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"So much security." I moaned, I hated this bit, waiting. Its horrible, honestly I just want to turn into a bull or something and barge them all out of the way! May as well check my phone. Oooh, Stefan has tweeted!
'The only bad thing about airports are the queues!' Wait if he is in a queue as well, what if he is in ours?!? I suddenly went into meerkat mode trying to get as tall as I could looking round.
"What the hell are you doing?" Asked Alisha, obviously already getting annoyed with me. Already.
"Looking for someone." I answered.
"Honestly Shannon, Stefan is not goin..." That's when I spotted three boys, not any three boys may I add, I saw one afro and cap combo, one messy dirty blond hair and one with a beard. Its them. The Midnight Beast are three people behind us.
"FOUND THEM!" Wait, I wasn't meant to shout that. They all suddenly turned and looked at me with their brown eyes staring straight into mine, what are you doing Shannon, abort mission, ABORT MISSION!
"Oh well done, now everyone's looking at us!" Alisha hissed, covering her face.
"NEXT!" Shouted the man behind the security desk, and I mean shouted, I thought he used a mega-phone at first. I ran over before the others could. "Put your bag and any other metals in the box." I knew I had to do this yet I put the jeans that didn't fit me on, I have to go through this metal thingy quickly or my trousers will fall down in front of the three most perfect men I have ever seen, even though they would probably break into song singing down while I looked on astounded yet embarrassed as hell.
"If you would like to step through." One final pull up of my jeans, and quickly walk through. I can feel them slipping already. Shit, shit, shit, shit. SAFETY! I want my box! Oh here it comes, rolling through the machine like it owns the place. Hello belt, my saviour! I put it back on and swung my bag onto my back, delay much. It should be on my back by now.
"Ow!" I turned round to see the one, the only, Stefan Abingdon, rubbing his arm. I hit him, oh shit! I hit Stefan! What if his beautiful arm has a bruise! No! I might have broken it!
"Oh shit! Ste....." He raised an eyebrow, hmmm, should I tell him I'm a fan? Oh wait its on my t-shirt, "I'm so sorry, are you okay?"
"Yeah, just, what the hell have you got in that bag? Its heavy!" His voice is so angelic, I may die on the spot.
"Oh um, just a few books for the plane."
"A few? More like a library." He laughed, if his voice didn't kill me his laugh would. Inside head fangirling right now!
"Stef! Stop flirting and come on!" Oh Ash, your eyebrows are even more amazing in person.
"That's my line!" Stef shouted back, "I have to go now, bye." Omg omg omg. He kissed me on the cheek.
"Bye." I squeaked, Stefan's lips just touched my face. Oh. My. Fucking. Gawd.
"Oh and I like your T-shirt." You would Stef, it has your face on it for gods sake.
'The only bad thing about airports are the queues!' Wait if he is in a queue as well, what if he is in ours?!? I suddenly went into meerkat mode trying to get as tall as I could looking round.
"What the hell are you doing?" Asked Alisha, obviously already getting annoyed with me. Already.
"Looking for someone." I answered.
"Honestly Shannon, Stefan is not goin..." That's when I spotted three boys, not any three boys may I add, I saw one afro and cap combo, one messy dirty blond hair and one with a beard. Its them. The Midnight Beast are three people behind us.
"FOUND THEM!" Wait, I wasn't meant to shout that. They all suddenly turned and looked at me with their brown eyes staring straight into mine, what are you doing Shannon, abort mission, ABORT MISSION!
"Oh well done, now everyone's looking at us!" Alisha hissed, covering her face.
"NEXT!" Shouted the man behind the security desk, and I mean shouted, I thought he used a mega-phone at first. I ran over before the others could. "Put your bag and any other metals in the box." I knew I had to do this yet I put the jeans that didn't fit me on, I have to go through this metal thingy quickly or my trousers will fall down in front of the three most perfect men I have ever seen, even though they would probably break into song singing down while I looked on astounded yet embarrassed as hell.
"If you would like to step through." One final pull up of my jeans, and quickly walk through. I can feel them slipping already. Shit, shit, shit, shit. SAFETY! I want my box! Oh here it comes, rolling through the machine like it owns the place. Hello belt, my saviour! I put it back on and swung my bag onto my back, delay much. It should be on my back by now.
"Ow!" I turned round to see the one, the only, Stefan Abingdon, rubbing his arm. I hit him, oh shit! I hit Stefan! What if his beautiful arm has a bruise! No! I might have broken it!
"Oh shit! Ste....." He raised an eyebrow, hmmm, should I tell him I'm a fan? Oh wait its on my t-shirt, "I'm so sorry, are you okay?"
"Yeah, just, what the hell have you got in that bag? Its heavy!" His voice is so angelic, I may die on the spot.
"Oh um, just a few books for the plane."
"A few? More like a library." He laughed, if his voice didn't kill me his laugh would. Inside head fangirling right now!
"Stef! Stop flirting and come on!" Oh Ash, your eyebrows are even more amazing in person.
"That's my line!" Stef shouted back, "I have to go now, bye." Omg omg omg. He kissed me on the cheek.
"Bye." I squeaked, Stefan's lips just touched my face. Oh. My. Fucking. Gawd.
"Oh and I like your T-shirt." You would Stef, it has your face on it for gods sake.
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