Author's note: SUP MAH HOME SKILLIN BISCUITS. I really don't know why I say these things sometimes ...... im a very strange person ...... okay leaving the obvious. So I'm here with Presley and we are blasting one direction throughout her whole house. I feel bad for her family. Anyways, I've decided to upload as soon as possible because Carly (who better be reading this) is being a pain in the ass and is making me write more. I love you Carls <3 so yeah, if you didn't realize this is maddy. Oh and I think Pres was a genious with writing the other half of chapter 7. Besides her gramatical errors which she knows drives me crazy. BYE NOW. #muchlove xx - Maddy <3
*this whole chapter will be in Dylan's point of view.*
"Time to wake up, honey ! You're going to miss your flight !" I wake up to hear my mother's voice screaming from downstairs. I groan and then slowly roll off the bed. A pair of sweat pants and a sweatshirt is what I'm wearing, simply because its a 14 hour flight. Apparently, my driver has my ticket so I don't even have to worry about it. Why did my mom get me a driver ? Everytime I ask her for one, her response is "Why do we need a driver when I can drive." I wonder what made her change her mind ...... whatever. I grab my bags and head downstairs to where my mom laid out some cinnamon and sugar toast with a banana. "Eat fast, birthday girl, you've got to get the move on." She says while kissing my forehead. I take a bite of the toast and we both head out the door. "The driver should be here any minute ! I will see you next week ! Love you, happy birthday Dylan !" She blows a kiss and then ducks into her honda. I wave back and as she drives away. A few minutes later the driver pulls up and comes out of the car to help me with the bags. He looked young, maybe about 20 years old ? I don't know, but he was kind of cute in a weird way. "Happy birthday Ms.Dylan." He says shining a huge smile at me. I'm guessing my mother told him it's my birthday. My 15th birthday and I'm spending it alone. On a plane. To Australia. Oh, joy.
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The airport was big and crowded. People were rushing everywhere, trying not to miss their flights. My driver is long gone and now I'm left alone here. What a great birthday ! Not. Thinking about going to Australia makes me miss the boys so much. Yes, even Nialler. I miss L's constant bossiness that was in a weird way, sweet. I miss Lou's randomness, how he can make everyone smile no matter how bad they feel at the moment. I miss Hazza's complaining and curly locks, but most of all, his loving and caring matter. I miss Zayn's badass vibe, and his outgoing self. Most of all, I miss Niall. The way his light blue eyes light up when he smiles, the way he eats no matter what, the way he sings, how he's not afraid to be himself and doesn't care what people think. And the way he looks at me. I just wish he didn't kiss me. Then I wouldn't have to ignore him, and he would be talking to me right now. Comforting me, because he knows I hate being by myself and sitting next to complete and total strangers. I just hope I don't get stuck with someone who falls asleep on my shoulder or drules on me. The only people that are allowed to do that to me are Zayn and Liam. *flight 287 to Australia is boarding now.* I hear over the loud speakers. "That's for me." I say quietly to myself. I grab my bags and head towards the boarding area, tell the attendent my name, because she has my ticket, show her my ID and then I walk onto the plane.
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Guess I like the way you smile with your eyes other guys see it but don't realize that it's m-my lovin'
There's somethin' about your laugh that it makes me wanna have to
There's nothin' funny so we laugh at n-no-nothin'
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