Pool day

BLAKE's POV

A open my eyes to a 'ding' and feel something shift on my shoulder. The air-hostess announces that we'll be arriving in fifteen minutes.

I look down to my shoulder to find Samira lightly snoring. Her face looked so peaceful I was almost jealous of how serene she looked.

I'll never admit it aloud, but I've been having nightmares lately. Nothing deep, I just think Pennywise is after my life. Remind me not to watch horror movies before tour.

A big snort breaks my trance and I chuckle at Sam. She shifts a little and cuddles against my biceps. My smile falters because something about that just scared the crap out of me.

And no, I wasn't thinking of Pennywise.

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"... thank you for flying with Qatar Airways." The air-hostess announces.

I look at Sam still sleeping on me. "Wake her up bro I need to get something from Nina" Kristina scurries.

I would stay like this for another hour if things were my way but I knew we had to get going. Instead of waking her up gently like I wanted to, I settle for the most Blake way of waking her up.

"PAELLA FAJITA IBIZA TOMATINA" I yell in her ear.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" she screams. I suddenly feel a pang on my arm and wince.

"Blakeee!" She drags, rubbing my arm where she planted the punch. She's pretty strong, not gonna lie.

I pout playfully, making her roll her eyes. "Oh come on tough guy, that hardly hurt. Let's go! We don't want to miss out on the whole Madrid experience now do we?" She squeals the last part.

I shake my head at her enthusiasm with a small smile betraying my face.

SAMIRA's POV

"We're here!" Nina screams and jumps at me. Even though this isn't the first time we're on tour, every new place excites us. I laugh and hug her back.

We load our luggage in the Mercedes minibus and make  our way to the seats. "First we're checking in to the hotel and having lunch. You guys can relax for a while and then we're going for sound check at the stadium." Yonta, our manager announces.

We all reply in a chorus of grunts. "Finally some free time. The eleven am sun sucked all my energy up." Neal complains, who's sitting next to me. "Let's all chill by the pool until sound check? We have six hours." I suggest. "Sounds like a plan." Raissa, our Brazilian member says.

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After a good lunch, I change into by black bathing suit, ready to just sit back and get some breathing time.

The team is already there, Jason, Neal, Sandra, Kevin and Nina are playing in the pool; Kristina and Raissa are at the lounge laughing them.

I walk towards Kristina and Raissa, thinking where Blake and Neal are.

"BOO" I hear someone scream and that was the last thing I heard before I was met by the cold water of the pool.