Jamie’s POV
“To the hotel!” Codie shouted. “What way do we go?” she asked, realising that we don't know England like we know Adelaide.
“Shit.” I stated. My cold was gone!! Yes! I could speak normally again.
“We really should have figured that out before we started driving.” Amelie added.
“That would have been a good idea.” Clarisse agreed.
“No kidding.” Elysse kept her sentence short for once.
“Booker, where’s the ancient book thingy that has the map thingies in it?” Codie asked, driving.
“It’s called my phone and Google maps.” I stated, getting my phone out.
“Didn’t your phone go flat?” she questioned. I tried to turn the phone screen on, it only came up with a red battery.
“Yes. Yes it did.” I agreed. “Are any of your phones still alive?”
“Uh, I got twenty percent.” Clarisse stated.
“Cool. Search Google maps and find where we’re supposed to be going.” I stated.
“Take a right.” Clarisse instructed. “Now a left. Another left. A right. Keep going straight. Now go right. It should be on the side of the road .”
“Well, that wasn’t as far as I expected.” I said as we got out of the car. I got my bag and walked into the foyer first. The other four were close behind. I dinged the bell.
“Hello, how can I help you?” the desk lady asked.
“Um, my friends and I booked a room.” I stated.
“What was the name under?” she asked next.
“Codie, what did we name it under?” I queried.
“Um. Badregrey. We mixed our names together, remember?”
“Oh yeah.” I clicked at her. “Um, the name was ‘Badregrey’.”
“Okay.” she clicked on a few things and gave us the key to get into the hotel room. It had been only three days since the boys had left Australia, and we were only staying for a couple of days. We had booked the biggest room here.
“Dibs first shower!” I shouted running with my bag into the bathroom. I had a fairly long shower, listening to music from my phone. I got out and wrapped a towel around my body. I started singing with the song.
“Take me down to the river
Underneath a blood orange sun
Say my name like a scripture
Keep my heart beating like a drum.”
I smelt cigarettes behind me, but ignored it, because I hadn’t heard the door open or anything.
“Legendary lovers
We could be legendary
Lalalalala
Legendary lovers
We should be legen-”
“We could be, if you would let me have you.” I heard a man’s voice from behind. Without thinking I grabbed the closest thing to me, which happened to be the hairdryer, and hit the creepy pedo guy in the side of the head. He stood there, and I registered who it was. “Whyistheretwoofyou?” he slurred before he fell to the ground, unconscious.
“Shit.” I stated, checking his pulse, which seemed relatively normal. “Damn shitting f*ck shit crap nipple f*ck Christ.” I started swearing as much as I could. “Codie!” I shouted, barely noticing that ‘Legendary Lovers’ by Katy Perry was still playing.
“What’s wrong?!” she shouted before she opened the door. She saw the guy on the ground. “Oh Jesus Christ. What happened?”
“You know those moments when you hear someone make a creepy remark behind you, and then the first thing you do is grab a weapon and that weapon you kinda grab happens to be a little bit like a hairdryer, and then you hit the person behind you in the head with that very deadly weapon and after you hit them then you realise who it actually is?” I asked.
“No, not really.” she answered, still staring at the unconscious person on the ground.
“Well… I had one of those moments.” I was still only in a towel.
“God damn you and your fight instead of flight mode.” She cursed.
“Not my fault that in a situation like this, fight or flight turns into fight. It’s just easier. Element of surprise you know.” I explained.
“Um, it’s all fine until you f*cken knock Zayn Malik out cold!” she shouted.
“I need to put clothes on.” I changed the subject, so she wouldn’t ask why he was in here, because I wouldn’t be able to answer that one. She sighed.
“Quickly, I’ll wait outside and then we can drag him to the closest bed or something.” She stated.
“Okay.” I agreed, getting my underwear. I quickly put them on before I realised how creepy it is to have someone unconscious on the ground facing you while you’re putting clothes on. with my foot I rolled him so he would face the other way, with my hairbrush in my hand. It slipped from my hand and fell on his head.
“Oops.” Was the only word I could say, so I picked it up and continued layering on the clothes. “Codie! We should probably hide the body!” was my calling to her.
“Okay.” she walked in.
“Do you think we’re going to need an ambulance?” I asked.
“Well, um, first off I have dealt with unconsciousness before without one, and secondly, I don't know what the emergency services number over here is.” She said.
“Okay. Whose bedroom is closest?”
“I’m fairly sure it’s yours.” She answered.
“Okay.” she grabbed his legs and I grabbed his torso. We managed to lift him for long enough to get him onto the bed, and I found a lump forming on the side of his head. “You know the worst thing about this?” I asked.
“What?” she responded.
