Coffeeshop Fun
Chapter 2: A week later
Jessa’s POV
“So, I’ll call you later to work out the plans.” Zayn was acting shy while we stood by our cars.
“Okay.” I nodded and reached for my keys. “Bye Zayn.”
“Bye Jessa.” He mumbled walking away.
After only a week, we’ve become really close. That’s crazy ‘cause I've never really had a close friend but I am with him. Whatever, I need to get home and pack. Sand Diego here I come. I climbed into my car, got buckled up and started the engine. Gotta pack my guitar, my laptop, headphones…
My phone interrupted my thoughts. It was my dad, I could tell because he had his own ringtone. I picked it up and put it on speaker.
“Hey dad.” I was so excited to see him.
“Hey sissy, what’re you up to?” He yawned.
“I just got off work, so I’m going home to pack.” A smile appeared on my face, there was no fighting it.
“Good, your plane leave tonight at 11:00.” He hadn’t told me when I was coming but I was ready.
“Yay! I’m so ready to be down there with you.” I hadn’t seen him almost 2 months.
“Me too, well I have to go get a few things ready. Call me when you're on your way to the airport?”
“Sure. I love you.” I mumbled turning onto our street.
“I love you too. Talk to you later.” And he hung up.
I set my phone down and pulled into the driveway. My mom’s car was gone so I guess I’m home alone. With a sigh, I turned the engine off, unbuckled and got out. I locked the car before walking through the front door. The house was clean and quiet, just the way mom likes it but I hate it like this. I walked to the living room and turned the radio on, almost all the way up, and walked down the hallway to my room.
Pushing open my door, I noticed that my mom decided to clean up my room, again. I set my bag on my bed and kicked my Converse off before walking over to my closet. My best traveling bag was blue and on the top shelf so after a very shaky climb, I grabbed it and walked back to my bed. I actually like packing so it was easy for me.
Laying down on my bed once I was doen packing had to be one of of the most relaxing things ever. My phone vibrated and started ringing next to me, when I saw that it was Zayn I answered it.
“What’s up?” I didn't bother with a ‘hello’.
“Are you busy?” He asked with a cough.
“Nope.” I sighed sitting up.
“When do you leave?”
“Tonight, I have to be at the airport by nine.” It was already 3:00.
“Oh, how long are you going for?” He sounded tired.
“A week, I’m so excited.” I cheered.
“That’s cool. Well, that’s all I wanted to know. I’ll text you later.” He hated talking on the phone.
“Okay, bye.” I hung up and threw my phone on the bed before walking to the bathroom.
I turned the shower on and started getting undressed. The mirror was already getting steamy so I turned on the fan so I could look at myself in the mirror. I looked at my latest tattoo on my shoulder blade; it was a Bulldog puppy with army dog tags hanging around his neck. I got it a month ago for my brother that’s in the army. He’s supposed to be coming back in two weeks and I cant wait.
Then I saw the tattoo on the other side of my back; it was in memory of my grandparents who were killed in a car accident. Minnie and Mickey were their favorite cartoons so I got that tattooed on my left kidney area. I smiled seeing it because they hated tattoos but said I was allowed to if they were ‘in memory’ tattoos. The mirror was getting steamy again so I got in.
“So, I’ll call you later to work out the plans.” Zayn was acting shy while we stood by our cars.
“Okay.” I nodded and reached for my keys. “Bye Zayn.”
“Bye Jessa.” He mumbled walking away.
After only a week, we’ve become really close. That’s crazy ‘cause I've never really had a close friend but I am with him. Whatever, I need to get home and pack. Sand Diego here I come. I climbed into my car, got buckled up and started the engine. Gotta pack my guitar, my laptop, headphones…
My phone interrupted my thoughts. It was my dad, I could tell because he had his own ringtone. I picked it up and put it on speaker.
“Hey dad.” I was so excited to see him.
“Hey sissy, what’re you up to?” He yawned.
“I just got off work, so I’m going home to pack.” A smile appeared on my face, there was no fighting it.
“Good, your plane leave tonight at 11:00.” He hadn’t told me when I was coming but I was ready.
“Yay! I’m so ready to be down there with you.” I hadn’t seen him almost 2 months.
“Me too, well I have to go get a few things ready. Call me when you're on your way to the airport?”
“Sure. I love you.” I mumbled turning onto our street.
“I love you too. Talk to you later.” And he hung up.
I set my phone down and pulled into the driveway. My mom’s car was gone so I guess I’m home alone. With a sigh, I turned the engine off, unbuckled and got out. I locked the car before walking through the front door. The house was clean and quiet, just the way mom likes it but I hate it like this. I walked to the living room and turned the radio on, almost all the way up, and walked down the hallway to my room.
Pushing open my door, I noticed that my mom decided to clean up my room, again. I set my bag on my bed and kicked my Converse off before walking over to my closet. My best traveling bag was blue and on the top shelf so after a very shaky climb, I grabbed it and walked back to my bed. I actually like packing so it was easy for me.
Laying down on my bed once I was doen packing had to be one of of the most relaxing things ever. My phone vibrated and started ringing next to me, when I saw that it was Zayn I answered it.
“What’s up?” I didn't bother with a ‘hello’.
“Are you busy?” He asked with a cough.
“Nope.” I sighed sitting up.
“When do you leave?”
“Tonight, I have to be at the airport by nine.” It was already 3:00.
“Oh, how long are you going for?” He sounded tired.
“A week, I’m so excited.” I cheered.
“That’s cool. Well, that’s all I wanted to know. I’ll text you later.” He hated talking on the phone.
“Okay, bye.” I hung up and threw my phone on the bed before walking to the bathroom.
I turned the shower on and started getting undressed. The mirror was already getting steamy so I turned on the fan so I could look at myself in the mirror. I looked at my latest tattoo on my shoulder blade; it was a Bulldog puppy with army dog tags hanging around his neck. I got it a month ago for my brother that’s in the army. He’s supposed to be coming back in two weeks and I cant wait.
Then I saw the tattoo on the other side of my back; it was in memory of my grandparents who were killed in a car accident. Minnie and Mickey were their favorite cartoons so I got that tattooed on my left kidney area. I smiled seeing it because they hated tattoos but said I was allowed to if they were ‘in memory’ tattoos. The mirror was getting steamy again so I got in.
Notes
I hope all of you like it! This is one of my favorite fanfics that i've written becuase it has both of my favorite bands; Pierve the Veil and One Direction. Let me know what you think please.P.S. I wont be able to update for a week but when I get back, I will.
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