'Shit shit shit shit shit shit' he repeated like some kind of mantra, 'where the hell is she?'. It was about an hour since the end of the concert and most of the fans had filed away, but still there was no sign of his sister. 'Calm down Ade, i am sure we will find her at the train station, she's not stupid she knows her way' said his girlfriend. 'i guess so, well we can try, i swear she always gets into scrapes' Ade sighed rolling his eyes.
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Jon led her up to the Lift....**Ding** the lift arrived, empty. 'Okay. Stood in the lift...just him and me...why am i nervous at this' she thought before accidentally giggling slightly. Jon turned and said 'Well are you gonna get in the lift?....and let me know what is so funny'. He had this sly grin on his face 'dam you' she thought to herself. As she entered the lift she saw him press the button for the top floor, 'why do penthouses always have to be on top?' she said...Jon laughed out loud at this 'Thats because Penthouses are the top, that's what they are', 'yeah but....I think I just had a blonde moment didn't I?' she chuckled. 'Don't worry it happens to the best of us' Jon replied pointing to his hair....
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Ade paced the carriage of the train, 'i am telling you to call the police' his girlfriend said. 'Laura listen they won't do anything, she is over 18 so she has to be missing for like 2 days or something before they will act' Ade replied, rubbing his furrowed brow...'We will go back to your's and then call them in the morning...she will be fine'. 'And your parents?' Laura asked. 'Don't, god, they will kill me!', with that Laura shot him a look. 'Okay okay i will call them straight after the police tomorrow'.
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'So?.....' Jon asked as he opened the door to the penthouse suite. She just stood there taking it in. The massive sofas, the huge widescreen tv...no more like a cinema screen, the bar area with drinks on tap and optics. 'Wow!' was about all she could muster as she walked in. 'So from what i have gathered so far, you and your band are quite the big deal?' she said to Jon as they walked across to the window. 'I mean Wembley and all those people, and this suite?' Jon smiled, 'well we try! Anyway make yourself at home won't you? I guess i will be making an appearance at the after show party'. She nodded before Jon turned to walk into one of the bedrooms just off the living area...'Are you sure you won't come, Shortstuff?' laughing she grabbed a cushion off the vast sofa and threw it at his head.
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