The Dream That Actually Came True

I have this story in another webpage its totally mine, i have written it all, except a few chapters that my friends wrote themselves :D

So, i had this dream a while ago, and i keep replaying it in my head all the time. i actually redreamed it a few days ago jeje. I will be adding memories with my friends and stuff so if you think its weird, well, we are :D


It starts with me in plane on my way to germany, then my 4 friends tag along after some really good news i give them.

for the rest, you'll just have to read


49. On Our Way To The Flat



Louis' POV

We were ready to go home and relax with the girls before we went sightseeing and showed them around London. But NO Uncle Simon, who I love, I really do, had to make a meeting TODAY and destroy our plans for the day. It's 11 in the morning, we have a meeting in 15 minutes and then HOPEFULLY we can relax.

"So after the meeting with Uncle Simon, we can go rest for like 45 minutes and then head to Nandos for lunch. Agree?" Liam said, chuckling at Niall's expression after the mentioning of Nandos. Niall gladly agreed, his mood changing immediately, but just for a moment, it changed again, after he got a text from which i assume was steff.

I chuckled, "Yes mate,and after Nandos we can go show the girls around London." I said proudly and in a matter-of-factly tone.

Cata's POV:

GREAT!! now we all had to wait to be able to relax with the boys and do nothing for a couple of hours. I wanted to see London again. See the city I'm going to be living in for a long time. I sighed, looking out the window and catching a glimpse of the Big Ben far away. Smiling, I turned my head towards Lou. "We're finally home." I said as I rested my head on his shoulder. "Yes love, we most certainly are home." He said as he rested his head on mine and wrapped his arm around my waist. 

Andre's POV:

I was looking out the window of the van, with Harry's head on my lap. He had fallen asleep after we left Heathrow. I sighed and smiled at the curly haired man sleeping on my lap. Harry Edward Styles sleeping on my lap, his smile taking my breath away as usual. I kept playing with his curls and bent down to kiss his cheek. He sighed.Cheeky curly haired guy!! He was awake! I stopped playing with his curls and bent down again, "I see you're not sleeping then?" I said, pretending to be angry.

I could feel he was trying to contain his laughter and failed at it. He started laughing, loudly, with his contagious laugh. That got me going in a fit of laughter. I could see al the boys, except Zayn who was fast asleep, and Cata staring at us with confused looks.

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