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Chapter 6

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When I wake up it's 8:37 in the morning. My first instinct is to check my phone but I don't bother; I don't feel like opening all the notifications. I decide to get up and get ready for my day. I don't have anything I need to do today but there's no use lying in bed all day. It's not like there's not plenty to do, the house needs some serious work.

I go to the bathroom to brush my hair and put it in a bun. I also brush my teeth and wash my face before going back to my room. I need to find something I can clean in. After looking through my wardrobe for a matter of minutes, I find a pair of workout pants and a long sleeve shirt that I used to paint the house in. I quickly change into my outfit and put on my running shoes. Now I can get some work done.

I go into the living room and begin to pick up anything that shouldn't be there. I do the same thing with the hallway, the dining room, the bathrooms, and the entryway. After that, I go around the house dusting, wiping, sweeping, mopping, vacuuming, and organizing until the place is shining. I take out the trash, do a load of laundry, and I clean Tiff's room, my room, and the guest bedroom too. By the time I finish cleaning the entire inside of the house it's 11:45.

I'm sort of exhausted now. I should take a shower and relax. I just have to find grab my towel.

The moment I walk into my room, I hear my phone go off. Maybe I should check it.

There are a ton of notifications from Twitter and SoundCloud but I don't care about those right now because there's also two texts from Louis. There's the text from last night, "Of course. I'll text you when we're done. Goodnight." There's also a text from two minutes ago, "Hey, Cass. We just finished up at the photoshoot and I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me and the lads, maybe get some lunch or something, if you aren't busy...Let me know. :)"

He wants me to have lunch with them? I thought we were just going to talk or something. He did say he wanted to see me again, I didn't think he meant this soon. British guys don't waste time, I'm actually kind of glad; I need to get out of the house.

"Yeah, I'd love to. What time?"

I wait for his response.

"I'm not sure how long it's going to take to get back from where we are and the lads and I have to go back to the hotel and change. We can pick you up if you when we're done."

Should I let them pick me up? It would probably be easier than following their SUV around all day. I don't know if it's a good idea though.

After running my mind though all the worst case scenarios, I finally text him back, "Sure, you can come get me. Take as long as you need, I've got to get ready anyways."

"Okay. Send me your address and I'll text you when we're on our way."

"It's 5457 Hemingway Drive." Tiff is going to kill me for giving our address to a stranger. She might not be as angry when she finds out who.

"Got it. See you soon."

I don't waste any time after his response. I grab my towel and run to the bathroom to prepare myself for this afternoon with the guys.

I take a shower and wash my hair. When I get out of the shower, I dry off and run to my room. It's looks kinda cold outside so I put on a pair of blue skinny jeans, a cream colored oversized sweater, a scarf, and some boots. After I change, my hair is dry enough for me to style it. I try a few different hairstyles before finally giving up and letting my wavy hair hang in its usual way. No need to try to impress them, they've already seen me at one of my low points. I put on my makeup and look for a bracelet and necklace to wear.