Brave ~ Sequel to Jay Cee El

Chapter Thirty Five ~ What Year Do They Think This Is?

Here is the next chapter. It’s in Liz’s P.O.V because it’s a continuations from the previous chapter. Haha so…

Enjoy!

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Liz’s P.O.V

                The plane ride wasn’t long at all, but it sure was expensive. I hate throwing the money I earn from being in Jay Cee El around…but this is an emergency. I had to take another cab to the hotel. I called Liam on the plane and asked where they were staying.

                At first he was hesitant to tell me, obviously caring about the feelings of Niall. But then Liam said that we were perfect for each other and blah, blah, blah, I got the address. I also know the room number they are staying in. I kind of feel like a stalker a little bit. I don’t know why… but it’s really weird.

“Thanks for everything.” I said, handing my credit card to the driver. He did that normal credit card swiping thingy and then handed it back to me. I put it in my wallet and then into the bag. I thanked him again and got out of the car.

                He drove off and I looked up at the hotel. There were girls everywhere. They were dressed up in carrot costumes, and a lot of other carroty things. What year do they think this is? 2010? It’s been four years since then.

                Shit, I really wish I brought a jacket or something. Wait! I brought Niall’s sweatshirt. I set my back down and started looking through it. When I found it I pulled it on and zipped it up. I put the hood up, even though it was almost ninety five degrees out. I grabbed my bag and started making my way into the hotel.

                I got a lot of rude remarks for trying to push through, but once I was inside there weren’t as many people.  A lot of them were just guests, because many of them had suitcases and looked to be in professional outfits. Like suits and stuff. I guess a teenage girl, well twenty year old girl, wearing sweats, a tank top, and then a sweatshirt doesn’t fit in. Oh well.

                I walked over to the elevators and got in. They are staying on the third floor, which was luckily a very quick ride. The hallway was empty, which was as expected.  I bet there is security all over the building. I wonder why it was so easy for me to get in. Oh well… I’m not going to sweet it.

                I quickly texted Liam that I was in the hallway and within a few minutes Liam was walking out the door, followed by the rest of the guys. Except Niall of course. They all greeted me with a hug and I looked up to Liam.

“Where’s Niall?” I asked.

“He’s in the shower right now. He’s really torn up; you should go talk to him.” Liam said. I nodded and they said they were going to sign a few things for the fans. I nodded once again and thanked Liam. He nodded and then took off with the guys.

                I made my ways towards the door and opened it, knowing Liam had left it unlock. I peeked in, seeing that the room was empty. Niall must still be in the shower. I walked into the room and closed the door behind me. After setting my bag down on the floor near the couch I walked over to the bed that had Niall’s stuff on it. There were only two beds, I guess they had to share a room again.

                I picked up one of the tee shirts and brought it to my face. Call me weird or creepy but I love the smell of him. I heard the water go off and then some noise coming from in the bathroom. I set the shirt down and leaned against the bed. The door opened and Niall walked out.