I woke up and apparently I slept for 12 hours. Damn. I stretched and hopped off the top bunk, just barely tripping. I was pretty short for a girl, just over 5''1. I scanned each bunk. Chlo was still sleeping but Maddie and Gem's bunk were empty and neatly tucked. I tied my thick dark hair in a messy bun with a hair tie that is always around my wrist like a bracelet. I walk over to my suitcase and grabbed a change of clothes and my toothbrush. I slugged to the bathroom and took off my 5 Seconds of Summer tshirt that the lads had given me a week ago, and my black tights. I slipped on a black lace bralette and pulled over a plain white tshirt. Then I shimmied my leg into a pair of medium wash boyfriend jeans and slipped my feet into a pair of black high top converse. I walk out of the bathroom and into the lounge area. Maddie is sitting on the couch with her dirty blonde hair with pink tips at the ends, tied in a high ponytail. She has on a white crop top with black high waisted shorts and a pair of Chelsea boots on. Gem is seated at the table, scrolling through her phone. Her long brown hair is relaxing on her shoulders and she's sporting a white lace dress with brown ankle boots. Why the fuck are they dressed up?
"''Morning sleepy head," Gemma walks up to me and pulls me into a hug. Gem was always the motherly type that would always look after me. We've been best friends since we were born. We always had this weird old couple relationship, but I liked it.
"Good morning, Gem Gem," pecking her cheek. I walk over to Maddie and pull her into a hug. We were always clingy and needy with each other. I'm surprised no one has questioned our friendship.
"Okay ladies, we have Soundcheck today, which means our first show in a couple hours. Who is pumped?" exclaimed Gemma.
"I am!!" Maddie and I chirped in unison.
After Chloë woke up, we all went to grab a bite at Mcdonalds. Rushing through our food, we were excited yet so nervous about the show tonight.
We arrived at the venue and boy, was it large. Harry came out to greet us and pecked us each on the cheek. The rest of the boys from 1D all came out and we said our hellos and how are yous and are you guys ready. It was chaotic. All of a sudden, I feel a vibration in my butt pocket. I take it out and answer it.
"Helllllooo?"
"Sis! It's Izzy, how's it going?"
Whew, it's only my brother.
"Hey Izz, everything's going well. We're currently at the venue and were about to start Soundcheck. Is there anything wrong?"
"No, nothing. Just worried about my lil sis," he lets out a nervous laugh.
"Okay, weirdo, I gotta go now, but I'll call you soon. Love you!"
"Bye Indie, love you too!" And I hang up.
I walk into our dressing room and everyone is lounging around on the couches. I'm guessing we won't be starting until another 15 minutes, so I casually sit on a chair. I pull out my phone and go into my twitter. I check my mentions and I see Cal tweeted me.
"@calum5sos: @indiejames: sneakily come into the dressing room without getting noticed by your band mates ;-) "
Now who the fuck tweets this when they don't want to get caught.
Calum.
Only Calum.
I proceed to try and sneak out but no one notices because their eyes are too glued to their phones. I walk through the hall until I see a paper that says '5SOS Dressing Room' in big bold letters. The door is cracked but I knock anyways and it opens with no one on the other side. I walk in and I get slammed with something across my face. I let out a shriek and I can hear giggles in the room.
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Hungry
FanfictionNever in a million years would I have thought, we will be touring with One Direction or 5SOS. It all started out with one simple video and then one simple phone call from Harry Styles. Meet Indie James, the lead singer and guitarist of her band, th...