NuNu 1:05 p.m.
Please tell me you’re free?! I need you!
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What’s up girlfrannnn
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I need to make a trip to Milan
tonight to help pick some
stuff out for the line coming
out in fall. Care to join?
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How long will we stay?
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Just all tomorrow. I’ll pay
for it all. I know you have
amazing taste in fashion,
please tell me you will do it!?
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Currently packing a night over bag xx
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I LOVE YOU xxxxxx
Car will be over around 4ish
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Perfecto! Love you pretty lady xxxxx
Just then I had a brilliant idea. I could use Nareesha’s shoe line in my new editorial for this month’s magazine. The U.S. will absolutely love her line. I typed up some stuff about Crisian and McCaffrey Ltd and the history of how it started. This was going to be a fun but also work productive trip.
“Maggie,” I called out into the hall as I finally emerged from my bedroom. There was no response. I knocked quietly on her door and heard nothing. I opened it carefully to find Mag sprawled out on her bed. She lifted her head slowly and groaned.
“I’m hungover. No more drinking.”
“But drunk sex is so awesome.”
“You wouldn’t know, virgin Mary,” she said with a sly smile. When I didn’t defend my virginity, Maggie sat up quickly. “You are still a virgin right?” I smiled over at her and said nothing. “JAHNYL!? Oh my God, you slept with Nathan?!’ She had a giant smile on her face and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“I never said a word.”
“You did. You fucked little baby Nathan.”
“Yes, and it was amazing,” I gushed as I plopped down on her bed. “Why did I wait so long for this? It was fucking awesome.”
“It was only awesome because you waited. You found someone that equally values you the way you value them. Oh man, my baby girl isn’t a virgin anymore. It makes me want to cry,” Maggie pretended to wipe tears away. “Is he big? You need to tell me details! When the hell did this happen?”
“Last night. It just happened. He asked me repeatedly if I was sure. I just wanted him so badly. His cock is seriously the best looking one I’ve ever seen. It was perfect. No more talking about it, I will end up craving it,” I laughed. Maggie laughed and then said “oh my God” another twelve times before she finally got out of bed.
“Will you be okay if I head to Italy overnight with Nareesha? It’s for her shoe line and I figured I could get some fashion work done for this month’s issue.”
“Go. I’ll head over to Jay’s and feed and water Neytiri. Maybe I’ll just spend the night over there. At least with the lizard there I won’t feel too alone,” she giggled. I hugged her randomly and she stared at me awkwardly. “What the fuck was that for?”
“Being my best friend. Now there’s something else I need to tell you.”
“Okay, shoot.” Maggie headed over to the bathroom and lifted her toothbrush.
“It’s about another girl.”
“Okay,” she opened the faucet and glanced over to show me she was still listening.
“Another girl Nathan is supposedly dating,” I blurted out. Maggie spit out her toothpaste and stared at my reflection in the mirror.
“What,” she asked nastily.
“Dionne Bromfield is supposed to be Nathan’s girl. They were last out together two weeks ago. She’s an aspiring singer and Amy Whinehouse’s God Daughter. Also, she just followed me on Twitter this morning.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me? He took your virginity and is dating another female? Can I kick his ass now or later?”
“Mag, I don’t know anything for sure. I need to talk to him about it when he gets back from Ibiza. I can’t just assume they’re dating.”
“Who the fuck is this chick,” Maggie yelled. She looked silly ranting on in her pajamas flailing around her toothbrush. “Fuck that I’m asking Jay who she is.”
“Maggie please,” I pleaded. “I need to do this. Maybe they’re just good friends.”
“And has he mentioned her?”
“Well, no.”
“There’s your answer.” I looked over at Maggie and shook my head.
“I’m going to go get ready to head out to Italy.”
“I’m sorry,” she called out as I walked across the hall to my bedroom. I shut the door and took a deep breath. I had nothing to worry about. So what if he hadn’t mentioned her? Maybe it’s because she was no big deal. I figured I would just take my mind off of these silly thoughts and pack my overnight bag. I took a summer dress, new Loubi wedges, and shoved my accessory box into my carry on bag. For tonight I packed a pair of sweats and Nathan’s MISFITS t-shirt. Even if I couldn’t be with him, a piece of him would be with me. I gave outfit searching another try and finally came to a pair of true religion jeans and a pink crop top. Comfort was in my mind when I chose a pair of pink flats. I let my hair down from the ponytail that was suffocating it and brushed out the waves. By the time I was finished cleaning up and packing it as quarter to three. My grumbling stomach reminded me I hadn’t eaten lunch or breakfast. I headed out into the kitchen to find a note on the counter.
