Story Of My Life *1d and 5SOS*

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"Where are the tulips?" I put my hands against the window of the bus and look outside. I see lots of people, but no tulips, no cheese and nobody is wearing clogs.

After the shortest flight ever, lasting only one hour, we have arrived in Amsterdam. It's different than I expected, but beautiful. We are almost at the hotel.

"Juul, there are not tulips everywhere in Amsterdam. That's just a prejudice." Laughs Zayn. "What about the clogs?" I ask. "Not either." Laughs Niall, "And weed? I guess that was a prejudice too?" I ask. Harry laughs. "Nah, that's pretty true. You can get that anywhere here." He laughs.

"Amsterdam does look fat!" Calls out Michael. He bumps into Luke, who is sitting next to him. "Don't you think so Luke?" He asks. Luke nods weakly. "Yes... it's ok..." He mumbles, without really looking. I sigh; he's been like this all along. Just like Calum. Probably because of that thing with Mayke. We still haven't heard from her. And to be honest; I don't think we will.

"Boys! I have something cool!" Louis suddenly shouts. He stands up and walks forward. He grabs a box and walks down an aisle past us, while he... Handing out orange shirts?

"Because we're in the Netherlands. We are going to wear them at the concert. Juul and Wienowa you get one too!" I am handed out an orange shirt. It has black sleeves. There's a small black lion on the front, top left. When I turn it over, it says in black letters 'Malik 97'.

"Nice!" I shout. I put it on over my normal shirt. Ashton does the same. He grins. "What is it?" Laughs I. "Why are you grinning?" He shrugs. "Just..." He replies.

I want to keep asking, but Liam interrupts me. "I think that's our hotel." He points to a large building. "How do you know that?" I ask. "Look at all the girls." Sighs he. Liam is right; there are girls all around the hotel. Girls with One Direction shirts, with 5 seconds of summer shirts, girls with banners. "Woow..." I mutter. You never get used to it...

We stop in front of the hotel, where bodyguards are waiting. I notice that there are even barricades. The door is opened.

"Come on." A nice bodyguard stands in the opening. "One at a time please." Harry stands up first. As soon as he sets foot outside the bus, there is exuberant screaming. I take Ashton's hand.

One by one we go outside. Ashton and I are last. As soon as we get outside, hand in hand, the screaming gets worse. "Jashton! Oh my god!" I hear a girl scream. "You guys are so cute!" Shouts someone else. I smile, as I keep walking. Once we're inside, I breathe a sigh of relief. "Awesome this." Sighs Harry. "Definitely." Responds Louis.

"Hey! You guys must be One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer, from the screaming outside." An older man walks up to us. "I'm Paul, the manager here." He shakes hands with everyone. I look around a bit. My gaze falls on a Dutch word, the English translation of which is written underneath: 'reception'.

"Your bags are already in your rooms. Have a pleasant stay and good luck with the performances!" Says the man kindly. I smile weakly and then walk towards the lift.

"Juul?" Ashton takes my hand again. "Come to my room right now, I have something to show you." He grins. "Uhm... Okay." I laugh. I impatiently press the lift button again. "So what is it?" I ask. "Well..." Ashton laughs seriously. I give him a push.

Then the lift opens. I get in, Ashton follows me. "Say it!" I force. "You'll see for yourself." Is his reply. 

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