As soon as I got into my room, I closed the door and started to jump up and down and fan girl quietly.
I could not believe I get to go on Tour with the best band on Earth, One Direction!
I bent down on my knees and looked under my bed for my duffle bag.
After shuffling around, I finally found it.
I got up and ran to my closet and started to pull out my clothes.
I started to hum softly all the countries I would get to go to.
“Italy, France, Canada, Ireland-“ I started but cut off by a knock on my door.
I glanced over to the door.
“It’s open” I yelled.
The door creaked open.
It was Harry.
“Hey” I said casually to him.
He closed the door quietly and walked over to my bed and sat down.
“Hey” He replied enthusiastically.
I brought the load of clothes to my duffle bag and slammed them in.
“Here babe, let me help” Harry said with a smile removing my hands off the duffle bag.
“What’s wrong?” Harry asked hurt.
“Nothing” I said. “Just a little tired”
“Oh, Okay” Harry replied zipping up my bag.
“Is that it?” Harry asked looking down at my bag.
“Yeah” I said yawning.
He moved the hair away from my eye.
“As soon as we get on the bus, you can take a little cat nap” Harry said tapping my nose.
I laughed and nodded my head.
Then I heard the doorbell ring.
“I got it” my Aunt called at us.
Harry brought my duffle bag out of my room and carried it downstairs.
“Hey mate” I heard a piped up tone.
He was wearing red skinny jeans, a navy blue and white striped shirt with burlap TOMS.
It was Louis.
‘I can’t believe right before me is One Direction’ I thought, ‘this is amaZAYN’
I looked around and saw Louis and Liam at the door.
I wondered where Zayn and Niall were.
I heard a honk from a car outside.
I leaned over to see Niall in the passenger seat with a sub in his hands. Typical.
“Let’s go! I want to get some chicken wings before we meet Paul and they close at 6!” He called.
Harry smiled and said “Let’s go”