Kelli's POV
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(this is annoying as hell in the mornings)
I groan, slamming the snooze button on my alarm clock down, before glancing at the time.
5 fucking AM!
No one is suppose to be up this early.
I roll out of bed, unplugging my alarm clock for good measure.
After showering, then drying my hair, I decide that a messy bun is appropriate for such a lazy morning. The only makeup I apply is light concealer and foundation.
I choose grey sweat pants and a slightly large, plain black T-shirt with a grey jacket to wrap around me.
After slipping on my tennis shoes, I text Maddie, letting her know I'm ready.
I grab my suitcase and dash out the door, locking it behind me.
The boys have a sound check at eight and the plane ride to New York takes two hours. (idk if it actually does, bare with me here.)
I mean, who the in their right minds is up this early on break?!
I'm pulled out of my complaining thoughts when a sleek, black limousine pulls up on the curb of my driveway.
I hesitantly walk up to it, but Rosie shoots out the door, tackling me into a hug.
"I can't beleive we are going to New York! With One Direction! Oh my gosh!" she squeals.
Did I mention she's a morning person?
"Yep, I love waking up at five in the morning on one of the first days over Christmas break!" I say, sarcasm lacing through my tone, while I slide into the limo, Rose following in suit.
"Shut up!" she says rolling her eyes as the limo speeds down the road.
"Where's Maddie?" I ask, noticing that my other best friend was no where to be seen.
"She spent the night with Niall last night..." Rosie says, giggling a little.
Sounds like Maddie...
"Of course she did." I mumble laughing lightly under my breath, pulling my headphones out of my bag while Rose pulls out her phone.
It is a forty-five minute drive to the airport, might as well catch some shut eye...
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After about five minutes of Rose shaking me awake, I see that we finally made it to the airport.
Before we can jump out of the limo, the driver turns around, "Be sure to keep your head down and don't draw attention to yourselves unless you wanna be all over the tabloids magazines tomorrow." He says curtly nodding at us.
"Go to gate 27 and wait for the plane to start boarding. The boys should meet up with you then." He finishes as I thank him and open the door, grabbing my suitcase.
"Good thing I brought these then," I mutter pulling my sunglasses out of my bag and slipping them on.
"Will you relax?" Rosie taunts as we arrive at the front entrance of the airport.
"No! Because if my mom sees any pictures of me and these boys together, I will be grounded until the day I die." I whisper to her frantically.
"Whatever, he said gate 27 right?" She asks, as the door closes behind us.
"Yeah. Is Danny meeting us here or what?" I ask, looking around the mainly deserted baggage claim area.
"No, his flight leaves later today. His Aunt lives in New York. He's spending Christmas with her, but he'll meet us on New Year's unless plans change." Rose explains, slightly motioning in the direction we need to go.
As we slowly make our way to gate 27, I start to notice how crowded the airport has become.
But not with passengers, but with fans. And worse, reporters...
"Oh no..." I mutter annoyed, keeping my eyes away from the group of teenage girls that are being held back by few security guards.
"Are you on the flight m'am?" A lady asks Rose as we are pulled to the side.
"Yes m'am. Here's our tickets." Rose says quickly pulling out our tickets and handing them to the red head.
"Ok, your flight will be boarding in a moment. Wait here." She says, swiftly running over to her desk to finish up whatever she was doing before.
I sigh softly as I shift on my feet lightly, waiting for our flight number to be called.
"Flight 462 to New York, now ready for boarding." A monotone voice announced over the intercom a seconds later.
As soon as the flight number was called, the girls lined up out side the gate began to scream and cry histerically.
I'm not judging because that was me. Heck that still is me...
"Come on love," I hear a voice call out from behind me, while an arm slips around my shoulders.
I smile smugly as I turn to look at Harry. He has his hair tied back in his signature man bun. (it's fucking hot tbh)
His attire consists of black, athletic shorts, and a grey hoodie, while sunglasses cover his emerald eyes.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He says in my ear, kissing my forhead lightly, "let's go." He says gripping my hand in his leading me onto the plane.
I could feel all of the dirty looks I was getting from the fans, and I could just picture the headlines now.
"Harry Styles seen with mystery girl while leaving Houston airport!"
"Hey," Harry says as we get onto the plane. "Don't mind them." He says, pulling me into a seat while he puts my suitcase into one of the overhead compartments.
"Kelli! When we get to New York, I'm so taking you shopping!" I hear Maddie squeal with Niall trailing behind her.
"Ugh! Fine." I say laughing as she and Niall sit in the two seats in front of us.
As I turn around I notice that the plane isn't entirely full, only a few people are really on here.
Perfect sleeping conditions.
I catch a quick glimpse of Rose and Liam snuggled up to each other a few seats away from us.
"Are you tired?" Harry asks suddenly, handing me a pillow.
Thank god!
"Wake me when we get to the Big Apple." I mumble before cuddling up next to Harry and falling asleep.
Night everyone. xx
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Once in a Lifetime (EDITING)
General FictionGuess who got grounded on the night of the last One Direction concert? This loser. ((This was my first story so obviously it's going to have some grammar and spelling errors, well most likely. So just be ready, plus the casting is extremely out date...
