Next Door Neighbours // RoadTrip

33.All Night

As it's only a couple days till the guys tour they're in the studio. We decided to come along.

"Guys that's good so far but you need to make it more energetic. You lose it, they all lose it. You don't want that."

It's pretty cool to actually watch and see what happens fully during preparation. You really see how much they put into it to make it perfect.

"Anyone wanna join in?"

"Harri can... She's a good singer... Sorry amazing..."

I shake my head. "I'm really not."

"Come on Harri..." The guys were all now trying to convince me, but I didn't want to. "Alright guys. If Harriet doesn't want to she doesn't have to."
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The rehearsals went well, the guys were seriously exhausted, and all pretty much went bed as soon as they got back.

Andy was still up so I was sat in his bunk with him. "We've never heard you sing.."

"Yeah... There's a reason for that... I..." I'm half way through speaking when Blair comes in and started chanting

"I REALLY HURT MY KNEES!" And leaves again. It works because most of the guys wake up.

"What the hell was that?" Mikey asks with slightly opened eyes.

"It was Blair." Andy tells him.

"Blair!"

"Now you know how I feel!" Blair shouts back from the other room.

"Anyway... As I was saying... I sound like a dying whale that's why..."

"I'm sure you don't."

"She doesn't..." Laura speaks up.

"No one asked you." She sits up and looks at me. "Bitch."

And lies back down again. "You asked for that."

"Shut up Fowler..." And I elbow him. "Ow. Meanie."

"What is up with you today Harriet? You on your period or something?"

I honestly have no idea where this has come from.

"Now everyone suddenly wakes up... Not when Blair's singing that stupid song you made up about 12 years ago. But when I'm being a bitch..."

"So you admit it?" I sit up and look over the bunk at Brook. "Shut up Gibson... No one was talking to you."

That one's a natural reaction. As you are well aware now.. I have a mutual hatred with Brooklyn.

"Excuse me? That song is a classic..."

"It really isn't."

"Come on Rob why don't you just sing for us?" I look at Rye. "Rob?"

I've been named many things, Rob is not one of them. "That's a new one... And no I'm not singing..."

"Come on..." Half of them whine and I roll my eyes. "This is peer pressure this... So no..."

Why are they so insistent that I sing?

"Okay... We'll stop..."

"Thank you... Now why don't you all go back to sleep..."

"So you and Andy can have a moment?"

"One more word out of you Gibson and I'm shaving your hair off in your sleep. So shut up..."

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Everyone goes back to sleep... eventually...

And me and Andy were just asking random questions. "Name a song that you relates to everything that's happened..."

I know one that sums everything perfectly. "The Vamps All Night."

"Why that one?"

"You know... Sometimes I still think being here with you guys is just a dream and I'm gonna wake up and none of it ever happened."

I also quote parts like:

'The past is the past, today's today. There's things I can't control.' - The whole Mikey situation.

Also.. 'I've been waiting for you way too long, come and take me home.. I'm praying this ain't all a dream.' - I mean.. 2 and a half years..

"Fair enough." All he says followed by a smile. "Is that it?"

"What? You want more?" He smirks and raises his eyebrow. "No. PDA is off limits so please don't go any further..."

"I thought you were asleep Brook."

This guy needs a slap. Brook not Andy.

"You thought wrong... Now as I don't try to vomit at your song quoting... If you wanna do anything please leave through that door..."

He's getting a slap in the face.

I get up and off the bunk bed and hit him several times with a pillow.  "Shut up."

"Ooh..."

Followed by another hit. "Ow! Okay. Okay I surrender."

"Good. Now Fowler is the offer still open?"

"Yes it is." I've never seen him move faster. "Jesus Christ Fovvs if you left that bunk any quicker you'd be flying off it."

Andy rolls his eyes, well that saves me the trouble. "Have fun.." he says in a sing song voice.

He's pushing his luck now.

"Shut up Brook."

"Alright Dad..."

We're now apparently the parents of the group. Eventhough Rye's older than me, so technically Randy are the parents of the group.

And..  Andy is just as immature as the rest of them, so I don't understand how he's the dad.

Even if he is the oldest...

Anywayy...
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