*this fanfic is coming to an end but I just wanna thank everyone who has read this & made it this far I love you all for reading this thank you!!!!*
*Kayla's POV*
Michael is suppose to come soon. He didn't give me the day, he just said he would call me when he comes. I had all my stuff together because I felt this was the day. I told my mom Michael might want to take me on tour soon, but I didn't tell her when. She was a little iffy about it at first, but she thinks I can handle it.
"Kayla do you want lunch? Me and Ross brought leftovers." My mom smiled, walking in the door. They just got back from a lunch date.
"No I'm okay." I smiled.
"If you want anything it is in the fridge." She said.
I then walked over to the couch and sat down, looking out the window.
"So mom, Ross seems like a nice guy." I smiled.
"Isn't he great. Im glad I stayed in touch with him." She smiled.
"You guys are cute together." I giggled.
"Kayla stop it." She blushed.
"It's true!" I laughed.
"Well, he is very sweet. He liked me in high school, but never really did anything." She said.
"Awe so this is like his chance." I said.
"Stop it Kayla I don't know yet." She laughed.
"I can see it happening." I laughed walking into the bathroom to fix my hair.
I then heard a loud horn outside. It probably was the garbage trucks or something.
"Um why is there a big bus outside?" My mom questioned.
I opened the bathroom door and peaked my head out.
"What?" I asked, walking over to the window.
"It kind of looks like a tour bus." She said.
I then knew. He was here. Michael was here. I dropped everything and ran down to Ross' house.
"Kayla who is that?" Ross asked.
"My boyfriend!" I screamed.
I looked out the door to see Michael get out. He leaned against the bus and smiled at me.
"He dyed his hair blue!" I yelled.
I opened the door and ran outside. The day has finally came. It was exactly like I dreamed. Michael pulled up in his tour bus to come and take me on tour with him to be with him forever.
Michael walked closer and opened his arms for me to run into. I then opened my arms and ran into his him. I ran into him so hard that it caused us to fall back onto the grass. It was the best feeling to be back in his arms again.
"Your hair is blue!" I yelled.
"Kayla I haven't seen you in 7 months and that's the first thing you say?" He asks.
"Sorry!" I laugh, then pressing my lips against his.
He then grabbed my face and pulled me closer if that was possible.
I then pulled away to look at him.
"You came." I smiled.
"How could I do this without you." He smiled.
"Yo love birds get off the ground before you two end up fucking there." I heard Calum call.
"Are they here too?" I asked.
"Yup. They all wanted to be here. They missed you too." Michael laughed.
I then got off Michael and ran to the guys who were getting out of the bus.
"Kayla!" Ashton yelled.
"You guys made it and came for me!" I laughed, hugging all of them tight.
"Missed you girl." Luke said.
"Missed you too man." I laughed.
I then turned around to see my mom and Ross standing in front of the house.
"Hold on." I said, walking over to my mom.
"Mom? I told you about me going with Michael, I know it's soon but I think I can do it. I handled being on the streets for a year and I came out alright. I know you want me to stay with you but I'm older now and-" I began to say.
"Go have fun. You have proved you can handle yourself. I think you will be just fine. Promise to come see me for holidays though." She smiled.
"Wait- oh my god that easy? I thought I was going to-"
"You're wasting time. I saw you weren't unpacking your things. I knew he was coming eventually. Go ahead. You might find your passion out there. Go get your things." She smiled.
I then felt a tear run down my face. I hugged her tight.
"Thank you I love you." I cried.
"Love you too. Now hurry!" She smiled.
I then ran through the house and upstairs.
I grabbed my bags and took one last look at the house. I then looked down at my bruises. All this fighting was worth it and got me here. I then walked back downstairs and outside.
I saw Michael talking to my mother and smiled. He then saw me and smiled.
"Ross thank you so much for everything take good care of my mother she is a wonderful woman." I smiled.
"Don't worry I will take very good care of this wonderful woman." He smiled, putting his arm around her.
"Ready love?" Michael asked.
"Yea." I smiled.
I hugged my mother one last time then took Michael's hand and got on the bus.
"Oh my god it's like a moving house!" I yelled when I got on.
"It's sick isn't it?" Luke asked.
"Get use to it, you will be living in it for a while." Michael laughed, putting my bags down.
"I can get use to this life." I smiled.
"Alright everyone grab a drink! Tonight we think to Kayla! For reuniting with the clique again and going the tour life." Calum said, raising his class.
We then all cheered and began to drink. Michael then hugged me tight and kissed my forehead.
"I missed you." He smiled.
"I missed you too." I said.
"Tonight we are stopping at a hotel and getting our own room. We have a lot to catch up on." He smirked.
"Oh. Alright." I giggled, giving him a quick kiss.
"Yea you can't do much on this bus with all these fuckers sleeping right next to you." Michael laughed.
"Yea one rule, you better keep it clean when we are on this bus together! I don't wanna hear shit!" Luke laughed.
"Can't promise you anything." Michael joked.
I swatted his chest and took another sip of my drink. "So when do I meet this boyband?" I asked.
"Tonight. They are such cool guys actually!" Calum said.
"The first night we hung out with Zayn, he let us all get a hit of his bong it was great." Michael laughed.
"Holy shit I wanna meet these guys." I yelled.
"You are really going to enjoy this your I promise you." Ashton laughed, finishing his drink.
I was so happy to be back with the guys again.
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