It was the worst hangover ever. I didn’t even drink, but my head is pounding and don’t even get me started on my ears. I swear I think I’m going to be slightly deaf in my right ear, permanently. If I need surgery for my ears, I’m suing one direction and the other thousands of girls that were screaming all night.
Great, now I have to pack my stuff. After I found out I won the ‘two weeks with one direction’ Lucy and i were escorted out of the concert by body guards.


The body guards weren’t that reassuring, all the girls were giving us death stares. If looks could kill, I would have died… over a thousand times. We were lead through quite a few corridors until they unlocked a door, revealing a nice interior. Well of course it’s nice, it’s one direction.
“you may sit down, we will be outside if you need us” The taller body guard spoke.
They left the room and left me to sit awkwardly on the lounge. I heard a high pitch squealing sound to remember I brought Lucy with me.
“oh my gosh, oh my holy guacamole, one direction- we are going to meet one direction AND GO TO LONDON!” Lucy screamed, jumping out of her seat
“wait! London?” I jumped out of my seat too
Ever since I was young, I have wanted to leave home and visit London, going with my best friend would just be a bonus.
“yeah, that’s where we get to go for two weeks- WITH ONE DIRECTION!”
Ok, so there are positives and negatives, one direction is a negative. London is a positive. Two weeks in London is a positive. Free accommodation is VERY positive. Going overseas with my best friend is a positive. SHOPPING is a giant positive. Righty-o I think the positives are winning this battle.
“OH MY GOSH LONDON” I began squealing and jumping around with Lucy.
creeeeeak
Lucy and I turned our attention to the door and the five guys standing in front of it, with shocked/ winning smiles on their faces I might just add. Ugh, they think they’re so dazzling.
“Hi we’re one direction!” they said
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MMMYYYYYYYYYY GOSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
Well, it wasn’t me who screamed at the sight of one direction.


Reluctantly jumping out of bed, I quickly went and showered, putting a beanie on my wavy dark hair, doing my makeup quickly. No, I don’t put so much makeup that I’m classified as a “cakeface” all I did was my mascara, eyeliner, a bit of eye shadow and lip balm. I put my outfit on (see side bar for outfit details) and ba-bam, I’m ready with my bags. I’m actually surprised my mum is allowing me to go to London was Lucy and one direction, who she knows I hate and don’t even know.
I forgot to mention that after Lucy squealed her little heart out there was a bit of a silence. The body guards were all like “are you guys ok bro? Do you need anything dude”. Fine, they didn’t say bro or dude but I’m trying to sound manly. The guys of one direction dismissed the body guards saying they were fine with us alone. HAH that sounds wrong. Basically after that they talked to us about going to London, I barely talked to them it was mainly Lucy. Then the curly haired boy was like to me “you weren’t what I was expecting”. Like who does he think he is!
Actually, don’t answer that.
“ELLLA COME DOWN STAIRS NOW THE LIMO IS HERE!” my mother shouted from downstairs.
Oh crap, they are here already? I thought they would of come like maybe tomorrow or like tonight not now. Ugh, I grabbed my luggage, my phone and other little things.
As I came down to the bottom of the stairs, I ran into a body. We collided and hit the floor, me landing on top of them.
“ow” I muttered
It’s probably Lucy, so since I was lying on their chest, I tried to feel for boobs. Well, I must say Lucy has been working about, I can like seriously feel her abbs. While still feeling for boobs the body started to laugh… that’s not a woman laugh.
“Well hello there” the deep voice rumbled laughing
“AH” I screamed, jumping of the guy’s body… who I was just feeling up for boobs…
The guy got up and I finally recognised him, it was the curly haired boy.
Oh great.