Mistakes...
Meeting
Kelly's POV
I unbuckle my seatbelt as I get my carry-on luggage. I put in my earplugs as I make my way to the Pick up luggage thingy (still dont know what it's called). I get my pink suitcase, my purple, red, and orange ones too. My feet make my way to the airports exit doors.
I hail a taxi and get in, stuffing my suitcases.
"To the nearest hotel please," I say to the driver. He drives past many many exotic places, including some recording studios. I might just have to make a demo. We pull up at a hotel and I jump out, bringing my suitcases and anything else I had. I walk in to the lobby and ring the bell, waiting for service.
When I finally get some, it's a good looking man and he winks at me. I roll my eyes and check in.
"Room 324, miss," he says. I nod and head for the elavator. I push the button and wait for the doors to slide open. They do and I walk out of the elevator looking for my room. I stick the keys into the keyhole and walk through the door to see the walls are green, there's a wardrobe and a tv ontop of it. Then there's a little bed with a blue and green comforter, matching the walls. I drop everything and head out to the balcony. I slide the glass does and stay out there, enjoying the nice fresh air. I sit down and see that my balcony overlooks the ocean, which is glistening in the sunset. I take my phone out to see how many texts and miss calls I've had already I. The last 4 hours.
From: Louis
Kelly, Niall told me what happened. Where are you? Where did you go? Please reply back. PLEASE
From: Niall
please come home. I know you won't call or text back, you made that pretty clear in the message.
From: Perrie
babe, don't let Harry get 2 you. Come back and we can talk about it.
From: Zayn
We're freaking the fuck out Kay Kay! Text us, call us! We need to know your okay. Please!
From: Eleanor
Kay Kay. Now, I don't blame you. But running away isn't the answer, and neither is suicide. Niall told us what happened. Please come back. I'm crying cuz I miss woo! :'(
From: maddie
Kells get your but back here or we're gonna search for you. I know you know we'll find you! And if anything, so will Harry!
I shiver at the thought of Harry finding me. I wouldn't like that. At all. I used to like him, that was my first mistake. But now I know he's an old bastard in the making. I don't reply to any of the text. I shove my phone in my pocket, then take it back out to look for apartments. No, no, eew, no, no, ooh! I like that one! I call the landlord's number waiting for him or her to answer.
"Hello?" Says the other person on the line.
"Oh, hi. I'd like to rent that apartment you have, by the way, it's very beautiful," I say.
"Sure hon! Lets meet there in about, 20 minutes?" The woman says. I agree and call for a taxi once again.
I unbuckle my seatbelt as I get my carry-on luggage. I put in my earplugs as I make my way to the Pick up luggage thingy (still dont know what it's called). I get my pink suitcase, my purple, red, and orange ones too. My feet make my way to the airports exit doors.
I hail a taxi and get in, stuffing my suitcases.
"To the nearest hotel please," I say to the driver. He drives past many many exotic places, including some recording studios. I might just have to make a demo. We pull up at a hotel and I jump out, bringing my suitcases and anything else I had. I walk in to the lobby and ring the bell, waiting for service.
When I finally get some, it's a good looking man and he winks at me. I roll my eyes and check in.
"Room 324, miss," he says. I nod and head for the elavator. I push the button and wait for the doors to slide open. They do and I walk out of the elevator looking for my room. I stick the keys into the keyhole and walk through the door to see the walls are green, there's a wardrobe and a tv ontop of it. Then there's a little bed with a blue and green comforter, matching the walls. I drop everything and head out to the balcony. I slide the glass does and stay out there, enjoying the nice fresh air. I sit down and see that my balcony overlooks the ocean, which is glistening in the sunset. I take my phone out to see how many texts and miss calls I've had already I. The last 4 hours.
From: Louis
Kelly, Niall told me what happened. Where are you? Where did you go? Please reply back. PLEASE
From: Niall
please come home. I know you won't call or text back, you made that pretty clear in the message.
From: Perrie
babe, don't let Harry get 2 you. Come back and we can talk about it.
From: Zayn
We're freaking the fuck out Kay Kay! Text us, call us! We need to know your okay. Please!
From: Eleanor
Kay Kay. Now, I don't blame you. But running away isn't the answer, and neither is suicide. Niall told us what happened. Please come back. I'm crying cuz I miss woo! :'(
From: maddie
Kells get your but back here or we're gonna search for you. I know you know we'll find you! And if anything, so will Harry!
I shiver at the thought of Harry finding me. I wouldn't like that. At all. I used to like him, that was my first mistake. But now I know he's an old bastard in the making. I don't reply to any of the text. I shove my phone in my pocket, then take it back out to look for apartments. No, no, eew, no, no, ooh! I like that one! I call the landlord's number waiting for him or her to answer.
"Hello?" Says the other person on the line.
"Oh, hi. I'd like to rent that apartment you have, by the way, it's very beautiful," I say.
"Sure hon! Lets meet there in about, 20 minutes?" The woman says. I agree and call for a taxi once again.
@princesslingley
That's what it is, The Forgotten, Te Lost. It should be there. Idk why it would not be
1/11/14