"Can I come in?" Zayn's voice is heard from outside our tent the second day of the festival.
I groan and roll over, rubbing my eyes. "I don't like being woken up from my naps. What is it?"
"Are you decent?" he asks and I snort, stepping over Jake to unzip the tent for him as a way to invite him in.
"Yeah, like you've never seen me naked."
Zayn smirks as he steps into the tent and manages to squish himself between Jake and I. We're the only ones in the camping zone, since everyone insisted on going to see some indie band I didn't have the energy to watch. It's two in the afternoon now, but I know that I won't be able to function unless I get at least four more hours of sleep. Zayn apparently gave up on the idea to see the band.
"So what's up?" I ask and wait for him to lay down and open his right arm so I can cuddle up into him. When he does, I shuffle back down and place my face on his chest.
"Um, people I trying to get some sleep here. So if you'd keep it down...it would be dandy." Jake sleepily says and struggles to turn on the other side.
I roll my eyes before I motion for Zayn to continue.
"Okay so I have some good news for you." He starts, and looks at me with a cute smile.
"What surprise? Oh God."
"I know the person who organized the festival, and I heart that there might be a surprise guest tomorrow night to close the festival."
"Who is it?" I excitedly ask.
"Okay but promise you won't scream?"
"She better not." Jake mumbles.
"Come on, I promise. Just tell me, please?"
"It's Five Seconds Of Summer."
Before I even get a chance to react (because my heart drops in my pants), Jake sits up straight and starts yelling.
"YAAAAAASS OH MY GOOOOOD YAAAAS FUUUUCKINGGG YYYAAAAS!"
I detach myself from Zayn and join him into a giant tackle hug, since it's been our dream to see 5SOS live ever since we discovered them on YouTube. They've toured England before, but the tickets were always either sold out or I wasn't allowed to go.
I almost cry of happiness and don't even notice that I might be suffocating Zayn because I'm half laying over him, half over Jake.
"Are you sure? Why did they tell you?"
"I randomly bumped into her and we got to talking, so she told me because she knows my dad."
"Do you like...know them?"
Niall looks at me with a smirk. "The boys? Yeah I do."
"NO! Why haven't you told us?" Jake asks, shocked and looking dramatically betrayed.
"Because I didn't really...I don't know. Didn't seem like something I should've mentioned at the time."
"I almost always talk about them!" I whine. "Do you think you can get me backstage? Or is it too much to ask?"
Zayn shakes his head. "I'll see what I can do. In the mean time, how about we get some sleep until tonight? Arctic Monkeys are going to be on in like...five hours or so."
I smile. "Alright then."
I cuddle back into him and close my eyes, inhaling his amazing cologne.
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I really have no idea how it happens, but all I know is that I wake up the next day way past noon with a huge hangover in the boys' tent. Louis is sleeping next to me, snoring like a fucking tractor, and Harry is on his phone, scrolling through Instagram.
