An- I am SO sorry for the lack of Blake imagines lately, I'll try to catch up but I have a g imagine requested next so... I'll try my best sorry x
Written - 31/07/18
"Y:n!!!! Get upppp", I'm woken by a shout and a squeal.
I groan, covering my eyes with my arms as my curtains are rudely snatched open.
"Lia (if you have a sister put her name here, but I used a name bc not everyone has siblings x) get out", I groan, but my 12 year old sister refuses.
"No you have to get up NOW", she shouts, and it's way too early for the loud noises emitting her tiny body.
"Lia, I love you, but get out before I kill you", as I say this I open my eyes and find my small sister standing beside my bed, looking as if she will burst into tears at any second, immediately my tone changes.
"Lia, what's the matter?", I coo, throwing the duvet off me so I can get up to hug her. I don't make it to her though, before she moves back, shaking her head.
"You promised", she cried, tears flooding her rosy cheeks, "I hate you, you promised me and now we will miss it"
Confusion takes over my groggy mind at her teary words, "miss what? Lia I'm so confused"
"You don't even remember", she accuses crying more and more, "I can't believe you! You promised me weeks ago and you forgot!"
"Lia!", I demand, "please remind me, you know how easily I forget things"
"The meet and greet is today", she tells me sadly, shaking her head, "and the train is in", she pauses to check her iPod, "fifteen minutes. We'll never make it"
As soon as she says it, it all clicks in my mind, "shit!", I curse loudly, "we'll make it baby, I promise", and I'm already running around the room. Throwing on a random band tee, ripped skinny jeans, a bandana in my unbrushed hair and some random trainers, not even caring what I look like.
Luckily Lia is already ready, and probably has been for the past two hours, knowing her excitement.
I grab my purse, phone and Lias hand and run out the door, dragging her behind me as I sprint the kilometre to the train station.
Lia grows more and more hysterical as we run, anxious that we won't make it. I tell her to be quiet and just run because she is wasting her breath, but she is so worried she can't stop updating me on the time.
We are both panting and out of breath by the time we reach the station but we don't stop running as we launch inside the door, pushing throw the people waiting for various trains.
"The train to London will be departing shortly", a tinny voice announces over a speaker as we continue to sprint to the train that is waiting.
"We'll just have to buy tickets once we are on", I think desperately wishing with all might we make this train because I know how much it means to my sister and I feel immensely guilty for making us late.
We make it on, me pushing Lia on and then hopping on, seconds before the door closes.
Lia is panting heavily, tears threatening to fall again, from worry or happiness, I can't tell.
"Lia I am so sor-", I don't finish my apology before she has thrown her arms around me.
"Thank you", she says, her voice muffled and a sob choking her at the end.
I run my hand down her back, "it's okay baby. Now come on, we need to buy tickets"
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The train journey to London is spent with Lia asking me hundreds of questions about a band I know nothing about.
"I don't know Lee", I say as she asks once again who is my favourite member.
"Just choose!", she insists.
