A/N: WARNING: A few rudey words so CLOSE YER EYES IF YA DONT LIEK IT. Okay, Peace.
- Chapter Eighteen -
*Jo's POV*
Normally, the golden flow of sunlight streaming through your window would waken your in a nice, relaxing way. But for me, it was more of an annoyance. Can't it tell that I'm trying to sleep?
Not everyone wants to get up when it wants us to.
"Jo, wake up you lazy cow!"
"Nnrrg!" Came my disgruntled reply, turning over in my covers, bringing them up to my chin and squeezing my eyes shut. Sarah had obviously ripped open the curtains as no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep the light out of my eyes.
Reluctantly, I started to open one eye, instantly shutting it again as it burned my pupil. My stomach was growling from lack of food and my head hurt.
"You didn't even drink! What the hell is wrong with you?!" She poked my head.
I stuck a finger up at her. "Do you not realise every morning is like this for me?" I whined.
"It's not even morning anymore, half the day is gone and I'm already up, dressed, had brunch AND I was the one with the hangover. "
If you don't get up in the next ten seconds, I will take a glass of water and throw it upon you."
I thought about it, then I whispered "I am slightly thirsty."
She huffed, walking out of the room.
The sound of the running tap managed to jolt me up to a sitting position. Knowing Sarah, she wouldn't go back on her word.
Stretching and yawning, I felt my head. Yup, still ached. My hair also seemed to resemble a small bird's nest. I wouldn't be surprised if a couple flew out before I headed to the shower. Stumbling from the bed, I squinted, looking for my chest of drawers. Grabbing something from each drawer, I decided it's going to have to be a lazy day.
Sarah returned with the glass, as promised. "Oh good, you're up. What are you doing now?"
"Shower." I grunted, nudging past her.
"How are you still single..." She murmured as we crossed paths.
I stuck my tongue out before twisting round and slamming the door to the bathroom. I dumped the clothes on the floor and hopped into the shower, making sure it was a nice and long one just to annoy Sarah even more.
Afterwards, I pulled on one of my old Paramore shirts, my favourite because it was big and wonderful to lounge around in, and my black leggings. I towel dried my hair just enough for it not to be dripping wet, then just let it hang loose over one shoulder.
Unlocking the bathroom door, Sarah was nowhere to be seen so I quickly threw my pyjamas and towel into the wash basket, sprayed a bit of perfume around and ventured downstairs to find some cereal.
Everything turned into slow motion as my eyes gazed upon what was on the kitchen table. The red box with the little leprechaun printed on stood there proudly, calling to me. I danced all the way over to it, chanting "Lucky charms lucky charms lucky charms!"
I didn't even notice Sarah staring at me in the doorways until the slow motion had stopped and i was yanked back into reality, but I still clutched the box with love.
"Again, I must utter the question of your relationship status?"
"Who needs boys when you have marshmallow pieces?" I question happily, pouring the milk into my bowl. The first mouthful is always the best.
"You won’t be saying that when you've run out!" She says pointedly at me.
"Well until then, you’re not allowed to moan about me being single." I crunch hungrily, baring my multi-coloured teeth at her, which she grimaced at. Ha.
"So I suppose you don't remember anything of what I did last night then..." Sarah started...looking me in the eye.
I paused my chewing to think back. "Well...After I had sorted Rose out from embarassing herself on the table...then embarassing MYself on the table, I saw you with a guy with a lip piercing."
"Oh yeah I remember him...yeah he was quite hot I guess. I was trying to get Jimmy's attention but he couldn't get his eyes off you." Her faced turned slightly stony for a moment, but then turned normal again. "And then when you went out of the room, he followed you."
"Oh my god yes! He went out there and told me he like me... but then I said I had a boyfriend." I quickly explained so she wouldn't get mad.
Her eyes widened. "What? Who did you say?!"
I looked down at my cereal, stirring it half-heartedly. "Oh just..."
"Who?"
"Liam Payne."
"YOU WHAT?! YOU FUCKING TOLD HIM THAT YOU'RE DATING A CELEBRITY? WHAT DUMB SHIT WOULD BELIEVE THAT BOLLOCKS?"
