Alana's P.O.V
I wasn't sure what to pack exactly. I opened the doors to my closet. I would need some hoodies, obviously. I live for hoodies. I grabbed a few pairs of leggings and yoga pants. I wasn't sure if we'd be doing anything semi-formal or formal, so unpacked a few dresses just to be sure. My favorite one is my royal blue dress that came down to mid thigh and had one sleeve. It was gorgeous. I grabbed a lot of jeans and t-shirts and some nice shirts. I packed two pairs of uggs, a pair of combat boots, three pairs of vans, and two pairs of heels. Hi, my name is Alana and I'm addicted to shoes.
After I double checked everything, I heard my phone ding. I ran over to see I had five new messages. They were from the boys of course. They were just checking up on me and giving me their numbers. I sighed, I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come. I was very nervous of course. I was worried I would mess up. Or fall off stage. Or die of anxiety. I should stop with the sugar now.
I went to my dresser and grabbed a pair of PINK yoga shorts and a hot pink Nike sports bra. I walked into my bathroom. I plugged my iPhone into my iHome and turned on Pandora. I waited for the water to get warm before I stepped in. I massaged bubbles into my sore muscles. Showers are very relaxing. Ironically, One Direction started playing. I couldn't help but laugh. I can't believe I'm actually touring with them for a year. It's unbelievable. My mind drifted to other thoughts. Like Niall. I feel like we're moving too fast, but I can't help it. There's something different in him. He seems like he finds the good in everyone. And his eyes. They're perfect and hold so much truth. I can't wait for our date, whenever that may be. I don't know what it is about Niall, but I can't help but feel drawn to him. I shook the thoughts out of my head and finished my shower. I turned off the water and stepped out. I dried and dressed quickly. It was getting late. I had practice tomorrow and a plane to catch at 5. I need to rest.
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I woke up the next morning at 6:30. I slowly walked to my closet. I had packed most of my leos, so I settled for a sports bra and Nike Pros. I put on my Nike Free Runs and a hoodie and headed down stairs. I walked into the kitchen to see my dad drinking coffee. My mom, as usual, was already gone.
"I'm going to miss you so much daddy!" I exclaimed. I threw my arms around his shoulders. I can't help it, I'm a daddy's girl. He's been my best friend for forever.
He laughed, "I'm gonna miss you too Princess. Make sure you call me at least once a week. And if those boys give you trouble, tell them your daddy has guns and he'll use them." he flexed his muscles. I laughed and gave him another hug. I said goodbye, grabbed my keys, and left for the gym.
I walked over to the floor. Instead of practicing routines today, I figured I would practice dance elements to get ready for tour. I had to admit, I was a pretty good dancer. I was proud of how much I've improved over the years. All I did for practice was dance. I loved the feeling of freedom it gave me. It was like telling a story, my story. Before I knew it, it was 4. I said goodbye to all my coaches and friends at the gym and headed for the airport, my dad and mom were picking up my car later. I was walking before I heard my name shouted by five loud boys. Before I knew if, I was smothered in huge hugs.
"Did you miss us? I bet you did! everyone misses this!" Louis shouted as he shimmied his hips. I could help but laugh at the boy with the energy of a five year old. I looked at Niall and smiled, he came over and gave me a hug and a short kiss on the cheek.
"Are you ready for the tour, love?" He asked. I nodded my head and smiled at him. Soon after that we boarded our plane. I loved flying. I listened to music and watched Harry flirt with flight attendants, Liam read, Zayn sleep, and Niall listening to music. I slept for the rest of the flight. I was waken up by being told we were about to land. We landed in London shortly after. This is it. Here we go.
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