Headed to Jay’s flat. I’ll probably be there when you leave so please enjoy yourself. I’m sorry if I offended you baby. You know how us best friends get. Real crayyyyy ;) Have fun in Italia mi amor, chiao! I love you – Maggie
I smiled warmly as I thought of Maggie yelling “Crayyyy.” My best friend really knew how to push my buttons and make me all better at the same time. As I made myself a sandwich I felt my phone vibrating. I looked down at a new picture message from Max. It was Nath and Tom sleeping in the back of the van.
Uncle Max :D 2:54 p.m.
Good boyyyyyyyy is behaving ;)
Here’s a shot of him and TomTom!
On our way to the airport for Ibiza !
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LMFAO Max I adore you.
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Anything for a smile :)
Will check back in when we land! x
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Thank you Maximillian xx
I felt a little better inside as I stared down at the picture of Nathan sleeping. I forwarded it to Kels to which I got an instant reply.
KelseyBelle 3:02 p.m.
We’ve just got to love em loads!
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Speak for yourself. I disown Nath after
this photo. We all know Max will post it up on
Twitter.
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Oh babes! U know that little
twerp is ur baybayyyy ;)
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Hush! I’m heading to Milan tonight with
Nareesha. Ever been?
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Yes! It’s absolutely lovely.
Ur going to love it! Short ride
too! Have fun. I know Nu will!
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Thanks lovebug xx
I sighed and took a good look around. I felt alone but not in a bad way. So this is what living alone would feel like? It’s not too horrible. I have always had a fear of living alone, especially the nights. I hated sleeping alone so to say. After what seemed like an eternity I moved from the kitchen to the couch where just hours ago I was sitting with Nath. I missed him so much it was ridiculous. It felt almost impossible to get up and do anything without thinking about him. As if he were reading my mind, my phone went off and it was a text message from him.
Flyboy ;* 3:15 p.m.
Hope that pic Max sent you wasn’t
a total put off. I look like a massacred
stick figure.
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LOL Now you know I couldn’t just be “put off”
A massacred stick figure? I swear you are
a comedian deep down inside. I miss you
terribly flyboy :( hurry back to me.
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I miss you too :(
I’m trying to hurry back!
We haven’t even hit Ibiza yet lol
We’re getting on the plane now.
You’ll get to see all the behind the
scenes of this shoot on a Wanted
Wednesday ;) but for now, I bid thee
farewell butterfly xx
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Cannot wait for you to come back!
Good bye flyboy xxxxx
Wait! I almost forgot. I’m heading to Italy
with Nareesha for her shoe line. I’ll be gone
until tomorrow evening.
When I didn’t get a reply I figured the plane ride to Ibiza had just begun. Within the next 30 minutes, Nareesha was awaiting me in a cab to head out to Italy. As I bounced down the steps and into the cab I smiled widely at her. She hugged me tightly.
“Thank you loads! This means so much,” she said as she pulled away and smiled.
“Anytime! Would someone in his or her right mind pass up a trip to Italy? Besides, what else would I be doing but sitting inside my flat trying to come up with editorial genius.” She smiled brightly and gave me a run down of what we would be doing.
“Our flight is at 6. By the time we land in Milan it’ll be going on about half past 7. We’ll have dinner and drinks with a few of my acquaintances and hit the sack. We’ve got to be up at dawn for these meetings. I’m so sorry,” she apologized as she read the expression on my face.
“No, no it’s totally fine. Actually I have a question for you. Would it be alright if I featured you in an issue of Vogue?” I thought she was going to pass out.
“Are you joking?” Nareesha’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Jahnyl that would be PHENOMENAL!” I laughed a bit, becoming more relieved.
“Awesome. I wasn’t sure if you would be down for it. But I figured I could get some work done while you took me to see your line. I’ll just do a small interview, and snap a few pics,” I said while holding up my camera. “I’ll let you proof everything before I send it to be published.”
“You have no idea how amazing this is to me.” She was so excited. I was surprised she hadn’t tried to jump out the taxi.
