Crystal Clear

Lauren's my name. I'm 17 and I live in Seattle. I win a day to hang out with my crazy, amazing idols. Everything takes a turn from there.


10. Trip Planning.


I woke up with the same clothes that I had on yesterday. I was so exhausted from hanging out with the boys. I probably wasn’t going to see them again because they were heading back to England for the last show of their tour. I went to my closet and looked through the hangers and piles of clothes. I found some dark purple leggings and a light blue beanie. I went over to the side of my bed and grabbed the bag that held oversized, patterned sweater that I got when I went shopping with the boys. I took a clean underwear and bra and brought my whole outfit into the bathroom with me. I stripped off my clothes and got my toothbrush and put some toothpaste on it. My shower was a quick twelve minutes and then I got dressed. I decided not to wear the beanie and put my hair in a high ballerina bun. My outfit was a bit over the top for my liking but today I didn’t really mind it. I grabbed my green toms and headed down the stairs and went into the kitchen. My dad was having a bowl of Captain Crunch.

“I could’ve made you an omelet dad,”
“Yeah, but you made dinner yesterday and I didn’t want to wake you,” He said.
I shrugged and went into the fridge and got the bottle of orange juice. I poured it in a clean cup and drank it.
“Oh, and you’re up early,” my dad came out of the blue.
“Yeah, I’m going to sign up for community college today,” I knew he was going to be disappointed.
“You have so much ahead of you, why waste it on going to a community college?” He shot at me.
“Dad, this is the only college I could get into this late in the game.”
“How about you give it a year, look for more college’s, travel the world,” He sounded like he was giving a speech.
“I’m almost 18, let me make my own decisions,” I tried hard not to roll my eyes.
“Let me know if you change your mind.”
I headed out the door to the car that I drove Liam in last night.

*Jazmine’s POV*
I was sitting in my living room, watching my favorite tv show Awkward, and eating a bowl of fruit loops. My at&t ringtone caught me off guard. It was a number I was unfamiliar with. I picked up anyways.
A sick british accent answered back, this wasn’t who I thought it could be “This is Jazmine right?”
“Yeah?” I was confused.
“I know you might not believe me, but it’s Zayn Malik from One direction.” The voice answered back.
I didn’t speak. This couldn’t be real. Zayn Malik from One Direction is calling me.
“Hello? Hello?” The person who claimed to be Zayn spoke again.
“Uh-uh, yes?” I stuttered in amazement.
“I wanted to do something nice for Lauren and fly her out to Florida to see our last show. But I need some help from you and her father.”
“Um, alright... Is there anything you want me to do? Distract her? Call her father?”
“I’ve got to talk to her father myself so I’ve got that covered, I want you to keep this from her, and try to keep her occupied. We’re going to pack her clothes we don’t have much time though. We’re leaving tomorrow morning.”
“Ok. I’ll text her and have her pick me up, I’ll take her out for lunch just... text me when you’re done.” It sounded weird telling Zayn Malik to text me.
“Alright love, and I want you to pack your stuff too if it’s alright with your mum?” He asked.
“Wait you’re taking me too?” Wtf, was this really happening?
“Yeah love, we don’t want Lauren to be home sick without her best friend by her side do we?” Zayn sounded excited.
“Alright I’ll be ready when you need me.”
“Bye babe,” I almost fainted at the sound of Zayn calling me babe.
I set my cereal bowl down and ran down the hallway to my mom’s room. She was taking a hardcore nap. I think she’d let me go if it was alright with Mr. Monroe. It was all so sudden though. I shook my mom awake.
“Mom, I’m going to Florida.” I whispered with a huge smile.
She looked tired and confused, “are you serious?”
“Yeah, I’m going with Lauren and her dad’s ok with it.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive. We’re going tomorrow morning, her father’s paying for it,” I lied.
“I’ll have to make sure with him this afternoon,” She yawned.
“Ok,” I tried not to sound worried.
I ran out of her room to the other side of the hallway, into my room. I shut the door and ran to my bureau. I grabbed all of my clothes and threw it on my twin bed. I went to my small closet and grabbed two brown suitcases that I used three summers ago for a trip to Portugal. I stuffed my clothes in one of my suitcases and zipped it up. I ran out of my room to my house’s small bathroom. I grabbed my toothbrush, a new box of toothpaste, a flat iron, a blow dryer, a curling iron, a brush and matching comb, a box of new dove soap, shampoo and conditioner, and my makeup bag. I struggled to carry all of the items to my room. I put these appliances in the free suitcase and went to my closet again to grab every pair of shoes that I had. I put all of my shoes in with my bathroom objects. I called Lauren to come get me.

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