Chapter Twenty Four

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The next morning we were in Portugal. The flight was good and the boys first Europe destination was Lisbon, Portugal. It was so sunny, even in early May. The boys would be playing at the Meo Arena and then two days after today we'd be in Madrid and they'd be playing at the Barclaycard Arena. It was crazy to think that I was allowed to be on this tour with them, travelling to all these places with my boyfriend and his weird band. Even though we weren't in each city for long, it was still amazingly mad.

The boys had to go to the dressing room and get ready by hair sylists and make up artists while I waited for them to come out. Then they had an hour until they had to go on stage. They had done sound check and it sounded so good! The arena was huge, I don't know how they have the confidance to go onto a massive stage like that and peform!

"Hii!" Michael made me jump as he came out of the dressing room, he was glowing brightly, his hair scruffy and his face flawless. He beamed a wide smile at me.

"Heya! You look goooood!" I said, smiling at him and giving him a wink.

"Why thank you! Powder on my face works I guess!" he laughed, bowing down gracefully in thanks. I laughed at my brother, being an idiot. But I loved him a lot. I didn't care that he wasn't actually related to me, just step, he meant so much more to me than a step-brother. He was one of my best friends, all the boys were. I was so happy I had met them.

"What?" Michael asked me as he noticed me smiling like a freak.

"Sorry! Thanks for introducing me to your boys, Mikey, I'm so happy I met them." I told him.

"Awwh! Shu'uup! I'm glad they met you! We're all like bestows and it's great!" he laughed as he cringed a little. I hated talking about feelings and shit. I'm just an awkward person, I guess.

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