The Girl Next Door

Chapter 4

Taylor's POV:

I sigh and slip off my clothes, dragging myself into the shower. I turn on the shower and the cold water sends a freezing sensation down my spine. I turn up the heat and sigh, grabbing my shampoo. I think about what Abigail said yesterday. Did she mean it? I don't know, but Niall probably hates me as it is. I washed my hair thoroughly and rinsed it out, grabbing my conditioner I sigh and keep wondering if she actually meant it. She usually means what she says, but no matter. It's the morning and I'm too tired to care. I rinse out my conditioner and watched the foam swirl down the drain. I washed my body and shaved my legs, rinsing my body an shutting off the water, grabbing a towel. I open the curtain and walk out, drying my body off. I slip my clothes on; my bra, underwear, a tank top and shorts. I sit on my couch trying to comprehend what may happen if I bump into Abigail. My hair was still soaking, making me shiver and soaking my back. I rest my head on the couch cushion, longing for more sleep. I decided to visit Harry, I'd have to ask him when we leave for tour. I grab my furry jacket and boots, opening the door and walking next door to his house. I knock softly on the door and it instantly swung open. Harry let me in, setting his fireplace up. "You must be freezing," he said, studying the chill bumps on my arms. He gives me a blanket and sits beside me. "So when do we leave for tour?" He looked over at me saying, "Two weeks." "Day?" "Wednesday." I rested my head on his shoulder, adding a wet spot on his shirt from my hair. I shut my eyes and a smile formed on my lips. "Long week, huh?" I mumbled, "Yeah." "Well, how's your forehead?" "It's healing up really well."

I inhaled deeply and shut all my thoughts out. This was the most rest I had gotten all week. I slowly fall asleep, still with a smile formed across my lips.

I wake up in Harry's bedroom. He had clothes all over the floor along with some crumpled up papers in the floor. I stretch and pick one up, I read the unused sheet music. I sighed and through it back down, running to a mirror. My hair was now dry so I combed it out with my fingers and ran to find Harry. I spot him on the couch saying, "Hey, curly!" He sat up straight. "Hey! You're up!" He said, smiling. He stood up and grabbed my waist. "No Harry!" I shouted, giggling like a maniac. He picked me up and twirled me around. He sat me down and I turned to face him, rubbing my hands through his hair turning the perfect hair into a sloppy bunch of curls on top of his head. "Hey, watch the curls!" I laughed. "I wanna go on tour NOWWWW!" I frowned. Harry looked at me with his catlike green eyes. "We could, you know." I fumbled with my fingers and looked down at them. Maybe we could...

"I could get tickets for America for just us two, we could go now." I smiled at Harry's kindness and sighed. Should I see if Niall wants to go? I missed my parents because I had moved to London a while back and I have not gotten to see them. I pulled out my phone, clicked Niall's number and texted:

"Hey. Getting tickets for America. Want to come? -TayTay x"

I put my phone away and sighed happily at the thought of going to America. "Yes," I said absently. "I'll go to America with you, now." He smiled happily. "Go pack all your stuff! I'll pack mine! We'll meet in an hour!" I hugged him and ran to my house, unlocking the door and running inside. I grabbed one of my suitcases and pulled out some clothes from my drawer. I shoved it in and zipped it up, grabbing another suitcase I had. I ended up using 3 suitcases for my clothes. I grabbed a duffel bag and gathered up all my makeup, shoving it into my makeup box and into my duffel bag. I looked around and found a smaller suitcase and grabbed it, putting all my shoes in it. It was a tight fit, but I managed to get it. I pulled out my phone, it was a few minutes until I met up with Harry. I made sure I had all I need, I did but I had to double check. I grabbed all my suit cases and my duffel bag and headed out the door. I knocked on Harry's door and he took a while to answer, he had all his suitcases with him. He grabbed his car keys and popped the trunk. I shoved all my things into it and helped Harry with his. I hopped in the passenger seat and Harry opened the door to the drivers seat. "Before we go," I said. "Niall said he's coming, too, so let's stop at his house." We pulled up at his driveway and I knocked on his door as Harry made room in the trunk. I helped Niall with his things and we closed the trunk. I let Niall sit up front. "Are you sure?" "Yeah I'm sure." Niall nodded and hopped in the passenger seat. We drove away and I looked back, smiling.

It took a while until we pulled up in the airport. We got all our things out and walked in, giving the women our tickets. Our flight was flight 109. It only took 5 minutes until they announced our flight although it felt like 5 hours. We stay together and walk in, Niall and Harry argue about who gets to sit with me. "It's fine," I said. "I'll sit alone." "No, I'll sit with you." Niall protested. Harry sighed and sat in the seat across from us. Well, Niall is my boyfriend so that's okay. I sighed in relief, knowing that I can get away from Abigail. The flight attendant announced that we are now boarding and I buckled in, closing my eyes imagining what it will be like to be on tour with the boys.

I can't believe it.

I'm going to America......

with One Direction.

-End of Chapter 4-