The room is surrounded by darkness and calm. Then suddenly it is interrupted by a phone lighting up and a song starting to play at high volume.

Oh, I just wanna show you off to all of my friends
Making them drool down their chinny-chin-chins
Baby, be mine tonight, mine tonight
Baby, be mine tonight, yeah
And if you, you want me to, let's make a move
Yeah, so tell me, girl, if every time we

Touch, you get this kind of rush
Baby, say, yeah, yeah
If you don't wanna take it slow
And you just wanna take me home
Baby, say, yeah, yeah
And let me kiss you

Yes, one direction is still my ringtone 5 years after their so called "brake".

Most people are not morning people on most days but I am not most people and today is not most days. Today is the day me and one of my best friends are flying to London, our first stop on our way to Scotland to visit our other best friend. So I jump out of the bed on the first note of kiss you that leaves my phone. Although I still let it ring for a minute just because I love the song and there is no better way to start the morning then with a bit of one direction. Seriously no better way.

The rest of the morning goes by in what feels like seconds. I do everything one usually does in the morning; showers, brush teeth, get dressed, eat breakfast and run around confused. Then I grab my suitcase and hurry out the door. Slightly late, as usual.

Good bye Sweden, hello Great Britain.

Hanna sleeps the whole plane ride and I spend it daydreaming about meeting one direction while eating copious amounts of crisps. Salt and vinegar, of course.

I am well aware that this is a very short chapter and the chapters are going to vary in length. They are going to be as short or as long as I please. Also English is not my native language so bare with me when it comes to grammatical errors. It will hopefully be worth it ; )

And don't worry Larry will be introduced shortly.

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