Chapter 7

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  • Dedicated to Leslie Barnett
                                    

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"So why dosen't One Direction stay in the flats at the top of the hotel?" I asked Mollie.

"I have no idea you would think that out of the whole hotel they would get 1 of the 3 flats." She responded.

There were 3 flats at the top of the hotel. We asked to stay in them but they were only for celebrities or long term guests. They also said 1 was reserved.

I opened the door finding everyone but Cade evesdropping.

"Seriously guys?" I asked.

"I was going to tell the others anyways." Mollie said.

I walked into the other room and layed on the bed. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. New text from a blocked number.

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Hi.

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Who is this???

-Payton xx

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Jade.

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What do you want.

-Payton xx

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Just wanted to let you know that you might see me at the concert.

I'm going.

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"Of corse." I said.

"What?" Abbie asked.

"Jade's going." I said.

Jade has been my arch-enemy sence preschool when she glued my hand to the floor at nap time.

"So where's Cade." I asked.

"He said he was going to leave sence he couldn't go to the concert." Halsey said.

"But he would have said goodbye first. Oh well, whatever." I said.

Leslie looked at her phone.

"We have 30 minutes." she said.

"Well, I dont know what you guys are going to do but im ordering room service. I'm starving." I said.

"Order me some chips." Leslie said.

"I want an icecream." Halsey said.

"Get me a bag of crisps." Abbie said.

"What about you Mollie?" I asked.

"I don't want anything. My stomic hurts." Mollie responded.

"Probably butturflies from texting." I mumbled.

I grabed the phone.

"Hi, can I get an order of some crisps, a small order of chips, a strawberry icecream, and a chicken sandwich with a small apple juice?" I asked.

"Sure, what room?" She asked.

"3920 floor 3." I said.

"Okay that will be 30 pounds love." She said.

"Okay thanks." I said.

Within 10 minutes we had our food and we were done with it.

"Okay lets go to the concert." I said.

I grabbed my bag and the signs and headed to my car. We hopped in and were off to the concert.

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