That Clifford Kid (Luke Hemmings Sister)

3.8

We was at the airport, waiting for the boys to get on the plane to leave for London to play Wembley Stadium and a few other shows as well. Honestly, we was all excited. I mean, they was playing Wembley Stadium and this time One Direction WASNT headlining the show and the boys opened it. This was their show that their fans paid to see the boys play.

I was hugging Michael while everyone else was sitting on their phone or catching up on sleep.

"I'm gonna miss you." I sighed.

"Babe. Its just for a month." He laughed.

"I don't care." I said sassily.

"Flight 182 to London is now boarding."

Don't cry. Don't Cry. Damn it im crying.

He wrapped his arms my weeping body.

"Its going to be okay." He sighed, "I have to go babygirl." He kissed my lips before walking to the plane door, looking back at me and blowing a kiss. He walked in the doors and they shut behind him, sealing the boys off from me and me from them.

"God this sucks." I groaned, looking at the plane that had just gotten into the air. We all started walked toward the exit.

"Ben? Jack?" I asked the two oldest Hemmings.

"Yeah?" They mumbled, obviously saddened by their brothers departure.

"If I got tickets to Wembley, would you two go with me? You and I know she won't let me go on my own."

"Hell to the yes." Jack shouted earning glares from bystanders. I quickly apologized to the people before grabbing Ben and Jacks arms, pulling them out of the airport.

We arrived home about 45 minutes later and was now sitting in my room searching for tickets to Wembley on my laptop.

"Here are some floor seats for $598. That's he cheapest they have. I figure if we each buy our own tickets and our own plane tickets, we can go." Jack smiled. I nodded, agreeing then looking to Ben. He gave a thumbs up.

"I'll purchase them off of my credit card then you two can give me the money back." I grabbed my wallet, pulling my debit card out. Once the tickets was purchased we went found a website for airline tickets. We found three of those and purchased those too.

Once everything was done, they gave me the money back and we went to the library to have everything printed off.

Only 17 days until we see those losers again.
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Nothing really happened between those two weeks and three days other than Mikey's usual FaceTime calls, their stupid Instgram posts (stupid notifications), tweets and phone calls from all the boys.

"Are you sure you have everything?" Mum sighed.

"Positive." I nodded happily.

Mum and dad hugged us all once again before shooing us off, telling us we was going to be late for the flight.

"7 hours till we are in Wembley arena!" I laughed earning pats on the head from my two brothers.

"Strange little child."

"Hey! I'm 17 you jackass. Get it? Cause your names Jack and I- never mind." I gave up. It was clear that it was going over their heads.
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"Pandora?" I felt someone slightly shake my shoulder, "We're here. You need to get up."

I groaned, opening my eyes slowly.

"Holy shit. We're in London about to go to Wembley stadium." I cried out in joy.

Ben laughed before pulling me to luggage claim to get everything.

"Holy." I heard someone gasp behind us.

"H-h-Hemmings." She stuttered to her friend, who looked star stuck as well.

"Holy shit! You're Jack and Ben and Pandora Rose." She exclaimed, attention being drawn toward us.

"Yeah." I smiled awkwardly, "Please don't post anywhere that you saw us. We're surprising the boys."

They nodded, "I'm Missy and this is Jessy. Can we have photos?"

Ben and Jack nodded before taking photos with them, me taking the photos.

"It was nice meeting-"

"We want photos with you too silly." They laughed, like it was it most obvious thing in the world.

"Well okay." I stood next to them as Jack snapped a photo before they hugged me.

"You can post those but wait a few hours!" I said to her, "make sure you tag me and I'll try to follow you." I smiled at her, making her basically squeal with happiness.

Alright. Time to get to the hotel and find Wembley then get to my boys.