It Wont Be Like This For Long...

In this story, a girl, Kendal, and her best friend, Molly, meet One Direction whist at their concert in London. Kendal has always lived there. In Cheshire. Molly lives in America, but only because her parents made her move over there. -We used to pick on people like Americans, but now, Molly is sort of aone now... so we try our best not to. She's lived there so long, her accent is starting to fade away, slowly, but surely. Soon enough, she'll be a regular old Jolly Englander. We call America 'Jolly Ol' England'. It's just something we do here.-
Enjoy this story. It's about us, meeting One Direction and Zayn really starts to take a liking to Molly... and there are some problems along the way, but we all stay on the right track, and we get them where their hearts are. So, enjoy:)


4. Doncaster, Here We Come!

We walked out of the airport, Molly taking her phone out instantly and texting Jess. We were told that my car would be parked outside the airport, and as soon as we walked out, it was there. Almost the only one, actually. This was the back lot, used for private reasons. Better than being flooded. I walked over to my car, which I guess my family had brought down. Then they must have left, I guess... but thats okay. I'll see them after the concert. I could finally turn my phone on now, being off the plane. I checked my email, nothing more than fans emailing me. I didnt answer them right now, I was busy checking for family texts or emails. Or calls, or voice-mails. I only had one text. From my mum.

Mum: Are you coming home? Are you off the plane now?

Me: yes, i'm off the plane. going to concert after my house. see u soon. xx

I waited for atleast 4 minutes before a reply.

Mum: okay... fine. bye:)

Me: bye.

I opened the mustang door and unlocked the other doors so Molly could get inside. She got inside, and threw herself down on the seat hard. Normal. She always does that, always, weird... I got inside and started the car up, the car instantly responded, growling with power. It was a bright orange mustang. It stands out anywhere we go! Easy to find. My mum begged me to get the purple one, as she liked it better, it was less neon, but I insisted on this one. It suited me better.

I drove off and we rode for about 10 minutes, radio cranked, until we reached my flat. Molly was the first to open her door up and get out. I turned the key, and the orange beast's growling stopped immidiately. I smiled. Good to have you back, orange beast. I let my smile fade as I got out of the car and headed into my house. Molly had already got inside, already looking through my closet for some different clothes. We hadnt changed on the plane, because we'd slept the whole trip, so we had to change now. I looked through my closet with her, we tried on a few different outfits before we chose one. I wore white wedge heels with short-shorts and a neon green tank top. It was a flowy tank top, with many flowing layers. It looked good as an outfit together. Molly wore some flip flops, dark jeans, and a cropped t-shirt. Both outfits looked good, and we decided that. We had about 20 minutes before we had to go to the concert. And go backstage, and a meet and greet. I chilled out on the couch and watched some T.V. before we had to go. I needed to relax. It was the X Factor, the show that made my favourite band! And I loved it. I loved it so much. The judges had just turned down some guy who was a HORRIBLE singer. How'd they let him in here even? That was mean, I clicked the T.V. off and went to find Molly. She was doing her makeup, in my bathroom. And she'd tied her hair back, curling the ponytail. A perfect hairdo to perfect the look. I curled my hair, so it made me look extra good, better than my ponytails... I didnt do a very good ponytail... and I've been told that before. I smiled, and grabbed for my makeup bag. I put on some eyeliner and some light-coloured lipstick. My lips were a light, natural pinkish colour. They looked okay with my outfit. Molly over-did the makeup, but it still looked good anyways. She always looks good, that annoyed me. Not really. I laughed a little bit.

"Girl, are you going insane? You're laughing and smiling about nothing." She asked, grabbing the eyeliner out of my hands.

"Just excited to meet the boys, thats all. Just imagining them falling for us, for real. Like all our fantasies. But, what if it did come true? And we did marry one of them? It would make my life complete." I said, trying to hide the fact that I'd really been laughing about her. Sort of. She smiled and nodded.

"My life would be complete too! Totally complete." She said. Smiling, again, she reached for her purse, and ran out of the bathroom. I followed her, grabbing my purse on the way. We headed out the door and back to the orange beast. Molly was the first to get in, me following a second behind her. I twisted the key, and the engine purred.

"I love this car." Molly said, kicking her feet up to the dash-board.

"Yeah, me too." I said, smiling. It was a pretty good car! I shifted the gear and drove backwards down to the end of my drive. Then, I shifted the gears back, and drove off. And there we were, off to the concert. And hopefully, the life we'd been waiting for.. but that only happens in dreams, right?

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