Chapter 10

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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR DARCY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" Yep that's the way I woke up. On a tour bus. With pancakes and bacon.

"Thanks guys. But it's 7:30 in the morning. I'm actually surprised Zayn is up. But, can I go back to sleep? That's my birthday wish."

"Sure. Happy birthday babe." Niall says kissing my forehead.

"Happy birthday baby girl." Dad says. They all say happy birthday and let me sleep.

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"Darcy. Wake up. It's almost 12:30." Niall shakes my leg.

"Alrightt..." I groan. Getting out of bed.

"Okay so... we have a surprise for you. And it's here right now." Dad says.

"What happened?"

Dad whistles and the present comes out.

"PERRIE!! JADE!! LEIGH-ANNE!! JESY!" Little Mix is a perfect present.

"And we also have a concert tonight. Little Mix is opening."

"No way?!" They nod. "Okay so we are at the O2 Arena lets have some fun." We walk into the arena running on the stage.

"Hey Darcy look at this!" Niall calls out. He has two mics in his hand and gives one to me.

He grabs his guitar and starts strumming my all time favorite song.

'Who You Love' by John Mayer and Katy Perry.

You love, who you love

Who you love

You love, who you love

Who you love

My girl's ain't the one that I saw coming

Sometimes I don't know which way to go

And I tried to run before

But I'm not running anymore

'Cause I've fought against it hard enough to know

that you love, who you love

Who you love

You love, who you love

Who you love

You love, who you love

Who you love

Oh, you can't make yourself stop dreaming

Who you're dreaming of

If it's who you love

Then it's who you love

My boy ain't the one that I saw coming

And some have said his heart's too hot to hold

And it takes a little time

But you should him when he shines

You never want to let that feeling go

When you love, who you love

Who you love

You love, who you love

Who you love

Yeah you love, who you love

Who you love

Oh, you can't make yourself stop dreaming

Who you're dreaming of

If it's who you left

Then it's who you left

Oh you love, who you love

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