She's The One

Chapter 2

HANNAH'S POV :

I scoffed down my breakfast, and I threw all our luggage in the back of my rangerover. I headed back inside, hoping Christine was ready to go.

"Oh great, you are ready!" I sighed in relief.

"I am always ready," she said sarcastically.

"Hah! Yeah, always huh?" I smirked at her. "Now hurry up or else were going to miss the plane!"

I packed up the last of our suitcases and put them in the massive boot of our car.

I went and got my hand bag, and following Christine out the door, I locked our large house, in Manchester. My parents bought us the house because we weren't old enough to live on our own. Our families were both rich, my mum and dad run a well-known theme park, and Christine's parents own a restaurant.

I hopped in the drivers seat and headed off to the airport.

The car ride was essentially me going on about how we are going to meet One Direction! The biggest boy-band in the world!

"I don't see what the big fuss is all about, they are just five gay guys!"

I glared at her.

" You will regret saying that!" I said angrily to her.

"Oh, I'm sure I will," she said trying to annoy me even more.

We had arrived at the airport, checked in, went through customs, and had about twenty minutes to spare, until we boarded the plane, so we decided to get a coffee.

"People boarding Air UK Flight 452, please go to gate 15" we heard the static voice over the intercom.

We made our way to gate 15 they let us through and onto the plane. We went towards to the front of the plane, since we had booked first class.

The plane took off, and I went straight to sleep.

CHRISTINE'S POV:

I CANNOT sleep on planes. It's just impossible. We still have a wee while we have been in this plane for an hour and a half already. I decided to go to the toilet and freshen up to kill time. I splashed my face with cool water, getting the sleep out of my eyes. Exiting the tiny cubicle, I went back to where I was seated. Time passed. I looked out the window, every now and then the air hostess would offer me a drink or snack. Hannah was asleep, so I ate all of hers.

Finally, we only had half an hour left on this wretched plane. I decided to wake up Hannah. I walked over to her seat. Seeing as we were in first class, we had a heap of room.

"Hannah, wake up! were almost in London!"

"Wow! Did I really sleep for that long?" she said, still half asleep. "Did you sleep at all?" she asked.

"No," I grumbled.

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