Helders' Sister- An Alex Turner fanfic

Chapter 8

"Ches? You awake? We're here now." My eyes opened slowly and I saw Matt staring down at me. After a 10 hour drive, we'd finally arrived at Worthy Farm, the day before the boys were going to perform. We got out all our luggage, and hauled it to the large tents we would have for the weekend, hidden away from everyone else, so the boys wouldn't get bothered. Me and Matt were in one, the rest of the boys in the other.
The tents were massive, giving us plenty of room to rest and all gather in one when we wanted to. All of us were tired, and even though it was 3pm, decided to sleep. I organised my area and climbed into the sleeping bag, falling asleep almost immediately.
I woke up a few hours later, and heard laughing from inside the tent. I sat up and opened the zip slightly, poking my head through the gap. "Look who's awoken." Matt said, chuckling. I must have still looked tired.
"Come out and join us, we're playing poker." Nick said. I climbed out and sat down next to Matt, resting my head against his arm, watching them play.
"How good are those cards?" I asked him.
"I can't tell ya, it'll give it away to the rest of em!" He chuckled.
"Oh, come on, mate, why not?" Jamie asked.
"Fuck off." Matt laughed.
I watched them play for the next hour, Jamie winning the amazing sum of a fiver, somehow. He seemed pretty happy about it, though. "Aight, I'm going out to watch The Fratellis, anyone joining me?" I said. I was a big fan of 2 of the main acts this year: The Fratellis and Amy Winehouse.
Nick and Alex both decided to join me, whilst Jamie and Matt stayed playing cards. I slipped on my leather knee high boots and skinny jeans, my nude crop top still on, and my black cowboy hat, which Alex had gifted me. I walked out after the boys, and found that Matt and Jamie had decided to join. Matt stared me up and down, "Fucking 'ell, sis. We're gonna be here, but watch your back with drunk people."
"Of course. Let's go! They're on 30 minutes."

We walked to the stage, and I heard the crowd singing along to the songs before, and joined in. The song ended, and we heard a voice speak from backstage. I recognised it straight away: Jon Fratelli, the lead singer.
"Hello, Glastonbury! We're a big fan of the band who's song is gonna play next. They're on tomorrow, but here's a treat for you." We all looked at each other puzzled. Then we heard Alex's voice blast out all around, "I said who's that girl there..." We stared at each other in shock, and stood there listening, unable to process this was happening. We saw people looking at us, recognising the boys, then turning back to the stage repeatedly. Then they walked on stage.
"Glastonbury, let's have a fucking awesome show!" Jon shouted, and they began to play Chelsea Dagger as I jumped up and down. After a few songs, Matt lifted me up onto his shoulders so I had a better view.
"Alright, Glastonbury! Who here's gonna watch Arctic Monkeys tomorrow?" The crowd cheered loudly, and I smiled down at the boys. Jon paused, as he heard some people shouting something.
"Really? They're in this crowd right now? With a girl? Fucking 'ell, lucky bastards..." I burst out laughing. "Guys if you're here, gimme a wave!" We were quite far back, but the cameras found us and Jon looked shocked.
"You lot, backstage after!" I screamed, making Matt jump. The cameras were still on us, and everyone laughed. They got back to playing, and we enjoyed the show, then heading backstage once the crowd had cleared down a bit. We were guided down a hall, and through a door. I knocked on it, and Jon answered.
"Arctic Monkeys? Lovely to see ya, come in." We walked in, and I sat down, hardly being able to contain myself. Matt put his hand on my leg to calm me down. Jon looked at me, then around at all of them. "So, how'd you guys manage to get a girl?" We all burst out laughing.
"I've been here all along. Francesca Helders, Matt's younger sister. Nice to meet ya." I shook his hand, and was giddy afterwards. He looked at me, puzzled. But Matt spoke for me. "She's a big fan of your music, don't worry." Jon nodded.

We all sat there talking for a couple of hours, before there was a knock on Jon's door. "Hey, The Fratellis in here?" A voice spoke. I nearly passed out. Amy Winehouse. The boys all looked at me.
"Fuck off... that's Amy Winehouse..." I took deep breaths to try and calm myself down, but nothing was working.
"Yeah." Jon answered.
"I heard Arctic Monkeys were in here a couple of hours back, are they still with you?"
"Uh, yeah, they're still here. Wanna come in?" Then the door opened and I saw her standing there. Her black hair trailing down her back, and just looking fucking awesome. I grabbed Matt's hand and held it tight. He passed me a glass of water as the room spun. I lent back in my chair and Matt moved closer, supporting me. I was in The Fratellis dressing room, Amy Winehouse just walked in, I was with my best friends, at Glastonbury.
"Is she ok?" Amy asked.
"Not really." Alex said. He was starstruck by her too. "She's a big fan of The Fratellis and you, I think it's a bit much." Amy walked in and sat down next to me. "Hi, you alright?" I nodded my head, and Matt passed me another glass of water. "Thanks, Matt."
She smiled at me, and said, "So, how do you know these boys?" I got the courage to speak, and replied, "I'm Matt's younger sister, only by 5 years though."
"Nice, nice. Been with the boys since the start, then?"
"Yeah, I was just outside that room when they got their first record deal."
"Sounds amazing! Do you wanna... get to know each other more? You seem like a really nice girl." I stared at her, mouth wide. "I-" I didn't know what to say. She laughed, and handed me her phone.
"Put your number and name in, and Matt's sister in brackets, just so I don't forget." Hands shaking, I typed in my number, and name (Francesca (Matt's Sister)), and handed her phone back to her.
"Thank you. See ya, good luck tomorrow boys." And she left the room, and I screamed, "I'm friends with fucking Amy Winehouse!" And fell off my chair, everyone laughing. What a day.