Hurray For Holidays (One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter One

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(Ellie's P.O.V)

 Ugh. Who really likes flights in the middle of the night?!

And I'll say it again, ugh. Well, on the other hand I suppose it is kind of thrilling, kind of exciting getting up at this time, especially if it's to go on an amazing holiday.

I sighed sleepily, as I cast my eyes out of the taxi window,  and I've got to admit, it's surprisingly stunning at this time of night.

The glimmering stars lit up the entire velvet dark sky; the streetlamps glowing softly onto the pavement whilst fireflies swam around it, basking in the light; drew drop fields shimmering as the cabs light reflected onto it, lighting up the entire field; it was simply gorgeous.

My bright green eyes were soon pulled away from the breath-taking views, as my eyes seemed to flutter shut, and heard absolutely no noise at all. For once, it was completely serene.

I was soon awoken by a slight vibrating in my pocket, and I groaned inwardly. Seriously, who on earth would be texting me at this time? Aliens? 

I pulled out my phone and groaned again as the light off my phone beamed into my eyes.

As soon as I saw who it was, I smiled mischievously to myself as I read the text with a huge grin across my face. No aliens, disappointingly. 

Of course, it was Abby. She's the only one insane enough to get up at this time to wish good luck with the flight and see me soon.

She knew how I'm a bit travel sick, well of course she did, she knew everything about me.

Oh, she's my best friend by the way, we have been since we was about 3, as our family's were close. She also told not to steal all the hot boys until she arrived.

This girl can never stop me from smiling. She also wished the plane crashed on the way there. Lovely. Thanks for the support. 

 Oh, did I mention Abby was coming 4 days later, as she had some personal family commitments at the moment, so she was meeting us there a few days after.

"Ellie. Get out the car now and get your suitcase ‘cause I 'ain't." My idiotic sister Bexie, whined to me coolly.

"Calm down, I'm coming god’s sake." I replied just as annoyingly, frustrated with my highly irritating sister.

Sorry let me enlighten you, most people love their sisters, protect each other, have girly talks, go shopping together, ect, well get that image out of your head right now.

She's never acted like a sister to me, so why should I care about her?

Don't answer that, its rhetorical.

I don't hate it (or maybe I should say her), I 100% loathe her, seriously. Just thinking about Bexie makes me cringe, I actually despise her.

All the same, I flashed her a overly cheerful smile, partly because I couldn't be bothered with her pathetic tantrums this holiday, and mostly because it annoyed her.

She glared at me darkly, then moodily sauntered off, I swear if looks could kill. Lets just said I definitely wouldn't be going on holiday. 

I shoved my black iPhone in my pocket, grabbed my enormous suitcase and began pulling it along behind me.

Uggghh, I'm very, very, very tired. After going through security and what not, I dropped my suitcase at the drop off point, or whatever you call it, I’m really not paying attention.

Bexie sat in the far end of the waiting room where we were now seated and started scrolling through her BlackBerry, obnoxiously moaning about how completely, totally unfair the media was currently being to her idol, Justin Bieber.