Louis Tomlinson's Big Day ( 1d fan fic ) page 2.

One time in particular I remember we were on tour ad had only just arrived in Sydney, Australia. It was the second time I’d ever been there, and I was excited. Australia is a strange little UK, and the people there were really awesome. Yeah I said awesome.

“I hope they don’t make me eat vegemite again” Niall complained as soon as the plane hit the tarmac. His face, covered in disgust. All I could do was smile. I had nothing smart arsed to contribute at the time; the flight had taken a lot out of me. The worst part about travelling the world has to be keeping up with the time differences…oh and the currency changes. I look at Zayn, remembering the time we got lost and couldn’t catch a cab because we couldn’t work out the currency.

“Brace yourselves Lads.” I whispered, right before we stepped out into the actual airport, I had a splitting headache and was definitely not looking forward to the screaming girls who I knew were right on the other side of this wall.  The boys were mucking about and laughing, but stopped as soon as the flight attendant opened the door at the end of the tunnel. Well that’s what I called that place. If it weren’t for that headache I’d of been pretending to be a jet plane.

The roar of the screams echoed, through the tunnel, we heard them before we saw them.

“Harry marry me!” one girl screamed, and Harry being Harry yelled “I will!” well that girl fainted.

Cameras flashed, girls screamed, news reporters asked us questions, which Liam of course answered. I waved at a few fans, not wanting to be rude. Harry caught up to me, after giving out hundreds of autographs. He linked his arm through mine. The girls went wild.

“Sorry ladies, he’s mine” I said towards the crowd of adoring fans. He was mine, my best friend.