Jay Cee El

Seventy Five // Welcome To London

[rewritten]

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Liz's P.O.V

Niall: I had a lot of fun on our date, can't wait for the next. Goodnight beautiful xx

I fell back onto my bed, holding my phone to my chest. Excitement filled my stomach as I remembered our date last night. I couldn't believe that we had a date. I've always imagined what a date with Niall Horan would be like, but this one was so much better because I wasn't on a date with Niall Horan, I was on a date with Niall. The goofy yet overconfident in himself guy, that I had fallen for as soon as he opened his mouth.

And even though last night wasn't some fancy, overly dressed date as I had imagined it in my head when I didn't know him as a person, it was perfect. It was real, and that was all I ever wanted. I really didn't want some big fancy date with snooty waiters and overpriced food. With just the two of us in comfy clothes; that's all I could ever ask for.

I let out an incredibly girl squeal that Julie would have hit me for, before I rolled around on my stomach and pushed myself off the bed. I then sighed, looking around the mess of the room that I spent nineteen years of my life in. I still couldn't believe that I was moving to London. The reaction from my parents after telling them the news of my move was still fresh in my mind, though I was glad that although they didn't like it, they were supporting it.

But now with two days left, I was rushing to get my entire life packed up to be shipped over to London. It was costing a good portion of my college savings account, but it would be worth it in the end.

Though after reading the email from Simon's assistant, I had trouble deciding what to bring and what to leave. The email had said that our 'flat' was fully furnished and Simon had hired a decorator to design the bedrooms for us. I didn't quite understand why he did that, but I didn't complain. Apparently our popularity has doubled since we won and Simon wasn't going to hold back with us.

It was odd to think about, but I did like the fact that people seemed to like us a lot. It made entering this industry a lot less frightening when I had a whole bunch of people that have my back- including the girls. Speaking of the girls, they were flying in early to get settled into the apartment. They were both flying in on New Year's Day, while I had to stay back here. I had promised my parents that I would spend all the holidays with them.

It wasn't too bad, I guess. But I was so excited to get to London, I just wanted to be there already...

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"I can hear what you're saying, now listen to what I'm saying. I cannot find nor see the sign that directs me to the front of the airport. There are British people all around and I'm getting weird looks because I look like I just rolled out of bed, can you please just come and meet me by the gate?" I whined into the phone.

"What gate did you come in from?" Caitlin asked.

"Um..." I turned around, only to see that I could no longer see the sign for that gate that I had just come from. How far did I walk? "I don't know where it is. But I'm standing next to an advertisement for some sort of... restaurant I think? What the hell is this?" I said.

Caitlin laughed, "Calm down Lizzie, it's England, not rocket science. Julie's asking a receptionist where your flight landed and we'll come find you, okay? Just stay where you are." Caitlin said.