7:45 p.m. Carlton Hotel- Milan, Italy
The flight was about an hour and a half and by the time we reached Milan I was in good spirits again. NuNu really knew how to make me laugh. She was an instant best friend. She further explained where we were staying and how close to everything it was. I learned so much about her in such a tiny time span it was amazing. She was truly a sweetheart. “Okay, we’ll head upstairs and change into something a little dressier for dinner. It’s going to be my line coordinator and a few of the designers there, so no pressure. Wherever you see fit, put your input. It does matter and I will take note to it,” she smiled. We headed into our hotel, The Carlton Hotel Baglioni. “I’m sorry but we’ll have to share a bed! It’s a king size, so maybe it won’t be too awkward,” she laughed as she swung open the suite door.
“It wouldn’t be the first time I shared a bed with another girl NuNu,” I smiled. “Don’t worry I promised Seev I would keep my hands off of you.” We both laughed and instantly dove into our bags. She pulled out a beautiful magenta dress and black strappy Loubi’s. I opened my bag and pulled a slinky little black dress with cutout patterns on the back. I paired it with a pair of nude Steve Maddens and I was set to go. “Nu, do you have a curling iron?” She nodded and searched through her bag. She tossed it over to me and I began to curl my hair. When I finished I freshened up my mascara, eyeliner and pressed powder. I added a bit of smoky eye shadow and was set. I glanced over at Nareesha, who was finishing up her final touches. When she turned to me her eyes popped.
“Nath is a very lucky boy. You have this certain quality about you. Is there something you want to share,” she puckered her lips to add a touch of lip stain.
“I was a virgin until last night,” I admitted. “Well this morning….oh whatever. You get it.” Nareesha’s mouth dropped.
“My baby Nayf took your virginity?!” She hugged me like a mad woman. “I love you. You are perfect for him. I hope to the Lord he doesn’t mess this,” she motioned towards me, “up.” I couldn’t help but laugh a little.
“Am I really that perf?”
“You were a virgin, you can sing, you love fashion, you drink tea, you’re chill as heck, and I’ve got to admit you’re gorge. Nathan is probably in heaven right now,” she giggled as she spritz herself with some flowery scent.
“Thank you,” I blushed. “I hope I’m everything he’s looking for. It would be such a disappointment if I wasn’t his type.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way but you are most definitely not his type. That’s a good thing though. Nath seems to pick out the blonde idiot with no personality and a ton of boobs. At least you have both.” I laughed and picked up my clutch.
“Thanks Nareesha. I take that as a huge compliment then.”
“Let’s get out of here. I’m starvinggggg.” We we’re off into the night. Nareesha made it a point to tell me the restaurant was right around the corner, which indeed it was. We reached an upscale restaurant called Savini. It was lavish and elegant and definitely not what I was use to. Nareesha took my hand and entered, approaching the host with a smile. “I’m here to meet Alex Bolcardi.” The host looked down at his reservation book and nodded. He said not a word but began to walk back and gestured for us to follow. We passed about twelve tables before we reach one in the center of the room with two men and three women already seated. NuNu excitedly approached them and immediately introduced me. “This is Jahnyl Jauregui. She’s the editor in chief at Vogue’s New York building. She’s going to be doing a small editorial on the line so I would appreciate if you all treated her like one of the gang.” I received a few pictures later on that night of Nath and the boys enjoying their trip.
Flyboy ;* 10:00 p.m.
Not too much down time
But I wanted to send you these
:)
Not sure what time it is in Italy but
I hope NuNu is taking care of you xx
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Thank you for the pics! You look ;)
Nareesha is being a gracious hostess!
We’ve just finished dinner, now back to
the hotel for bed. Tell Seev we’re sharing one
;-x haha xx
Btw, it’s 10 p.m. here. I’m guessing it’s the
same or an hour ahead?
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Seev is super jeal.
So am I >:[
It’s 10 p.m. and we’re still
filming here! Crazy but worth it.
I’ll prob tweet something a bit
later. Until then xx
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Hittin’ the sheets. Good night flyboy xx
I opened Twitter to tweet once more before bed and smiled as my TL refreshed with Nathan on it.
