✮ Road Trip Birthday ✮

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i even started writing this days before his actual birthday and it didnt even come out on his birthday - literally like 3 minutes after it turned NOT his brithday

fucking fuming.

oh well
HAPPY 31ST BIRTHDAY CONOR!!!

(i also have no idea where the rest of the band live - ik conor lives in Hackney in London tho - so its just gonna be southend)

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Y/N pov

"Southend is an absolute shit hole." Joe groaned as we walked along the street to try and find something, anything, for Conor's 31st.

"There's nothing to get him." I said as we walked out of the 5th shop we went in. "It's all just crap."

Then, Joe got a marvellous idea. "Hey, how about we drive down to him? Us seeing him is his birthday present." He suggested. "You have a big enough car?"

I sighed as we stopped walking before turning around and walking back into the direction of the car. "YES!" Joe yelled as he followed me.

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We got to Phil's house quickly, picking him up before going to Price's, getting him and finally getting Dom as we started driving down to Hackney.

He put on some random songs of the band, just singing along to the songs.

City Haunts came on.
"CITY HAUNTS BEEN HAUNTING ME!" Joe yelled as everyone else was silent.
"AH HA HA!" Everyone but Joe yelled.

It was a fun journey there, but we had to stop at every single service station because Price decided he should down a whole 2 litre bottle of Pepsi.

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We stood outside the bathrooms, just waiting for him. "This dumbass." Phil muttered. "He's queen, queen ideas this man has." Dom said with a smirk as he leaned against the wall.

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"OI, FUCKERS!" I yelled as I drove. "WELCOME TO LONDON!" I pointed at the sign. "WOOOOOO!" We all yelled.

A while later, we pulled up at Conor's house. He had no idea we were coming but Phil had made it certain that he was free, texting him most of the drive there.

We ran over to the door of his house, Price ringing the doorbell. "COMING!" Conor's voice yelled as footsteps got louder and louder.

The door opened to reveal the short man, his half brown, half blond and half pink mullet messy. We was wearing his 'Have a good time' jumper and some black trousers. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" We all yelled and he ran over and hugged us.

"THANK YOU!" He smiled, taking us inside his house. "You guys are the best." Conor smiled at us as he closed the door behind us.

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