"So, that's basically the whole story." I finalise, he looks gobsmacked.

"Well, I'll be there. Don't worry, might not for a while as I go on tour but you know..." Conor awkwardly explained.

"Yeah, anyway I'm gonna head home. Get cleaned up." I finalised, he nodded I hugged him then walked out with him.

Walking through the streets to my apartment, I go in and go straight onto my phone.

Seeing many texts from everyone, I just patch him. I'm a bitch, I know don't need to compliment me.

After doing that, I get out of the clothes and throw them into the washing machine.

Running through the cold apartment, I turn on the shower the cold water shooting down like bullets I use my makeup remover to wipe the makeup off and give my body a good ol' wash.

As well as my greasy hair, I use scented stuff as that is my favourite.

Getting out and throwing a onesie on, Christmas themed.