No Control-n.h

Chapter 23

JADES POV

I walk back to the kirb next to my suitcase and plonk myself down on it, burying my head in my hands.

Suddenly, I feel a tap on my shoulder.

"I take it you're too late," someone says.

I turn to see Sophie from the lounge smiling sympathetically at me.

I nod, feeling my tears drop onto my legs.

"You know what, come on," she says, pulling me up.

"What?" I ask, as she grabs my suitcase and takes me across the parking lot.

"I'll drive you after him," she insists, opening the car door to her mini.

She pushes me in the passenger seat, shutting the door after me and smiling triumphantly.

Once she starts up the car, we are down the motorway after the taxi just a few cars in front.

"You must really like this boy," she says pulling into a different lane.

"Yeah i do," I sigh, looking at my fingers.

Why am I in a car with a complete stranger??
I'm a fucking idiot.

"Don't worry, we'll get there," she assures me.

"Why are you doing this?" I ask, confused at how she's so nice and we just met.

"Because i'm lonely," she responds, jokingly.

"Well you're good at cheering me up," I smile, looking over to find the taxi pulling onto a different motorway.

"Up there," I direct as she's too busy singing along to the radio.

She follows the taxi and I feel my eyes shutting.

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We've been driving for over two hours and I can't wait to get out of this car.

"Where the hell is this boy going?" Sophie asks, getting frustrated.

"An X Factor audition," I explain.

"Serious?" she asks.

"Yup," I reply.

"We'd better get there fast then," she frets and just as she says it we arrive after the taxi at a stadium full of people.

"Were here," I gasp.

"yes we are," Sophie says, equally as amazed as I am.

I see Niall's taxi pull up outside the line of people and I pretty much dive out of Sophie's car when she pulls up, tripping over my shoelace.

I bend down to tie it as fast as I can only to lose Niall in the sea of people.

"Oh yeah of course I'd lose him," I groan, rushing towards the line only to be stopped by two security guards.

"Here to audition miss?" one asks.

"Uh no, I have to see my friend, he's auditioning and we came in separate cars," I explain, trying to push past him.

"Can I see your ID please?" he asks.

"What? Why? I have to see him excuse me please," I shout.

"Miss, your ID?" he orders, firmly.

"Here's mine," Sophie says, handing him her ID.

"Ok, go on through," he sighs, letting us past.

Thank god I have Sophie with me.

It's after twenty minutes of searching I notice a big mop of curly brown hair and I know instantly it belongs to Harry and race through people, getting shouts, curses and thrown around but I don't care, I need to get to them.