-four-

The day had been insanely long, the classes boring, and the social interaction a bit too much for me to handle. Plus I had only eaten, like, twice which is totally unheard of for me. So at eleven pm, I finally made it back to my dorm room and grabbed four of the yogurts I kept in the mini fridge as well as a redbull because I had three essays due in class tomorrow and if I didn’t do them now, they would never get done. In high school, I always convinced myself I would wake up early to get assignments done but then I would sleep in way past my alarm which ended up with me turning in half done essays.

My roommate was awake as well and we had an unspoken sympathy for each other as we both turned on our computers. It was while I was waiting that I glanced at my phone screen. Four missed calls from Niall?

Okay, that was worse than when I had five missed calls from my mom.

Niall would always leave a message after one call. He’d never call more than once. Just as I was about to call him back, the phone lit up with the picture of him and I in London. I was giving him a really annoyed while his mouth was open in an obvious laugh.

“Who’s dead?” I asked jokingly as I answered.

“I am stuck in a hotel and I’m bored and I can’t sleep,” he whined immediately.

“Good for you. I have three essays due, so I’ll gladly switch places with you. You at least have the next two days off and can explore the world. Where are you now, Dubai or something? Meanwhile New York is currently thirty degrees and it’s the warmest it’s been in months.” I complained right back as I clicked on the Word document that held my fate for the next four hours.

“We invited you to join us.”

“Oh, yes, let me just tell my professors I’ll miss a week of classes and work because I’m touring the world. I bet that would go over reaaaaally well, don’t you?”

“You never know until you try!” Niall singsonged and I could practically feel his smile.

“How’s Zayn? I haven’t talked to him since he told me the news.” I changed subjects abruptly.

“He’s good. He went on a family trip along with Trinity. It’s been rough for all of us, but we can’t really do anything about it. You know how he is. He’s a sensitive guy. Why don’t you come out for your next break? We could all use your sarcasm these days,” he teased easily, back to his normal voice.

“Yeah, that sounds good. Listen, Niall, I have so much homework to do and as much as I would rather not do it, I can’t fail these classes. Love you. BYE!”

Before he could start telling me some random funny tour story, I hung up. He had a horrible habit of continuing phone conversations after the other person says goodbye. Conversations that should only last ten-fifteen minutes would end up lasting an hour because he’d feel it was vital for you to know that one of the fans made an inappropriate sign and it made him laugh in the middle of a song.

“Okay, I’m sorry to have totally eavesdropped on your conversation but I will never get used to the fact that world famous popstars call you on a normal basis and beg for you to join them on tour.” Rachel said with a short laugh.

“I think it might be the exhaustion and stress talking, but I could have sworn you just said pop tarts.” I stared at her with furrowed eyebrows. “I have friends that are world famous pop tarts. That would be so much cooler than the dudes of One Direction.”

“Ohhhhkay, Al.”

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Three cheers for an update after a freaking month :( Sorry guys. I've been so insanely busy and this is an INSANELY short chapter but I wanted to update and blehhh. I'm sorry :( I suck at this whole updating on time thing. Hope you enjoy and vote and comment :)

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