Danny's P.O.V
When I awoke the next morning I realised we weren't moving and that we were in a new area. Also, BVB's and ATL's buses were parked outside too. Ah, we're in London. The first night of the tour is here, although it doesn't start till tomorrow night. We're just celebrating the start of, what I hope, will be a great tour.
I realise that I'm the only one awake. Well, you know what they say. There's a first for everything haha. Seriously though, what time is it?
11:46 am
It's not even early either. Too my advantage though, being the first one up, the bathroom is free. I walked over to my suitcase and grabbed my towel, wash things, a clean pair of undies, socks, and some board shorts, as they were really comfortable.
I turned the shower onto the right temperature and brushed my teeth while it warmed up. I attacked my mop of hair with what looked like Cam's brush, then stepped into the shower, letting the heat melt away my skin as I watched it turn red.
"Danny? Is that you?" someone said with a sleepy voice.
"Yeah, who is it? You sound like you're still asleep." I chuckled.
"Just me, Sam. How long you gonna be? I really need to piss."
"Well the door isn't locked, seen as no one was up and I have the curtain around me so you can come piss if you want."
"Cheers mate."
"No problem."
I washed my hair and body, and then just sat down, letter the water rinse down my back, washing away all the bad things in life. That's why I think showers were created. To wash away the pain, and the hurt from yesterday. And also cause it's like hot rain, which I'm pretty sure every kid (or people who still haven't grown up yet, like me) wants. To run around in the rain, but not get cold.
I could hear voices. That means more people are waking up from the dead. And more people are gonna wanna shower. I turned the water off, grabbed my towel and started to pat myself dry. I got out, , got dressed, and tamed my hair with Cam's brush again. I put my mucky clothes in the wash bin, my towel on the rack and just left my wash things in the bathroom, and entered the living room.
"Good evening everyone."
"It's only nearly one o'clock." James protested
"Yeah, exactly." I rolled my eyes and laughed as i headed to my case to get a t-shirt out.
I grabbed my phone and shouted
"I'm going to see Andy, see you later."
"Bye!" the ones who were awake replied.
A/N Hi, this is just a filler chapter to get things going a little bit. Next chapter will also be up tonight, but I didn't want the next chapter and this chapter together so, yeah. Sorry it's really short, but hey ho, next one is going to be longer.
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