"Ouch." 

I reached into my suitcase after I pried Wilbur off me, and pulled on a hoodie and stuffed the beige sweater inside, because I could just wear it later, as I didn't really do anything with it today. 

I grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge and sipped on it, checking my phone. I noticed how oddly clean the place was, probably because Nick wanted it clean for us, but whatever. 

The girl from the airport tagged me on twitter. She's so happy. 

I smiled and remembered the time when I too, was as happy as that little girl. But I am happy now, just with people. I guess these people that I call my best friends are my crutches. 

I walked into the living area, which couldn't be called that as it had lots of things thrown on the floor, which was a change from the kitchen. The Office was playing on the T.V., and everyone was either on 1 of the 2 couches or on the floor. 

I sat down on the floor and listened to the boys conversations, about twitch and school, which wasn't really a point of interest. 

I scrolled through Instagram, which had found the girl's post from twitter about the airport, which everyone concluded that I was in Texas. I got up and slipped my shoes on, shoving my phone in my pocket. "I'm gonna take a walk around, I'll be back later." I announced and walked out the door and on to the elevator, fiddling with my ring. 

Once I was out of the building, a lot of my stress fizzled away, since I didn't have the self-confidence to talk right now. 

For being a bubbly girl on twitch, sometimes the way I act is a mask. Which is how I explained it to George. 

I walked around and spotted a Burger King, to which I just got a Pepsi and continued on my walk around Dallas. 

After a while, seeing the same things over and over again got boring, so I walked back to Nick's flat. I got on the elevator as my phone buzzed, with a text from Wilbur

What do you want for dinner? Also Tommy doesn't shut up about you, come save us.

I laughed and got off the elevator, opening the flat door. "I have come to save you Wilbur!" 

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After dinner I laid down on my designated sleeping couch and watched Criminal Minds on the T.V., watching Tommy attempt to get comfy on the smaller couch. It's his fault he didn't call this one. 

"Are you having trouble?" I laughed, as he tried to say no. 

"Oh come on, just share with me." 

"But won't that be weird?" 

"Eh, not really, we'll be warmer in this chilly ass apartment anyways." 

I fell asleep at 10, at least that's what the little clock on the wall said. Tommy was softly humming and trying to braid my hair, which was not going well. 

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"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"