“Are you gonna swim or no?” I ask, my hands on my hips and water dripping from me onto the pages of your book as I look down at you through my sunglasses.

The sun is shining brightly, as a result from the weather in Australia, so we all decided to spend our rare free day at the hotel pool before our show tomorrow night. We being me, the rest of the boys, and our girlfriends.

Well, except single Niall, who has been shamelessly flirting with any and every girl he’s come across.

While the majority of us have been swimming around or doing stupid pool tricks, you’ve been laying out on your pool lounger for the past 45 minutes. Just sun tanning and reading your little books and magazines.

Quite frankly? I want to splash around in the water with my girlfriend.