I Want

Chapter 8

The concert finished already and I was sweating like crazy. People congratulated me as I head to my dressing room. When I got there, no one was in here so I took the chance and grabbed a pair of clean clothes and changed. I made sure to lock the door, you never know when someone could walk in. I grabbed my joggers, a white v t-shirt, white vans and Harry's sweater that I had neatly folded on the counter. I grab make up wiped and clean my face. I didn't put any make up on. The door opened and in came Harry.

"Hey" He said as he closes the door.

"Hi" I smile at him and flop on the couch that's in my dressing room.

"You did amazing tonight. Better than ever" He kissed my forehead. "Come on. We have to leave" I nodded. I grabbed all my things and made sure I left nothing behind. After making sure nothing was missing, I take Harry's hand into mine and we start walking towards the back door. Once the bodyguard opened the door, fans were screaming and paparazzi flashing their cameras. I reach for my sunglasses because I have no make up on and I surely don't want pictures of me with no make up.

I stopped a couple times to take pictures with fans. Paparazzi asking me random questions and I answer them. We finally arrived towards the car and I tried taking pictures with my fans. Harry started pushing me into the car, as I was have way in, I took one last picture with my fans and got inside the car. Harry sat next to me and sighed loudly. My phone started ringing and I saw Tyler's name flash across the screen. I roll my eyes and answer the call.

"Hello?" I spoke through the phone.

"Nicole, where are you?" He asked.

"In the car. Where else moron?" I said with a hint of sarcasm.

"I'm gonna act like there wasn't any sarcasm in that sentence" He said. "Your dad wants you home, like now" He expanded the word 'now' too long.

"I'll be there in a few" I hung up. Harry was on his phone. I wrap my arm around his bicep and cuddled next to him until we got home. I soon gelt my eyes become heavy before I fall into deep slumber.

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I woke up the next day. Harry had his arm tightly around my waist. I tried taking him arm off but it was no use. I decided to cuddle with him instead. After minutes passed, my flung open. Tyler comes in.

"Can I help you?" I raise my eyebrow as I asked the question.

"Yeah, dad still need to talk to you but since you fell asleep in the car ride last night he couldn't" He stated as a matter a factly. I rolled my eyes. I heard Harry groan. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"What are you doing in here?" Harry asks Tyler.

"Nicole here need to talk to dad" Tyler simply says. Harry glared at him before throwing a pillow at him. Surely he missed but made Tyler laugh and left the room. I got up from bed still wearing the same clothes from last night. I walked to the door and opened it. Going down the flight of stairs, I went to the kitchen. There I saw dad doing work, Miranda cooling breakfast, Danielle taking selfies and Tyler on his phone. Dad saw me as I sat down.

"Nicole, you know how Danielle and Tyler sing, correct?" He asked. I nodded at him gesturing for him to continue."Well, me and your managers talked. They said it would be nice if they went one tour with you" I was shocked when he said that. Even though I didn't like the idea of them coming on tour with me, I nodded as I got up and headed towards my room. My phone buzzed on the night stand. I checked and had a message.

From Niall:

Get packing chicka, we're going to where the buses are