#allno

Even those old people can understand what happiness is. in modern times, the world where it's difficult to realize what happiness is to be understood. Even though it's easy to say ... 🤔 #difficult #nowar #nonuclearweapons #nogun #allno (Yokohama)

I hopped out of Zayn lap and did my happy dance. Hazza could finally stop sulking about missing her.

Allie's POV "Looks like everything's just about ready," Lou said. "Yeah the bus is downstairs," Liam confirmed. "I still can't believe that I'm going on tour with all of you," I said. 'But we're still responsible for you," Liam reminded me. I ran up to him and jumped in his arms and he caught me. "I'll be good Liam I promise," I said. He kissed me on the cheek and put me down. Then we carried our bags and things downstairs out the lift. That was where we met Paul and Dan. "I've heard so much about you, Princess," Dan said. "I bet you have," I said huging him. "Hi Princess," Paul said as he loaded the bags in the tour bus. "Hey Paul," I said. I started to shiver a bit. Fall had just started in London. It was a bit chilly out. Zayn saw me shake and put his jacket around me. When we went shopping last we bought varsitys rogether. They were embroidered. Mine said "His Little Things," and His said "Her One Thing," and below that it had Zayn written in fancy script just like Allie was on mine. That was the jacket he wrapped around my shoulders now. I smiled and held his hand as we waited for 12 to come so that Simon could send us off. It didn't take long for him to appear and give us the ok to leave. He stared at Zayn and I's intertwined hands awhile. "I always thought you'd have a bit of a thing for badboys," Uncle Simon chuckled. "Uncle Simon! We're just friends," I said. "You don't see what I see. Just go for it," Uncle Simon said leaving as I went on the bus alone. It was the same as Katy's. Bed on a second level and a living space and kitchen at the bottom. I saw my blue, purple, and green bed. My favorite colors because the boys mustnof picked it. Next to my bed was a sign that said, "Princess" in sparkly letters. "Hello Love," Zayn said walking up behind me and putting his arms around me and resting them on my hips. I leaned back into him. He smelled wonderful and he was warm. I smiled. "Hello Baby," I said. "Oh so it's baby now?" Zayn said turning me around. I nodded and he winked at me. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he supported my weight from under my legs. "I know how you feel about me and I feel the same way," I said looking into his eyes. "Oh really?" He said biting his lip. I kissed him. It was more than fireworks it was amazing. His lips crashed into mine as we kissed and his tongue danced across my lips begging for entrance which I didn't give to him. I pulled away and smiled. He smiled back. He carried me downstairs in his arms like anyone would carry a kid on their hip. I rested my head on his shoulder and he kissed my neck. When we got to the living area. Hazza screamed. "Took you long enough!!" He shouted as he skipped with Nialler. "Princess and Zayn sitting in a tree," Lou started singing. "F-U-C-K-I-N" I put my hand over Hazza's mouth before he could finish and shook my head at him. He smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "Congrats,Love," He said sitting back down. "See I told you she would love you!" Liam said looking at Zayn happily.

We woke up the next morning and got dressed. My dress was made of pale blue silk fabric. It was soft and shiny. Laney's dress was purple and short. It reached mid-thigh and was backless. Her hair brushed her defined backbones. I put my graduation gown on carefully making sure not to ruffle my hair. It took Laney about an hour and a half to get every curl just perfect. We arrived at the room where the graduation was being held. It was right next to the ball. She took a seat in the audience. I sat up front with the other triples in our section apart from the normal graduates. None of them would talk to me. I was an outcast to them. Too regular and normal. I knew they talkd about me behind my back. No one ever admitted it though. I blushed and I heard my name whispered among them while I walked over. They made faces at me as I sat down. Slowly graduates started pouring in. We went through the motions of graduation and at the end they announced the names of each of the triples and the crowd roared. Now, it was time to prepare for the ball. We all took the little backdoor to the next room. We went to our dressing room. Not long after Laney followed behind us. She did my make-up for our group hip-hop piece. My make up was blue and light green. We were dancing to Shine Ya light by Rita Ora. I put on my costume. It consisted of shorts that Laney made herself with denim on one side and a comic strip design on the other. There were booms and pows everywhere. I also out on a green tank top with rhinestones on it and I had my hair dip-dyed blue. I put it into two pigtails which was my usual dance hairstyle. I sat down in a chair while Laney started on my turqouise ringlets. "During graduation, I got a call from the dance company." She said curling the back first. I heard hushed laughter and giggles from the other girls in the dressing room. They probably didn't believe I got into a company. "What did they say?" I said proudly. "Well," she sighed. "They just said that," I heard fake crying behind me and jumped. I got burned and screamed. Then she laughed. I growled lowly. The other girls laughed at me too. "I don't think that's funny," I mumbled. "I'm joking. They already got us a job. Dancing for Katy," "Katy who?!" I almost screamed. "Katy Perry," she said curling the last curl. I heard a glass bottle drop. It was a bottle of expensive lotion. Everyone looked at us. I smiled at Laney. Oh My Goodness Katy Perry!!! She is amazing. "But she's so popular and she's so aahhhhh!!!!" "I know right!!!"

My name is Allison. I'm British and a dancer. Well I sing and act also. I'm kind of a klutz when I'm not dancing. I'm about 5 feet 9 inches tall. I have long light brown hair with natural dark brown highlights. I'm black or well I should say I look black. I'm Jewish (race not religion) , Jamaican, Haitian, and British. A mix up I guess. Because my family is huge. Over the pond everyone thinks my accent is adorable but back here in Britain I'm just an average girl. Plain looking. Except for my eyes and hair. My hair has three different colors. Naturally. Blonde,light brown, dark brown. And my eyes are dark brown but they change to hazel and gray sometimes. I have lived in Britain for the past 3 years. I go to my performing arts school. I'll be graduating in three days. While everyone else is moving on to large company jobs or actor's guild positions I am just waiting for a chance. A chance at singing, acting, dancing, anything I love to do anything I can get my hands on. I also want a chance at love. Love means everything to me. My heart my soul. I want to love someone who loves me back. This is my story, loves!