I giggled.
“Wahay! Ooo I’m excited” I giggled.
“We had best start packing your stuff then” Tom said.
“Ouch bring me back to reality quickly why don’t you fairy angel” I muttered.
“Well the sooner we get this packed the sooner you can do whatever and then we’ll go away” Tom said. “That doesn’t make sense but okay. Wait, the flight. Does that mean I have to sit next to you for 22 hours?!” I exclaimed.
“Oi what’s bad about sitting with me for 22 hours?!” Tom laughed.
“I don’t really know” I giggled.
“It’ll be fine. We’re in first class anyway so have space” Tom smiled.
“We’re in first class?! How did I never know this?!” I giggled.
“Well the show are paying for the flights and accommodation. Dougie could only have two guests and wanted me and said Danny could stay to support Harry. He didn’t know who else to invite so told me to bring someone apart from Sam along” Tom said.
“He actually said that?” I laughed.
“Yup and then I suggested I bring you and he said that’ll be fun, that he likes partying with you” Tom laughed. “Well that’s good as I love partying with Doug” I laughed.
An hour later and Tom and I had packed all of my stuff. “Don’t you dare get anything out of there because it’s going to take bloody ages to put it all back” Tom said as we headed downstairs to wash up our lunch stuff. “I won’t hun, it’s fine” I laughed.
“Ooo post has been. Would you mind collecting it whilst I take this into the kitchen?” Tom asked.
“Sure” I said. Once at the bottom of the stairs, Tom headed to the kitchen whilst I went over to the pile of post that was on the floor by the front door. I picked it up before carrying it into the kitchen where Tom was. “Anything interesting?” He asked as he loaded up the dishwasher.
“Tom there are like 5 things there that I don’t mind washing up” I laughed, sitting down at the table.
“It’s fine, there are a tonne of glasses from last night anyway” Tom laughed, placing the last plate into the dishwasher before shutting it and then sitting down opposite me. “So anything good?” He asked again. “Fan mail for you most likely” I said, chucking the pile in his direction. Tom picked it up and sifted through it. “Fan, fan, bill, fan, for you, for you, for you, fan, bill…and the rest is a load of rubbish” Tom said before handing me my two pieces of post.
“Ooo who are these from?” I giggled, excited because I never received post.
“Yeah who’s admiring you” Tom laughed. I narrowed my eyes at him. “I joke. Now open them, even I am intrigued” Tom laughed. I giggled before opening the first envelope. It was a letter and after reading part of it, realised that it was from an old friend. “Who is it from?” Tom asked.
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