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Chapter Thirty Nine - Dramatic

The night we found out the boys got number one was one of the best nights of our lives. I've never seen six people be this happy over anything before.

We've two days left of the tour now. From Belfast we went to Glasgow and Edinburgh, then down through a couple of stops in England and finally we're in Wales.

Cardiff to be exact. The show isn't until tomorrow night and then it's off to Swansea for the last night the day after.

Everyone's exhausted and we're all definitely getting on each other's nerves.

Dan has been getting increasingly more irritated at me by the day, although you think he'd be used to this after living with me for so long.

I've fallen out with Will at least five times and I'm currently not speaking to Woody at all for drying himself after a shower with my Blink-182 t shirt.

Silly, I know. But this is what happens when you're in such close quarters with people for an extended period of time.

Kyle is probably the only person I haven't flipped out at, or vice versa , probably only because he's too funny for me to be annoyed at him for long.

Dan has been sitting writing lyrics in the lounge area all morning. All I want to do is go out and explore.

"Dan, what is the point of being in places you've never been before if you're just going to sit on the bus all day!" I half shout at him. This is at least the fifth time I've asked him this today.

"Emily I have to get this done. I'll go out with you later, but can you just leave me alone for now?" I can hear the frustration in his voice.

I don't know if it's directed at me or if it's just because he's struggling with writing but either way it pisses me off.

"Right, fuck this. Have fun with your lyrics Dan because they'll be the only company you have for the rest of this tour!" I grab his denim jacket and storm off the bus, slamming the door shut behind me.

That was probably a bit dramatic.

I pull the jacket on and take a look around. We're in a large car park a few minutes walk from the venue. I take my phone out of my pocket and Google the area.

Apparently there's a Starbucks not far from here and my god, do I need a coffee. So off I go.

After 25 minutes of being lost and walking in what feels like circles, I finally stumble across the Starbucks and make my way inside.

I order myself a mocha and look around for a free seat. That's when I spot Kyle on a sofa by the window.

"Oi" I wander over to him and sit next to him.

"Oh hey!" he smiles "Where's Dan?"

"Ugh" I groan and roll my eyes. "He's being a little brat and doesn't want to do anything except write"

Kyle laughs and rolls his eyes at me. "You two are going to end up killing each other"

"We've been living together for years though so I don't really understand why there's all this tension!" I sip at my coffee.

"It's because you can't escape from each other. He's driving me mad too, so I wouldn't worry about it too much" he laughs.

Kyle slams his cup down on the table. "Right, let's go and do something fun!" He exclaims.

"Like what?"

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and does a quick google search. "If we call a cab we can go to this indoor trampoline place!" its impossible to miss the excitement in his voice. How can I possibly say no, he looks like a 5 year old whos just been told they're going to Disneyland.

We gather up our things and head outside to wait on a taxi.

Twenty minutes later and here we are at the place. It's pretty empty. There are a few parents sitting in the café area watching their kids on the trampoline.

We hand our shoes in at reception and make our way to the trampolines at the back of the large hall. Kyle jumps up onto the trampoline and looks like hes having the time of his life bouncing away.

I clumsily pull myself up to join him.

He grabs a hold of my hands and we goof around for a good half an hour before I collapse onto the trampoline. "Kyle I give up! I'm exhausted" I pant heavily.

He flings himself down beside me, causing me to bounce half way across the trampoline.

"Kyle!" I shreik.

He starts laughing and shuffles over beside me. "How can you be tired?" he asks.

"How can you not be? You have the energy of one of those duracell bunnies!"

"I just have fun with you that's all" he laughs and puts his arm around my shoulders, so I cuddle into him.

We just lie there talking for a while, but then he does something that I'm definitely not expecting.

He kisses me.