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-amelia

So today was the day we're going back to birmingham. To say i'm nervous is an understatement. Even though he's on tour with his band 'the vamps' and has thousands of fans I hope he hasn't forgotten about me. It sounds selfish I know, but even though I was the one who left him I just hope he doesn't hate me for leaving him.

"Amelia honey, we're leaving for our flight soon"she softly says

"Okay, i'll be down soon"I weakly smile at her

"Listen, I know you're nervous to go back home but don't worry. You can always talk to the friends you've made here back home and you can talk it out with brad. Also, Luke is going to be picking us up from the airport"i smile at the thought of seeing my brother luke for the first time in atleast a year

The truth is, I didn't make any friends. it's not that people didn't like me, it's just when someone would talk to me i had a habit of snapping at them. I had a few 'acquaintances', people that I'd sit with but I won't particularly miss them

"Yeah, I guess so"I force a smile

"Okay, we're ready when you are"she smiles at me before walking out

I pick up my bag of clothes before walking out the door looking around my room one last time. I will miss this place, but i know my heart belongs, in Birmingham where the brown curly haired boy with chocolate brown eyes is.

We arrive at the airport to find hundreds even thousands of screaming girls stood at the entrance. How are we meant to get into the airport? I wonder which celebrity will be at the airport. Zac Efron? Dylan O'Brien? 5 Seconds Of Summer? All Time Low? Bea Miller? Any of them will be fine for me

"How are we meant to get inside?"my mum asks my stepdad stephen

"Erm, i think we have to go through the girls"he says looking around at all of the girls screaming with wide eyes

"You have got to be kidding me"I sigh, stupid girls

"Hello, erm is there anyway we could get inside without having to go through them girls?"stephen asks a bulky security guard

"Yes, i will guide you to the doors"
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Finally after an hour we get into the airport where all the shops are. I find a mac and decide to spend my money on some new make-up as its more expensive in the UK. As i'm about to walk inside the shop a tall figure comes crashing into me.

"Ouch"i mumble rubbing my head

"I'm so sorry, i wasn't looking where i was going"the boy said scratching the back of his neck before offering a hand to pull me up off the floor

"It's fine, don't worry"i smile at him

"You look really familiar"he says looking at me

"Really, erm"i look up to see that it's the drummer from brad's band 'the vamps'

Oh fuck. Why does the world decide to hate me right now?

"I'm tristan by the way, and you are?"

"Erm, kayla"i lie, if he thought i looked familiar and i told him my real name he would of put two and two together. then gone and told brad, which i didn't want to happen