Princess [ n.h. ]

five ^^

"Shit," I say and quickly ran to the kitchen and took a damp napkin. I started wiping the milk off, still paying attention to the TV.

"Luckily for us, one of our reporters, Peter Jilliard, had found one of the boys and had a 'mini interview' with him. And who could that boy be other than the one and only Niall Horan." The reporter sounded excited... which didn't affect me at all hahahha. *blank face*

"Y-yeah we're still going back touring. Right now we're just having a little break. The fans have been crazy the past weeks and it just gave us a little more support and confidence. We're happy we get to experience this, really."

"It looks like you are," I say and weakly smile, touching the TV. I snapped out of reality and went back to wiping my damn table and couch. He's gone, Clara... forget about him. I took my bowl and glass and made my way to the kitchen to wash them. I checked the time. 9:30. Where was Esmay? Just as I thought of her, my phone rang. I ran to get my phone. 'Esmayyy'. Speak of the devil.

"Dude where the hell are you?"

"I'm stuck in traffic. Can you prepare dinner for me, please?" I could see her puppy eyes through the phone. What can't I do for my best friend?

"Of course... steamed dumplings with ramen noodles?"

"Only if it's from scratch." She strictly-jokingly said.

"Of course," I say and smile, "well I'll start on it. Bye, Es!"

"Thank you again! I love you!" I hung up and started on the dumplings.

Just as I put the dumplings to steam and started boiling water for the ramen, my phone rang again. 'NeyHey'. HAH. Neymar.

We met in the airplane last year and ever since then, we were basically close friends. I swiped the called and put it on speaker.

"Hello, Fletcherrr!" he screamed through the phone. I heard a lot of laughs and music in the background.

"Having fun again, Ney?" I laughed and dipped the noodles in the boiling water. I quickly ran over to the TV and turned it off and instead, turned the radio on.

"N-nooo!" He slurred and I heard popping in the background. What?

"Was that a gunshot?"

"Noo! It was the popper," he slurred and took a deep breath, "it's Bartra's birthday today!"

"I know that, Ney," I laugh," I did wish him happy birthday but he didn't reply yet... probs because of the super awesome party you guys are having now!"

"Oh you want to wish him now," Ney screamed annoyingly, "why didn't ya say so. MarcBarc! It's Fletcher!" I heard some running and crackling.

"Hey, babe," I heard Marc say. His voice makes my heart melt. It's so sad I can't see them right now.

"Hello, birthday boy who didn't read his Whatsapp or text messages today," I laugh.

"Oh yea sorry we had a pre-party, and a party, and a post party, now a post-post party." He said, which made both of us laugh.

"Sounds like you're having fun," I chuckle and poured the hot noodle boiling pot to a strainer, "that's what it's about! 24, man! Live it! Anyways, just wanted to wish a very happy birthday to the old gramps!"

"Thanks a lot," he said. I could see his smile just by listening to his tone.

"You in London?" I ask out of the blue.

"Yes actually," he raises his voice, realizing I'm still in London," just for today and tomorrow. Wanna meet up?"

"YEAH MAN! I MISS YOU GUYS SO MUCH," I scream, which earned him a laugh.

"Well, you can pass the phone back to Ney now, Birthday boy. Just wanted to give you quick wishes. Prayers will come from here to you! Esmay also says happy birthday!"

"Well tell her thank you. Okay bye, babe! Love you! See you tomorrow... in?"

"Harrods... because why not? I need tea! I love you too! Live it up." He chuckled and passed the phone back to Ney.

"Hey man since you called, I want to tell you something." Ney said, in a serious tone.

"Spill it," I say, boiling water once more to make the ramen soup.

"Rumour has it, that Niall is looking for you."

"Hah," I laugh in disbelief, "BULLSHIT."

"Yet again, it's a rumour," Ney said and I heard the music lower down in the back.

"Exactly," I say and pour the soup on the ramen, "where are you going?"

"The bathroom," he casually says.

"Woohoo yay I get to listen to THE Neymar Junior pee!" I sarcastically say and took the dumplings out the steamer. I heard Ney laugh and open the door. "Oh and di-" he suddenly stopped talking.

"Ney, are you okay?" I worriedly say.

"Text me, Clara Fletch." He says, and I heard two men talking in the background, before I heard the line go completely off. That was odd. I arranged the dumplings on a plate and took out soy sauce until I heard my phone ring saying I had a text message.

'NeyHey'

"What do you do when you see Niall Horan in the bathroom?"

Oh my god.

-(a.n.)-

this chapter is long and I actually like it. Anyways, this story is going to go back and forth: Past, Present, Past, Present, etc. And I'll put another chapter right after I wash the dishes... I love you guys!

Much love to my sugar cubes,

Tea :)

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