Maturity is a Choice

{Sequel to Age Is Just A Number}

It's been two and a half years since Ski became One Direction's photographer and Harry's new girlfriend. She's now seventeen, turning eighteen and she can now tell the press her and Harry are dating once eighteen. Also, the boys are going on tour in America and the boys and Ski are very excited but what happens when Ski gets jealous about all the girls Harry keeps hanging with, and Niall starts drinking to hide his feelings, and when Zayn finds a girlfriend that only wants his fame and money? Why don't you read to find out?

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18. The Gift of a Friend

"Goodnight Ski." Liam called out to me as he unlocked his hotel room.

"Goodnight Liam." I shouted.

Opening my own door, I dragged myself all the way to my bedroom.

"Oh my," I gasp examining my room. "did a tornado go through here?"

One by one I start picking up crumpled up shirts and inside out jeans that littered the floor. I grabbed shoes and tried to find the right match to them. Once finished with the floor, I made my way toward the bed. I straightened out the covers and fixed the pillows before plumping down on it. Gosh I was so tired.

Even though I could stay right here, on my bed, forever, I knew I smelled of technology and sweaty boys so I dreaded a shower. But once inside, I quickly blew it off as I melted under the hot water. Goodness, I can stay here forever too.

"Here's the thing we started out friends," I began to sing, "It was cool but it was all pretend." How did this song come to mind?

I continued to sing until  my favorite part. I took a deep breathe, "BUT SINCE YOU'VE BEEN GOOOOOOOONE!"

"I CAN'T BREATHE FOR THE FIRST TIMEEEEE, I'M SO MOVING ONNNNNNNN!"

It wasn't until I stopped, that I started to hear it. My phone, it was ringing. I quickly shut the water off and wrapped a towel around my strawberry-smelling body. I ran out of the bathroom and hopped on my bed making my singing phone jump along with me.

"Hello, Ski speaking." I answered.

"Ski?"

That voice, it sounded familiar.

"Yes, who is this?"

Silence.

"Hello?" I ask.

"I can't believe after all these years you don't remember your best friend."

"OMG Jasmine!?" I ask dumbfounded.

"The one and only." Jasmine giggles.

My mouth turns up in a grin and my eyes go wide. Thank goodness for friends. They're exactly what I needed now.

"How have you been? How's the boyfriend? How's the modeling career going on?" I shoot out questions.

"Calm down girly. Okay first, I've been doing absolutely wonderful. Second, oh goodness that was ages ago. Turned out he was married, what a jerk right? Anyways I have a new boyfriend now, his name is Brian and he works at Abercrombie & Fitch. Oh and did I mention he was a complete hottie? Oh goodness I'm getting carried away but third question, it's going great! I've went from just Hollister modeling to actual runway!" She squealed.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so happy and proud of you!" I congratulated.

"Enough about me, how's that Harry boy of yours?" she asked.

"Ummmm, about him.."

From then on I told her my situation. I haven't talked to her since almost a year and a half so there's a lot to cover. I had to talk about kissing Niall in the kitchen to Harry getting a 'girlfriend' and the night where Niall and I had an argument."

"Girl, I'm so sorry. Do you need me to come out there?"

"No, we're constantly traveling and always so busy, there won't be time." I said

"In my opinion, you should just stay a single pringle girlfriend. If you want, Brian has this really cute brother and--"

"--No thanks," I interrupted, "maybe you're right about just staying single."

There a was long pause before Jasmine came back onto the phone, "As much as I would love to stay boo, I have to meet Brian for Dinner. Love you!"

I hung up with her and considered my options. Should I tell Harry that I need a break or should I not? Maybe I should talk this out with him and tell him about Niall. Yeah, sounds like a plan.

I looked at the clock that read 10:47 PM. Hopefully he's still up. I grab my purse and phone and head out the door. Once I reached the elevator I phoned Harry.

No answer.

"Oh come on Harry, pick up." I mumbled. I took a deep breathe and called again.

No answer.

I pressed the up button and waited for the doors to open. I guess I have to just bang on his door till he does answer.

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