Chapter 11

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Khloes point of view
At the fair me we all get out the mini van and head to get wrist band so we do that and once in me and call first go on a ride like the tango ice blast in black pool and I was so scared I held is hand and tia got on with mike so I held her hand too and then it shot up into the air and if wasn't that bad it was fun and I eneded up laughing and smiling and then once that finishes we go on a ride like the Pepsi max and I hold cals hand and I end up screaming but I was fun and me and cal got pictures on that one so we got off to see them and I looked ok so I brought one and so did cal I a smile at that and then we go on a bunch of other riders like that and then cause it was night time now An we have been here for hours we go on the last thing witch happens to be the Ferris wheel I start to get cold as usual I didn't bring a jacket but my loving boyfriend Lent me his jacket I smile An then we get in the ride and he pulls me close to him so my head is resting in his arms and I get my phone out and snap a pic and post it on twitter and insta and tag him in it and then I curl into him as we just go up and then we stop At the top and watch the view and it was nice and romantic and then we slowly start going down and once we get down we get of the ride and then we find the others and we go back to the car and then we went back to Andys and it was like 11 pm rn I say Andy can Calum mike and tia stay he said sure I have like a double king size bed so we can fit in that or I can pull  out the double bed I say mike and tia what do ye wanna do share the double king sized bed or do you want me to pull out the double bed they just said share my big bed I say ok and go into the bathroom and throw on cals shirt with leggings

I brush my teeth then I wash my face and dry it then I go into my room to find mike and tia cuddling tia was in the same thing as me but with mikes top and cal on our side I climb in and hug cal An he instantly wraps his arms around my waist and s...

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I brush my teeth then I wash my face and dry it then I go into my room to find mike and tia cuddling tia was in the same thing as me but with mikes top and cal on our side I climb in and hug cal An he instantly wraps his arms around my waist and sings me to sleep he sings a team by Ed Sheehan
White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line
And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
For angels to die
And I fall into a peaceful slumber

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