“I don't even feel that bad about it. But I think I should get some ice for that lump.” I stated.
“Probably be a good idea too.” She had agreed with me.
“Right.” I walked through the lounge room and found the other four boys here too. “Hi.” I said in an off tone.
“What happened? Zayn left and we heard a bang and he didn’t come back.” Louis asked and stated.
“Imayormaynothavehithimintheheadwithahairdryerandknockedhimunconcious.” I said quickly and slurred it together.
“What?” Niall asked.
“Okay, Zayn is unconscious because I hit him in the head with a hairdryer.” I said again as I ran into the kitchen. Since there wasn’t any ice, but there were ice-blocks, which is what the boys must have brought along with them, I grabbed one of them and ran back to Zayn’s side.
“I hope to god an ice-block will do.” I stated as I ran back into the room which Louis was now in as well, laughing. “Why are you laughing?”
“He told us about what you had told him.” He stopped laughing and said seriously.
“What did I say?” I asked, confused.
“About how you would hit him in the head with a hairdryer if he tried to join you in the shower.”
“Oh, yeah. He told you about that?”
“Yeah, and it seems like you weren’t lying.” He started laughing again. Codie looked at me.
“You actually said that?” she asked.
“Yeah, well I said I needed to have a shower and he asked if he could join. I gave him the first response I could think of. I didn’t think it would actually happen.” I stated. I put the ice-block, which was still in the wrapper, on Zayn’s lump. Codie started laughing with Louis.
***
I was just about falling asleep next to Zayn, he still had to wake up, and I had gone through six ice-blocks against his lump which was slowly shrinking in size. It had bruised, a fair bit. I heard him take a sharp breath, and his beautiful brown eyes opened. “Hey babe.” I whispered.
“You hit me in the head with a hairdryer.”
“That’s not what I wanted to hear as the first thing when you woke up, but yes. Yes I did hit you in the head because you were being creepy and I didn’t know it was you until it was too late.” I agreed with his statement.
“Okay, but what if you had killed me?” he asked.
“Do I have enough muscles and co-ordination for that?” I responded.
“Point taken.” He responded. I threw the ice-block into the bin and lay down next to him. He instantly took the opportunity to roll on top of me and straddle my waist. He kissed me hotly, and I wanted more, but…
“What are you doing? You should be resting.” I stated after a few more kisses, giving me a weird feeling in my stomach.
“Shh.” He said in response, kissing me again.
“What if I don't wanna ‘shh’?”
“I’ll make you.” He responded. Again he placed his lips on mine, before running his tongue over my lips. I let him in, and I heard him moan. I ran my hands along his stomach. “Are you alright?”
“Abs… abs-olutely.” I said. He shook his head before he started placing kisses on my neck. “Babe, I wouldn’t want to get too carried away.” I tied to choke back a moan, but it slipped out.
“Why?” he asked.
“Well, I’m a girl and… you know.”
“What?” I had confused him.
“Well, at the moment… I might be having my period.” He stopped kissing my neck and looked into my eyes. He placed one more kiss onto my lips before he rolled and lay down next to me. “Why are you stopping?” I asked.
“You don't want me to get too carried away.” He answered.
“I was just giving you a warning.” I stated, feeling cold. I shuffled so I would be cuddled up against his side. “It should be finishing tomorrow.”
“Does that mean that-”
“I was just saying.” I cut him off so he wouldn’t finish that sentence.
“So we won’t have-”
“No. Not tomorrow night.” I heard him take a breath like he was going to say something. “Or the night after.” I managed to cut him off, having a feeling that I knew what was going to come out of his mouth.
“Okay.” he said while laughing. I touched the bump on the side of his head. “Ow.” He said, I cringed at the thought I had put him in pain.
“Sorry.” I said.
“That’s alright, you didn’t mean it.” He told me.
“No.” I sighed. “I'm sorry for knocking you out.” He gave me a weird look.
“Did you just apologise?” he asked.
“Yep. Savour the moment, it doesn’t happen often.” I told him.
“I can tell.” He said, kissing my forehead and wrapping his arms around me. “You look tired.”
“I’m not.” I responded.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“It’s only four in the afternoon.” I replied.
“Wow.”
“Yeah, you were knocked unconscious by a hairdryer, denied some action and had an apology from Jamie Grey all before four o’clock.” I said.
“I only got here at half-past two.” He added.
“All within the space of an hour and a half. Imagine what could happen within the next two days.” I saw the look on his face. “Imagine what could actually happen within the next two days.”

Notes

A/N:
Well, that was a weird chappy. It was so much fun to write though! I was worried it would be a little too weird. Then I realised that you guys should get that I am a weird person by now. Anyways, it would be amazing if you could vote!
Beklet ;P