It was currently 11:30pm and we are sitting in Starbucks. I should be sleeping right now. Like seriously :/
Right so you're probably wondering why we're here so late, so here it goes..
Luke, Calum and Michael spent the duration of the one direction concert seeing how much they could annoy me before I cracked. When the painful to torture of spending nearly 3 hours being harassed by 3 boys had finished I then had to put up with the moaning of Louis, Harry and Niall. All three of them were hungry, thirsty and bored. I got reminded of that every 5 minutes until I finally cracked and told them that we would go out for half hour to get some drinks and of course it had to be Starbucks. After another painful car journey we finally made it to Starbucks, got everyone's drinks and are now peacefully sitting on comfy sofas in a deserted Starbucks. So yeah.
I yawned, it was seriously getting late.
"Tired?" Louis chuckled.
"Yeah..I'm usually in bed by now" I laughed. Louis entwined his fingers with mine and for once I felt safe.
"Light weight" Louis muttered underneath his breath. I hit him playfully and he laughed.
"Am not" I pouted.
"Are too" Louis said and pushed hips lips onto mine. I instantly kissed back and I have to say he was really going for it. Our passionate kiss was interrupted by Harry Styles. The little shit.
"PDA!!" Harry shouts whilst running out of the door. I sighed and rolled my eyes as I pulled away from Louis.
"I guess it's time to go" I sighed. I got up and pushed the flyaway bits of hair out of my face.
"C'mon" Louis said holding out his hand. I gladly accepted and we walked home hand-in-hand. We walked home in silence, it wasn't an awkward silence. I think we both appreciated being around each other and no words can really describe that.
When we finally got back to the tour bus I kicked off my shoes and went straight to my bed. I quickly went and got changed into my pyjamas, said goodnight to the boys and then snuggled up in bed.
I soon felt my eyelids getting heavy and darkness took over me.
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This morning I was rudely awoken by Louis and Harry. They thought that it would be funny to wake me up at 7:30 because they were hungry. The boys have a meeting at 9:00 today and then after that me and Niall disappear off to Ireland to meet my parents. Niall said that its probably easier that we leave today so that their tour isn't rushed. The day after we are suppose to come back, One Directions 'Where We Are Tour' starts, so we can't stay for too long (4 days to be precise). To be perfectly honest, I am absolutely crapping myself about meeting the people who err how do I put this...abandoned me at birth? Too cruel? oops. I'm sure anyone else in my position would be too.
Currently I am making Louis and Harry pancakes while the rest of the boys dare dithering around messing about with their hair or changing their clothes every five seconds. Trying to get five boys out of the door by 9:00am is almost impossible, well for me anyways.
Back in the real world I put the last pancake onto the plates and gave one to Harry and one to Louis. Louis poured half a pot of sugar onto his and Harry went for the healthier option of chopped banana. I groaned as I heard cursing from the bedroom (NOT LIKE THAT YOU DIRTY THANGS).
I rushed to see what it was all about and screamed when I saw what had happened. There was blood everywhere with clothes and rubbish thrown all around the room.
"What the fudge happened in here?!" I shouted horrified as I saw Niall's foot.
"We had a bit of an accident" Liam rushed looking worried.
