The day had arrived, and I was so happy and excited I was jumping up and down.
"Take it easy, Emma!", my mum said, smiling.
"I'm just reeeeaaly looking forward to this!"
I really was excited waiting for Cara to arrive at my house. I ate my breakfast, eggs and bacon (yum), and went to my closet to dress. After a shower, I pulled some black jeans on and put on a white t-shirt with the Beatles-logo on it. I curled my blonde hair and did a high ponytail.
I smiled when I looked at my self in the mirror.
"Cara's here!", my mum yelled from downstairs. I grabbed my phone and ran down. We waited twenty minutes for my brother 'till he arrived.
In the car we talked and listened to music. It was really fun.
When we finally arrived at the hotel we were going to stay at for a few days, it was raining. Typical UK-weather.
"Room 348". The lady handed me the keycard for my room, and then she handed Cara her's. We were going to have so much fun, with our rooms next to each other.
Cara and I took our suitcases to the rooms. It was a big room with a small kitchen, a king-sized bed and a huge bathroom.
We sat down on my bed and talked. We were excited to meet the boys.
After twenty minutes of settling in our rooms, James came and told us the whole crew was going for dinner in the city.
We changed into something nicer. Cara, a black dress. I was wearing a white, short sleeved shirt with a big necklace and a high-wasted skirt going to the mid of my thigh. We both looked great.
We followed my brother into the elevator.
When we arrived at the restaurant Cara and I saw the boys. All five of them; Zayn, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Harry. They looked great and my heart pounded faster than ever. They were only a few years older than us.
We went into the restaurant and we shacked the guy's hands. They seemed really nice. When I got to Harry he said: "Good evening, love", and kissed the back of my hand. Such a gentleman. He was wearing black skinny jeans, and a white shirt buttoned down, so you could see his tattoos.
It was a really great night, with laughing and talking. I really got to know the boys better. They were so kind and funny. Especially Niall and Harry.
We all went back to the hotel.
"Wats your room number?", Harry asked me when we got into the elevator.
"Number 348, you?", I asked with a big smile on my face.
"I'm at number 350", he answered my question.
"So, what are you guys doing tomorrow?" I asked.
"Nothing really. Just gonna hang out. With you hopefully".
"I would like that", I said.
I was really happy when I went to bed. I have had an amazing day. And knew tomorrow was going to be amazing too.