Everyone slept on the flight.
Louis lay on top of me while we both are sound asleep.
I wake up and check my twitter.
I see where Niall posted a picture of Louis and I sleeping with the caption of "Long plane flight to NYC!"
I laugh and decide to get him back so I take a picture of him and Zayn sound asleep with Harry and Liam asleep in the background.
I post it and write "Don't hate me for this, boys xx"
I giggle and go back to sleep.
We arrive at NYC 2 hours later and we're all pretty tired still.
Once again, more fans tackle us and scream for autographs and pictures.
Suddenly, I hear shouting towards me.
"Nikki you don't deserve to be friends with the boys! You're such a loser! None of us even like you!" She punches me in the mouth and I stumble backwards as the boys run over and help me.
Louis and Harry yell at the girl while the other three check to make sure I'm allright.
I'm bleeding from where she punched me, so we decide to go straight to our hotel.
Zayn gets ice for me and I sit on the couch with the ice to my mouth.
The boys sit around me and watch me intently, asking me if I'm okay or if they can't get anything for me.
I say I'm allright, and they turn the tv on.
"Nikki! This picture you posted on twitter! No!" Harry says and I do my best to laugh, but it hurts too bad.
Liam stares at his phone and looks up at me.
"Nik. We've got a problem."