"@NathanTheWanted: Ibiza is amazinggggg ! Hope ya’ll enjoy the new tune! @NENi_SYKES missin’ you something terrible! xx”
"@NENi_SYKES: Thanks to @nare_esha I’m enjoying Milan to the fullest! Bed time with my girl while missing my best boy @NathanTheWanted xx”
"@Maggielynn: Missing my girlfrann @NENi_SYKES. She’s out enjoying Italy and I’m stuck with @JayTheWanted’s lizard love Neytiri. #bummer”
"@TomTheWanted: hearin @NathanTheWanted rant about @NENi_SYKES is prob the most disturbing thing ever. #feelinsick”
I chuckled as I read Tom’s tweet. I wanted to reply but my body was telling me sleep was taking over. Without even thinking about it, I was out cold.
Monday, June 6, 2011 6:15 a.m. Hotel Carlton- Milan, Italy
“Wake up sunshine,” Nareesha called out as she opened the blinds. I rubbed my eyes, hoping it was just a bad dream. “I’m sorry about this early morning stuff, but I figured if we got it out of the way we could relax a bit before the flight tonight.” I smiled and shook my head.
“Really, it’s quite alright. I don’t mind being up this early. I just don’t remember passing out last night.”
“You were out like a baby!” She walked over to the bathroom and shut the door. I opened my bag and grabbed my outfit for the day. I was in love with my new Louboutin wedges. They were seafoam green, aqua and tan. I pulled out my tan short summer dress and smiled at myself in the mirror. Nathan would kill to see me in this. When Nareesha stepped out of the bathroom she was showered and in a sundress of her own. She had a pink and white flowly sundress that fell just above her knees. She wore strappy sandals and her hair was down in soft waves.
“You look amazing!” I looked her up and down and gave her an “I approve” smile. “I can see how lucky Seev is already. You and your heart of gold,” I said as I made my way into the bathroom, clothes and all.
Flyboy ;* 6:22 a.m.
Finally making my way
to bed! Text you when I
wake xx
I laughed a little as I realized this would be the first time since they left Spain that they would be sleeping. Poor things. I was dressed and all in under 30 minutes. Nareesha approved of my outfit and we set out for breakfast. From 8 a.m. until about 5:30 p.m. all I saw were shoes. All we talked about were shoes and all I breathed and ate were shoes. Okay, maybe I didn’t breathe or eat them, but they were my best friend for the day. Nareesha and her co-creative director are the bomb! Their shoes were so amazing. I wish I could steal all of them. Before our flight back to London we had a small dinner where NuNu had quite a surprise for me.
“I need to see you in a pair of these,” she said as she handed me a box over the table. “You are going to look stunning.” I opened the tan and gold box to find my favorite pair of the day. They were her new edition, the Sonara in mustard. I was in love.
“Nareesha!” I jumped up and hugged her like a crazy person. “I adore you to pieces!” She laughed and hugged me back.
“It’s the least I could even think of doing. Please take a picture with them on and put that in Vogue,” she smiled. “You will wear them well.” After our dinner and my amazing gift we headed over to the airport where we waited for a good two hours until our flight. As we boarded around 8:30 p.m., I received a text from Jay. It was attached to a picture of Nathan sleeping on a couch in what looked like a hotel lobby.
Jaybird 8:30 p.m.
Your boy is a noob.
Please teach him some
manners , oh and tell him
sleeping is not for everywhere.
Mind you this is in our hotel lobby.
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LOL That is YOUR boy. Please he’s out of
my timezone, that’s your business. HANDLE IT.
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You’re really no help at all!
He’s either been asleep
or ranting on about you.
I think Tom is going to
shove him in a trash bin
soon….or in the ocean.
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;) I can’t do a thing about it bird. Good luck
with the next 3 days! Xx
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Shall I wake him?
I mean he looks so peaceful.
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Anything you want Jaythan ;) boarding
my flight back to London. Tell the boys
NuNu and I miss them tons xx
10:56 p.m. Family Flat- South London
“Anytime you need me to be your assistant for the day, I’m so there.” I hugged Nareesha as the cab stopped in front of the flat. She laughed and squeezed me a little tighter.
“You are the best assistant ever. I’ll keep that in mind the next time my assistant’s position opens up. Nathan is truly a lucky lad.” She smiled over at me with sincerity. “He’s got a keeper and I hope he knows it. Remember, Friday we’re all going out? The boys land somewhere around 8 a.m. We’ll meet for dinner around 7 p.m. then out?” I nodded in response. “Okay great, see you then.” I opened the cab door and hurried into the building. As I opened the door I felt relief wash over me. I was home and every muscle in my body was tired. I don’t recall making it to my room but I remember feeling the soft covers of my bed around my body.