One In A Million ~Ashton Irwin Fanfic~

0.9 Lana

3pm
The 5 of us finally arrive at the 3 day festival of all festivals.. I'm a bit pissed off at them all since we were meant to arrive 3 hours ago but there was bad traffic and the fact that all of them wanted to stock up on weed for the 3 day period. Also they're all high since they thought it'd be fun to start before we even got there.

So I'm driving. I'm a shit driver so if we die it's their faults.

"Guys you all need to be quiet now whilst I give the security guard our tickets." I suggest as most of them nod but Oliver's past out asleep. He must've had a hard hit.

As we get to the gates in the middle of the desert itself, there's three ticket booths all guarded by ticket people and security guards. We go up to the third one and I turn down the music and get all of our tickets ready "hey folks, welcome to Coachella can I see your tickets please?" The middle aged gentleman with the most sarcastic smile says "yea sure" I smile as I grab the tickets "here you go". "All righty then, you're all good to go!" He says in an over exaggerated laugh. "Heyyyy!" Lola chimes up jumping from the back seat to the front "Lola!" I squeal as the ticket man gives us a weird look "I'm so sorry she's just really excited" I exclaim as he just slowly nods "okay.. Have a good weekend." He shortly smiles as I step on the gas. These guys need to up their game if they don't want us to get caught by the cops.

As we get into Coachella there's already millions of people enjoying the festivities as well as flocking in with us. But the first thing we do is set up sleeping arrangements and since everyone else is stoned I'm going to have to decide. See this is how it works: every car that comes in has half an acre each to set up their plot. So we've brought 2 tents and since we have come in Harry's beige vw Camper van, there's also a fold out bed in that which we can use.
"So who's sleeping where?" I suggest slinging the two tent bags out of the car "I dunno" lols giggles as Gina does too "can Lola and I have the bed? Since we're the only couple?" Oliver asks coming down from his high "sure but no sex." I scorn as they look at each other and laugh hysterically. "Sureeeeeee" lola giggles as I role my eyes. I'm actually bored of them all getting high now. "Gina? Are you and Harry staying in a tent?" I ask her and sigh hoping she says yes so I get my own space "yep okay" she smiles as she looks over at Harry who's playing with his fingers. "Okay it's all settled then" I finally smile starting to put up the tents.

After an hour putting up both tents on my own since they all claimed they were hungry and wanted to 'partay', I grab my all access pass which grants me access to all arenas on the site, touch up my makeup a bit and brush my hair a bit more since the humidity is hella strong. I leave our site and lock the van and enter Coachella.

Here's where the fun begins.

Upon entering the massive festival the first thing I notice is the multiple signs pointing to the different venues and when you go up to each stage entrance it has a poster saying the artists playing at that venue and at what time.

But guess what? I can't even enjoy this fucking day because my so called best friends have abandoned me in the middle of a crowded festival. I don't want to be in a mosh pit on my own.

I'm just going to have to do what any independent woman would do at this time; find food.

I walk about half a mile across the huge layout of the widespread venues and check everything out.. There's multiple tattoo, henna and body paint stalls as well as food and jewellery stalls.

I find a small food stall that no ones really queuing up at and just order from there because cba with queues.

There's multiple tacos and burritos to choose from but I just pick 6 churros because I don't want to get food poisoning since this is just a Mexican market stall and the meat looks undercooked so no thank you.

Here I go again on my own.. I know your pain whitesnake. I've nearly ate my 6 churros and I'm still fucking alone. I'm supposed to be enjoying my first ever festival with my best friends but instead they're getting high and drunk somewhere and not even bothering with me. You don't know how pissed off I actually am.
I'm just going to stomp back to the van and blast the music, it'll be like being in the mosh pits right?

I start walking the extra mile to the van when someone grabs my wrist. As I turn around to see who it is my face drops.