Story Of My Life *1d and 5SOS*

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"Wake up!" I am rudely pulled out of my dream by a push. I keep my eyes closed. What nonsense is this? "Hey, Juul! Wake up." Slowly I open my eyes; there's Zayn. "Bitch! what time is it?" I rub my eyes sleepily, wondering why he's waking me up. "Half past one, Kaj will be here in half an hour." kay? I think for a moment, but I can't think of what we're going to do. "The tour?" Tour? Tou... Tour! Sure! Immediately I am wide awake. I shoot up. "Of course. Good morning Juul." I mumble to myself. "Night." Zayn corrects me. Then he yawns. You can see that he has been sleeping: his hair is tousled and his eyes look a bit drowsy. "I'm going to do my hair." Zayn mumbles as if he can read my mind. "You never know, you'll be in the magazines like a zombie." He grins. I decide to get ready, in half an hour it's time.

There is a calm atmosphere in the car. I could use that after all the stress. After checking my suitcase ten times, hugging my mother Zayn and my five hundred times and meeting Kaj, the driver, we are finally on our way. Zayn stares tiredly out the window. "How long is it actually driving?" I ask. Zayn thinks. He wants to answer, but Kaj beats him to it: "Three and a half hours." I sigh. Zayn slumps back with his back to me. It is quiet. "Zayn?" I'll start after a while. No reaction. "Zayn?" "Hmm." "Why do we have to go to London Airport? That's so far." I ask. I hear Zayn sigh deeply. "That is central. Then we can all fly together." he answers sleepily. "Okay. It's been quiet again for a while. "Zayn?"

"What?" he asks irritated. "Are you going to miss Perry?" I ask. Actually I already know the answer; I just want to talk. I am bored. I get no answer. "Zayn?" Zayn turns around, annoyed. "Are you going to miss Perry?" I ask again. "Yes, I'm going to miss her. Are you seriously waking me up to ask?"

Sorry... I'm just bored." I admit. "Then you go to sleep! Like any normal human being at this hour." He turns around again.

I wonder if Niall is flying to London Airport or was already in London because Zayn has had so many rehearsals lately, but I'm shutting up. I look at Zayn, who looks pretty cute when he's asleep, and listen to his breathing for a while.

"Don't you want to sleep?" asks Kaj sympathetically. "It won't work." I sigh. "Three more hours, I'll survive." I take my earphones out of my pocket. "I'm going to listen to music." I say redundant. "Good." Answer Kaj

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