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9: The Boys Are Back {Sadie}
It took 5 days for us to get tickets but after a whole lot of packing, a whole lot of complaining (mostly from Eliz), a whole lot of lies (to cover us in school for a week), and a whole lot of kissing and jet lags, we finally arrived in Bradford.
It was almost 7 in the evening. Nobody met us in the airport since nobody knows we were coming, except for the boys. Of course the boys couldn't come since you know big boy band superstars, but of course they sent us a limo to get us to our destination. Zayn decided that we all should stay at his house and not Tricia's house, I mean his own house. I was a little nervous because we will be alone in his house, Eliz doesn't count. But I immediately got over it. We were all pretty tired so nothing could possibly happen.
Surprisingly, Zayn's house wasn't like a big mansion like Louis'. It was a pretty decent looking house. I already liked it so I smiled at him which he returned with a smile of his own.
"Yeah, it's nice, can we get on with our lives?" said a jetlag zombie-like Eliz. I chuckled at her and headed inside the house. She walked passed both me and Zayn. She really is tired. Zayn intertwined his fingers with mine and I leaned on his shoulder as we headed inside.
"Where am I sleeping?" I asked him.
"Somewhere," he said, smile in his voice.
"Very funny," I muttered.
"I wasn't joking love," he said. I looked up, smiling at him.
Our moment was then interrupted.
"Can you guys hurry up?" Eliz yelled.
"Gosh and you were so eager to get us back together," I muttered.
"Yeah,yeah can we get some food?" she said.
"Can we?" I asked Zayn.
"Sure babes, airport food is bull," he said, taking his phone out.
"Can we get Chinese?" Eliz and I asked at the same time.
"Chinese it is."
We talked while waiting for the food to arrive.
"What are we doing tomorrow?" Eliz asked.
"I gotta go back home," I muttered.
"Me too love," Zayn said.
"Well I just left so it'll be weird to go home, I'll go with you Sadie," Eliz replied, sounding bored.
"When are we meeting the boys?" I asked.
"Oh my gosh, yes when?" Eliz asked, now fully attentive. Fangirl. "Oh my gosh I haven't seen them in forever," she continued.
"We can meet them tomorrow evening since Liam, Harry, and Niall are all in Spain and Lou I don't know," he explained.
"Okay," I said.
"You guys we should take a picture together, for instagram," Eliz said.
"You're exactly like Harry," Zayn chuckled.
"Really?" Eliz asked.
"Yeah, yeah hurry," I muttered.
"Okay, okay. Me and Sadie first, here Zayn," she said giving the phone to him. We took the picture then next was me and Zayn. He took my waist whilst I leaned toward him.
"Come on guys, that's all you can do," Eliz said, faking to be annoyed.
I blushed slightly and scolded her, "Eliz!"
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