july 2, 2003
"why are we here daddy?"
"because mummy and daddy wanted to celebrate our anniversary."
"what's an anniversary?"
i felt daddy squeeze my hand before he crouched down to face me. "its when mummy and daddy celebrate the day they got married." my eyes burned into his quizzically, "then how come me and thomas are here with you?"
i felt my older brother's eyes glare at my back as i heard him mubbling "dont call me that." my dad rolled his eyes at my moody brother before looking back at me, "because we love you both very much and we wanted to spend the day with you two, too."
my smile reached my eyes, satisfied with my dad's answer. "now, lets go ride some roller coasters!" giggling, i let daddy drag me towards one of the kitty rides with thomas. "ok tom, your mother and i will be over there," dad pointed to the everlasting line that lead to a newer ride, "stay with deli, alright?"
my brother nodded and we were left to stand in line for the bumper cars. "thomas?" i tugged on his pants leg gently, "thomas?" i heard him groan above me, "i told you not to call me that!"
I remain silent for the rest of the wait.
"i get the blue one!" thomas dashed across the black sleek floor, leaving me to choose my own. i ended up choosing a pink one.
typical.
i felt the cars slowly fill with energy and watched as all the kids began to ram into each other. i felt myself panic when i saw a boy, no older than thomas, charging at me with a smirk. "thom-" the kid hit the side of the car which then made my head hit the side of the machine.
i cried out, holding my cheek while i felt a headache come up. "delanie?" I looked towards my left to see thomas. his eyes harden once he spotted the tears and the laughing jerks behind me.
he drove his car around me then went full speed towards the back of the smirking boy's car. my eyes clamped shut as i awaited for the collision and the cry of my brother.
a wail ripped through the playful air which made me panic even more thinking that my brother was injured. my eyes snapped towards the boys in front of me. the boy that was just laughing ago was now wailing with his nose clutch in his left hand.
the ride was hauled to a stop and kids were directed off the floor. "thank you tommy." my feet stumbled and i tried to step over the exit; i felt tommy grab me a before i could fall over completely.
"you can call me thomas."
"i knew that this was a bad idea! mom and dad are so irresponsible! sending a 16 year old girl to the states with nothing but cash to defend for herself!"
"who the hell are you?"
"how come she didnt have her inhaler! what a bloody idiot!"
"why are you yelling? can you shut up our best friend is unconscious and all youre doing is yelling!"
"youre doing the same thing buttercup!"
"my name is fucking daisy!"
they wouldnt shutup. great.
"guys i dont think this is the best way to handle the situation- "
"shut it prettyboy."
ok. thats it.
"wow. thanks guys. i love waking up with a headache." my hands went up to rub my temples hoping to relieve the throbbing pain the has begun. "delaine! your okay!" i felt my brother's arms wrap around my sleepy body and basically squeezed me awake. "of course im okay you twit." i placed my hand on his face to shove him away.
"why are all of you here?" my eyes scanned over the room; dasiy, MC, donny, thomas, ashton irw-
why the hell is ashton irwin in my hospital room?
"delaine?"
thomas looked at me worriedly, "are you okay?" i shook my head quickly, "yeah but what is a hot band member doing in my hospital room?"
great. now i look stupid.
"me?"
my eyes glided over to the blue haired boy that sat next to ashton. "no michael, she was talking about me." ashton pushed him into the wall. "lads im pretty sure she was talking about me." niall smiled a goofy smile at ashton and micheal.
"im going to have another panic attack."
thomas' eyes go wide, his hand in the air ready to push the red emergency button beside my bed. "thomas im joking!"
"thomas? your name is thomas?"
my eyes flickered towards daisy, MC, and donny as they all tried to hold in their laughs. "wow, big macho man is called thomas. how intimidating." thomas glare was steadily on them until he turned to me, "i told you not to call me that."
"oops...?"
thomas sighed, "you're unbelievable."
"by the way tom, im 18 going to be 19 in three months. i came here when i was 16. that was almost 3 years ago."
"youre 18?"
i just finally noticed the raven haired boy who sat to the left of me. "y-yeah, i am." he scanned my face, "really? i actually thought you were 16 love."
he said love. shIT.
"yeah, ive been told that i ha-"
"i brought the coffee!" we all directed our gaze towards the curly haired boy who had rudely entered the door. "oh, um. . ." he awkwardly moved his eyes from person to person.
". . . and i have doughnuts?"
everybody seem to lurched at him so they could grab ahold of the sugary treats he held in his hand. "oh! deli," tom paused so that he could swallow, "did you know that harry is from holmes chapel like us?" he took another bite from his doughnut, "hisnt thah fuhny?" his voice was muffled by the food that was lodged in his mouth.
"youre revolting." i stated, completely brushing off his 'new' fact. michael was quick to bring up a new topic, "you wanna know a secret bro?" thomas looked at him quizzically, "what?" michael gave him a devious smirk.
"youre sister is hot."
ah hell.
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