𝐹𝐸𝐸𝐿𝑆 𝐿𝐼𝐾𝐸 𝑊𝐸 𝑂𝑁𝐿𝑌 𝐺𝑂 𝐵𝐴𝐶𝐾𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐷𝑆-𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥 𝑇𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟

Time goes by...So slowly

1 Night Left...

"You're collecting me from the airport right?" I asked as I held my phone between my ear and shoulder, my hands occupied as I straightened my hair ready for the day ahead.

"Of course yeah I'll be there, you land at 7pm right?" Luna's voice filled my ear as I faffed about with my hair.

"Yeah, Eleven hour journey and I'm getting on at 7:30 am so that should be about right yes." Thalia groaned from the bed behind me, Bre was in the bathroom cuddling the toilet (not literally, she was throwing up) perks of Miles' advice, drink water before you sleep to kill the hangover is what I did.

"What's that noise?" Luna giggled.

"A very hungover Thalia." I laughed back as I glanced at Thalia through the vanity mirror, her hair a mess and her dark wine coloured lipstick smudged down her chin.

"Right, I'll let you get to it, have a good day bub I'll see you tomorrow!" Luna called.

"Can't wait to see you bye!" I pulled my phone from my ear and hit end call.

Once I'd finished up with my hair I'd made the girls a coffee each and gave them a bottled water and some aspirins, letting them lie in for a little more before they got ready for our day out.

We'd planned to have a day out down the town and go and see a West end show before we had one last meal together.

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"Eleanor I've decided, I'm kidnapping you and putting you in my suitcase to come to London with us so then we don't have to part from you tomorrow." Nick clapped his hands together and rubbed them.

I laughed loudly at his remark and nudged my shoulder against his as we walked down the road, it was 2pm and the show started at 2:30, Matt kept whining that we were going to be late  now because "Alex's hair wouldn't cooperate" and we had to wait forever for him.

I was walking alongside Jamie and Nick, each of them arguing at who was ordering the drinks and who was ordering the popcorn and sweets, Matt, Breana and Thalia behind us and Miles and Alex at the back.

I prayed for myself today as I'd decided to wear heals, along with a tight black mini-skirt and a white, high-neck short sleeve top. The boys all dressed up in their trousers and button up shirts and the girls in their little dresses.

"Do they let you buy alcohol at the theatre Matt?" Miles called from the back.

"Turn left after two minutes." Matts GPS on his phone loudly spoke, causing us all to quickly share a look before blinking back to the pathway before us.

"I think you're only allowed one because they don't want anyone getting drunk and 'disrupting the show'" Breana called, craning her head over her shoulder to speak to him.

"Disrupting the show? I'd only join them on stage and make it better! pfftt." Miles scoffed, I huffed a quiet laugh at his attitude.

"You have arrived at your destination!"

"Right we're here!" Matt cheered, finally switching off his annoying GPS on his phone that kept interrupting every conversation we had.

The theatre was a grand place, a big board out the front advertising the Show "Wicked" we were here to see today.

We made our way up the stairs, an arm linked through mine and I glanced over to Breana whom grinned excitedly at me and squeezed me close to her.

"Hi, I've got a booking under the name Helders?" Matt spoke to the receptionist as we stood back in the middle of the entrance hall and just gazed around the place.