The Third Wale

Concert

Nadia Pov

Its 30 mins until new year. My palms are freezing and my ears are frozen. I feel like if I cry or sweat it will stick to my forehead. We're at Grannys buy I don't feel like partying. Not when my mom isn't here to make it more fun for us. Normally  the new years party is boring and mostly for the adults. Mummy always made fun for us so we could enjoy it. She would get sparkling juice and put it in wine glasses so we could feel included. She would also talk to us like we were adults and so we could have fun.

"Mom?" I say quietly out loud. "Its me again.  Happy New years eve!!" I try to make my voice sound happy but I don't succeed. Instead it shakes. A tear slides down my cheek but I  roughly wipe it off my cheek before it could finish it's journey. "I miss you. Dad and I are on good terms but it's not the same without you. They are treating Harry and I like were kids but will gets to talk and socialize with them. I wish you were here." I place my hands on the railing as I place my head down. A hand touches my lower back. I turn around and see Harry. He wipes a tear off my face. We walk over and sit on the ledge. We look at the stars but also down at the people. There spending new years with there families while Harry and I are out side in the freezing cold to avoid our families.

"Thought you two might be out here." A low British voice says.  We both turn and see William. We both also avert our gaze at the sight of him. He winches.

"What do you want?" Harry spits like a venom as he glares at him. His eyes narrowing and his teeth are clenched.

"I wanted to sit out here with you guys." He says scratching the back of his neck. His tell.

"Your lying." I say simply. His head shoots up. "Your scratched the back of your neck." Then my eyes go back to the constilations above my head.

"You guys im-" he begins but I don't feel like his bs excuses. There not way to get your ass out of trouble now.

"Save it Willy and get your butt over here and sit with us." A smirk is on both Will and my faces. His eyes light up as be sure with us.

"Wanna count down?" Harry asks us. We begin to hear loud voices in the house.

"10....9....8..."

"7....6....5" Harry says.

"4...3...2." William joins.

"1...happy New Year!" We all shout.  Then I feel 2 lips touch each of my cheeks. I hug. Both of my brothers hug me as soon as there done pecking my cheeks.

"Happy New year mummy." I say quietly.

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"William come on!" I shout for my eldest brother. Today is the best day of my life. I'm going to see The Backstreet boys in concert!!! I can't contain my excitement I'm so happy.

Harry and will have to come for some reason but I just hope they don't ruin my fun. Well me and Rachel's fun.

"Netty!!" A high pitched voice says. I turn around and see Rachel running towards me. I run up to her and we jump up and down in a fit of giggles and squeals.

"I can't believe were going to see them. " she says after our jumping party.

"We know you two won't shut up about it!." William shouts . He is soon hit on the back of the head by my father. It must've hurt since he rubbed the area where he was hit.  My father sends ranch and I a smirk as we laugh. Will rolls his eyes and goes into the car. I skip over to my dad and hug him. He hugs me tightly as be presses his lips to my forehead.

"Have fun sweetie. " he says before he releases me. I kiss his cheek and wave goodbye before I get in the car with the others.

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We get to the hotel around 4:45pm. I slept for most of the flight so I'm not that tired or jet lagged. I look over at the clock on the wall and see that it indeed 4:45pm. If we were in England it would be 9:45. I would be sitting in my room reading a novel while listening to the backstreet boys,or Harry and I would be plotting a prank for Will. But we have been rather good for a while. That's not good.