Luck

Chapter 3

Thursday has finally arrived and if I'm honest, I'm nervous. I mean I'm going to be on the road, all around the world? I'm guessing that anyway with a boy band that i've never heard of. Who wouldn't be nervous? 

Its 6am and I hear Trisha beep her horn outside of my house, I turn to my mother to say goodbye. Her expression makes me want to stay and not to leave her because if I'm not here then she is going to have to work extra hours and my brother will have to be alone for a few hours. The thought of that makes me worry even more. "I'm going to miss you Allie, So much and I wish you had a phone so you could call us every day but we don't have the money and I'm so so sorry for that and I'm sorry that I'm not a good enough mother for you because I'm supposed to be feeding you but instead your going out working hours feeding us I'm so so sorry al I'm going to miss you, i cant believe you're going now" my mother cried. God i hate this, leaving her behind. "Mum don't you ever think that you aren't good enough for me because you are wrong, you are the most wonderful mother I could ever ask for, I wouldn't have it any other way, Without you here what would I do? I wouldn't be doing something I love would I? you were the one who encouraged me to do all of this, I love you so much for it and I'm going to miss you so much too" I cried with her, we both hugged each other tight for a while but Trisha's horn beeped again telling me to hurry up "Bye Allie, I love you" my mother sobbed " i love you too" I say walking out of the door waving goodbye to my mother who I won't be seeing for over twelve months.

I walk over to Trisha's car and put my bags into the boot and hop in the front seat next to her. "Change of plan were meeting them at the airport instead of the studio" Trisha started. "Okay" I smiled nervously. "Don't be nervous al, You are the best hairdresser i know" Trisha complimented me "I'm sixteen, working for a band who is probably a lot older than me" i huffed "but thanks for the compliment, it boosts my confidence up" i thank her "actually Luke, the youngest is seventeen" she winked "so? doesn't mean that he's going to like me who likes someone like me" i snorted "oh  come on don't you see it? when boys come into the salon with their mothers or girlfriends even sisters they all look you up and down, i've seen it, we all see it apart from you" trisha protested "they were probably staring at how weird i am" i giggle trying to light up the mood even though i was nervous as hell "no Hun, you are gorgeous okay?" she said  "ha okay" i agreed sarcastically. "If you are into older guys then their is calum who plays bass guitar and he also sings" she double winked "hmm" i hum "Or there is Michael and ashton who are 18 and 19, ashton plays the drums so you know he is good with his hands" she nudges me while trying to keep an eye on the road "Oh my god trish stop I'm just going to be their hair stylist and that's it not some fuck buddy" i giggle "we will see about that, i bet the next time i see you, you will have fallen for one of them" she laughs "no" i squeaked making Trisha giggle again. 

after forty five minutes of driving we finally arrive to the airport and my nerves start to kick in, bad. "Trisha i think I'm going to be sick" i shout getting out of the car " don't be sick, you'll have bad breath" she jokes "I'm not joking around" i groaned "come on" trish says taking my arm and pulling me to the boot to get my bags "here you go" she smiled giving me my bags and closed the boot of the car. We walk to the entrance of the air port and I'm taken back on how big it is inside i look up to see glass ceiling so you could see the airplane fly away. "that's them over there" Trisha whispered pointing to a group of boys surrounded by a few broad men. 

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