4. The flights
It is soo unfair.
I hate flying in our private jet it is too cramped and whenever Harry lets rip I nearly suffocate. I mean why can't our management let us have a plane each!
I do love the fact though that we have a chef on board who used to cook at Nandos.
I feel so privileged to fly on a private jet. I still can't believe how far we have got to afford this luxury when even going on a plane used to be rare.
"Oh my gohd Harry" Louis shouted as Harry turned back to his seat realising the it had been noticed.
"Wot it smells better than Zayn's hair spray" Harry replied
"Oy says you Harry" I muttered.
"Shut up I'm trying to sleep" Liam screamed
I hate it stuck behind that family in the security queue who claim that baby milk isn't a liquid and argue for about 1/2 an hour.
Finally I make it through and rush to Starbucks for a coffee. I suddenly hear over the speakers "last call for all travelling on Easy jet flight ez1627 to Geneva please proceed to gate 35 immediately"
35, 35? Oh great it's at the other side of the airport. I quickly run to the gate. When I get to the gate an air hostess takes one look at my bag and says. "I'm sorry Madame but your hand luggage is too big to fit in the overhead compartments so we can place it in the hold for you.
I take my seat where I'm sat between a man with the extension belt on and a woman with a crying baby in her arms. I decide that I would be best putting my headphones on and getting some sleep.