You're Famous, I'm Not *Complete*

Amber and Emily's famliy's decided to go on a trip to London. In February, the week of and after Valentine's Day. If being in an amazing city is enough. The run into 2/5 of the world's biggest boy band.
*Just to make it clear, I (Directioner4Life<3) write most, if not all of the chapters. My co-writers are there for help. If I don't update everyday, don't worry. Sorry for this little rant.*


40. Starting The Day After Valentine's Day

*The Next Morning*

I wake up to the sound of, well, nothing. It's silent. I sit up and look around. Emily is asleep. Our stuff is by the door. And everything else is the same. After a few minutes I get out of bed and get in the shower. While in the shower, I think of what I'm going to wear. I decide on a red shirt that says 'I'm Just A Messenger Of God', and sweat pants. Nothing fancy. We're just gonna be hanging out.

I get out of the shower and wrap up in a towel. Then I do my hair and teeth. Next, I go out in to the room. Emily's up and watching TV. "Morning," I say.

"Morning," she replies.

I go to the draw I put my clothes in and pick out what I decided on. Plus under garments.

"I'm gonna get in the shower," Emily says.


And then she disappears into the bathroom.

I change and then go to the fridge. It's now full because my mom told me she was going to call room service to come fill it up. Good, 'cause I didn't want to call room service every-time I wanted food.

My hand goes for the milk. I place it on the counter and then get a cup out. Plus a Poptart. I fill up my cup, and then put the milk away. Then I take my breakfast to the desk and eat.

*An Hour Later*

Emily and I are ready. We told our parents we are exploring again today. Seeing as there is no way they'd let us hang out with boys. We're in the elevator going to the ground floor. We've got all of our stuff.

The elevator DING's and the doors open. We walk out into the lobby. Then out the front doors. My phone vibrates in my pocket. I take it out and look at it. It's a text from Harry. "Be there in a minute."

I text back, "Kay."

"Who was it?" Emily asks.

"Harry. He said they'll be here in a minute.''

"What time is it?"


A few seconds later, a black Audi R8 Coupe drives up to us. The only reason I know what kind of car it is, is because cars have always been a fascination to me.

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