Chapter 8

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~ Traveling and meeting family~

Amy's p.o.v

I woke up to the sound of an alarm . 1 am already we still have to pack. I rush around trying to get everything into my 20 kg bag. How do people do this ? Right I'm not gonna need anything like vest-tops or shorts. I end up packing 3 coats and 20 jumpers along with leggings and scalfs and hats not forgetting the gloves. I walk down the hall to go and have a shower and see Domi and Leah arnt even up yet we have to leave for the airport in 2 hours. I rush in and yell "omg Domi,Leah Leo and Charlie are holding up a massive banner saying I love you". They instently wake up and look out the window and I'm thinking come on guys register were all going on holiday. I decide to just leave them to it.

My phone suddenly vibrates in my dressing gown pocket I see I've got a text from Logan, it days ' hey babe, got us first class seats so we won't be with everyone else hope that okay with you xx' I quickly type back ' yeah that's perfect can't believe you'd do that for me xx'. I then jump in the shower. When I get out and head back to my room I have another text from him it's says ' I would do anything for you I love you' AHHH he's so perfect. I slip into the clothes I had laid out yesterday a pair of blue denim jeans with a white top and a babyblue cardigan over it I also put a jacket in my handbag I can get my coat out of my suitcase if I need to. I only have 20 minuites now until Logan picks me up we have to travel Sepretly as we have to get there early to go first class.

Everyone is down stairs with their suitcases and hand baggage. Two limos pull up along side each other Logan stepped out of one and he looked gorgeous as always. He knocks on the door and I answer. After about 1 hour we arrive at the airport the girls and Leo and Charlie are gonna catch us up. We go through customer services with people snapping our photos and asking us for autographs. Some girls give me evil looks I think its because Logan had his arm around me.

We get through into the shopping centre and Logan walks off looking at jewellery store. I wonder why. Suddenly a guy grabs my handbag I scream and try to get it back someone comes running towards me and pushes him out the way. He helps me up and I see his face it was Logan he says " are you okay " I reply with a nod and he kisses me just like that . He pulls away and the girls around us are staring he looks at me and says " we should get going"

The flight takes ages and we arrive at about 2 pm in the afternoon. Me and Logan go to collect are suitcases but mines not there I walk up to customer service and turn on my suitcase tracker they say its on its way to Dubai. Wait what repeat that my suitcase is on its way to Dubai. Oh god oh god. What do I do.

I'm almost in tears Logan can see that and shields me from the new paperazi. Flashes come into my eyes and I can see the story tomorrow ' actress bubs at loss of suitcase' I whisper in Logan's ear " all my clothes,all my Christmas presents.

logan places his hand on my sholder and guides me towards the exit. as soon as we step outside girls with photos of logan scream and there are some boys their to guess girlfriends dragged their boyfriends along. but i was wrong they were holding photos of me yes me. im a celebrity. i go over to a group of boys with photos and phones and start posing for photos some girls behind me are flirting with logan and i feel a twang of jelousy. from behind a barrier this boy is yelling 'Amy, amy' i turn round and look at him its leo, and charlies yelling to so are the girls i whisper to logan 'we should go i thing my friends are waiting for us' he says 'wait one minuite i want to show the paperazi that were a couple and kiseea me in front of everyone. i hear girls sighing all around us and some boys are yelling 'come on amy you can do so much better' i turn round and yell 'yeah well at least he likes me for me not just beacause im famous' the boy turns bright red and me and logan are escorted to a car thats obvioulsy been sent to pick us up.

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