A winning SUMMER HOLIDAY. (One D FanFic)

Chapter Twelve.... The bus ride.

My eyes felt like they had weights on the end of the forcing them shut. I felt someone shaking me violently trying to get me up. I moaned to get them to stop but it didn’t work, they still shook me probably even more violently then the last time.

“Wake up you lazy shit.” I was a groggy man’s voice. Their voice was laced with sleep and was kind of husky. I knew who it was who woke me; I could tell that voice from anywhere.

“Go away James.” I snapped- I am not a morning person.

“No get up now. The mini bus is waiting to take us to the next hotel. Come on fatty.” He shook me harder and harder each time. I thought my brain would get damaged if he shook me any harder. I slapped his big hand off my arm and got up, now in a terrible mood.

“Fine I’m up you happy.” I practically yelled running into the shower to get freshened up. After my warm shower I was awake- still in a mood, but awake. I got into some clothes, which was my blue jack wills joggers and a white vest top; I put my wet hair into a pony tail.  I grabbed all the things I had used yesterday and stuffed them not very neatly into my suitcase. I grabbed everything I needed- including the shampoo form the hotel and went into the living room.

Everyone apart from George and Robin were there. Most of the gang were in joggers or ordinary clothes like jeans and a t-shirt. Robin finally came out after about 5 minutes of waiting, her wet hair up and her huge jumper covering her jogger shorts. She had her uggs on and grey socks hanging out of them. George had a plan Tee and a pair of jeans with his red Nikes. It was 5 in the morning and we were just about to take a 2 hour long drive to Metz for their next concert.

We all made our way to the lift-I was too tired to even try to complain. We signed out of the hotel and made our way to the mini buss. Outside was about 200 girls screaming and crying near 2 big red busses.

I really wanted to know how they could wake up at 5 in the morning come over to this hotel and scream their lungs off and not be at all tired?

We jumped into our mini bus which had about 12 seats and huge boot. We all jumped into the seats and slowly started our journey. We were all pretty knackered from the concert last night. It had ended at about 10 and we had got home at 11 at night. The boys were absolutely amazing; they were messing about running around like crazy. It was a great concert and I really don’t know how they can get up so early after doing that.

About 10 minutes of the journey I started to drift off to sleep, George was next to me fast asleep snoring.  Frankie was next to us, she was listening to her music also fast asleep. Most of the others were asleep too apart from Ruby and Robin who were chatting away at the front.

I was awoken about an hour later by George who slapped my across the face. Isn’t he so kind? He looked as bad as me. His bags under his eyes were a dark purple and his eyes were watery and blood shot like he had just yawned.

“Food.” He said sleep laced in his voice. I looked outside the window and noticed we were at a large car park with Mac Donald’s and a few other very posh looking cafes. There was also a sign for the toilets and a small games area. I climbed out of the mini bus and walked over to the entrance. I and the girls made our way to the girl’s toilets while the boys went to the gents. After emptying my bladder and washing my hands me and Charlotte went to the mini Tesco and brought ourselves some fruit.

 I then ran over to were Michael and Frankie were. They were buying a bacon sandwich and a sausage roll. I brought both and a cup of tea from the small bakery we were in. I had but all my food in a bag and started to walk back to the mini bus. Frankie and Michael can running up behind me with their own bag of food. Michael brought a sausage roll and some crisps and Frankie brought a bacon sandwich. We sat by the Mini bus eating our meals while we waited for the rest of the gang to come.