"Hey hey!" I raised my hands in defense. "No expletives in my house! My ears are not a toilet."
"But Jo oh my god!" She looked more annoyed at that more than the fact Jimmy admitted her liked me.
"Chillax! He doesn't know who he is."
"But he's going to find out and you're going to look like a knob!" She ignored my no expletives rule.
"Well it's fairly believable."
"IS IT FUCK! He's a celebrity. There's no way in hell it would actually happen. I mean... look at" She stopped herself. "I...I didn't mean-"
Somehow, my lucky charms suddenly tasted sour in my mouth.
"No it's fine, I get it. You're right. Look at me, who would want to date me? You've said it enough times yourself."
Sarah opened and closed her mouth a few times, not speaking.
The atmosphere had thickened.
"I'll just go, I'll talk to you later."
She grabbed her back and headed out into the hallway, opening and closing the door swiftly.
I hadn't even bloody finished my breakfast and there was already drama. I sighed. There's no way in hell it would actually happen eh? Hmm...
That reminded me, weren't the contest winners for that stupid competition announced today? Not that I would win since I was also being stupid, but hey ho. Worth a listen.
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I cleared my bowl, grabbing a banana out of the fruit basket and switching on the radio and sitting back down again, peeling the skin off.
"-just tuned in, we're about to announce the winners for the wonderful boys 'One Direction' competition in which you get to stay a few days with the boys at the Greenherd Festival, the biggest festival of the year!" A voice, I couldn't even be bothered to place, claimed.
"So the boys have had a look at all of the photographs emailed in, reviewed every fingernail for detail..."
That comment cheered me up a bit, thinking they'd had a look at my manky nail photo.
"They've decided to go with the most unique one, the one that made them laugh the most. So we're just going to phone the number of the winner right now. Mobiles at the ready!"
The dial tone started to sound just as my home phone went off in the lounge behind me, the shrill noise piercing through my skull. Surely not... SURELY NOT.
My heart started to quicken as I walked toward it, are you seriously telling me they've chosen someone who sent in someone who had a foot disease? Oh my god oh my god.
I picked the phone up gingerly.
"Hello?"
I could hear my echo from the radio, so I knew I had won.
"Is this Jo Waters?"
I tried to keep my breathing steady, so I didn't embarass myself on virtually national radio, maybe blurt out a random fact about myself or just make noises. Focus.
"Y-Y-Yes?!" I stammered, almost wanting to hit myself in the face for sounding so pathetic. Well, at least I didn't just gurgle like I though I would have done.
"Well congratulations Jo! You've just won a three-day trip with the boy band One Direction! How does that make you feel?"
"Amazing. It'd be great to get to know the boys rather than just through television programmes and youtube videos!" I spoke truthfully, picking my words with care.
"That's a very good answer!" I could hear the smile in the DJ's voice. "I'm glad they chose someone like you, you don't sound like a crazy fan AND it seems you have a sense of humour. Judging from this...erm...'photo'"
I laugh, shrugging. Well, he couldn't hear a shrug but oh well. "Well, you know, I thought I'd just spice it up a little rather than just send in a photo of my nails and be all boring, you gotta add something different to the mix I guess."
"Well I hope you enjoy it Jo! Now tell me, is there any song you want me to play next?"
That put me on the spot. "Erm..." I thought for what seemed like ages, but must've been just a few seconds, before I came to a conclusion.
"Let's go for a classic, All The Small Things by Blink 182 please."
"Great choice! We'll get that all sorted out for you. Thankyou!"
"No thankyou, bye!" I grinned into the phone, before lowering it back onto the hook as I heard the song playing from the kitchen. It was time to let all my emotions out.
I grabbed my air guitar off it's trusty stand and started rocking out, belting out the lyrics to the song. My poor neighbors.
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So okay I think i've confused myself about the chapter's because i think i've either uploaded two with the same number or I have skipped a number. But oh well. xD Hope you have enjoyed this chapter, it's a tad short! But oh well.
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