The Rebel

Chapter 32

The plane just arrived here in California at 12 midnight. We leave New York at 3 in the afternoon with Gretta's crew, Derek, the lads, the back-ups, and Mr. Clayton with his friends. I am incredibly tired and I need to sleep. Gretta, Mr. Clayton, and Derek are now in their car and the rest of us are in our private bus, heading straight to our hotel. We're the first performer for tomorrow and I already feel nervous. I don't know what will happen because this is absolutely the first performance we did outside the country. It feels like we're on a tour and having concerts but this isn't a tour. This is just concert of the bands. I can't imagine that we will be invited in this kind of event.

Kesha and Violet stayed in New York and decided to not come with us. We just asked the camera man to record our performance and post it on Livestream so they can watch it. On my other hand, Liam can now walk and I feel proud of my man being strong all the way from New York up to California. He can already handle the scar without the gauze. Harry cried before going to airport because of his little man, Damian. The little guy was crying while holding on his legs and while attempting to walk, he won't let go. Katy just carried him inside and went out to give Harry a goodbye french kiss. Louis is kinda sad of leaving Penelope. They look cute though. Zayn wasn't sad of leaving anyone in New York because first of all, he doesn't have a girlfriend. Second, his family is in Bradford. Maybe in next week, he'll go home and come back to New York because of our wedding.

"We're here." Harry exhaustedly said and he went down from the bus first.

"Finally!" My voice hoarse as I stood up.

"Woah, did you drink somethig cold?" Zayn said as he stop and carry his bag.

"Sort of." I shrugged.

"Damn, should've bought some strepsils for you." Liam said as he carried my luggage.

"I got that." I tried to get my bag from him but he pushed it backwards.

"I got it." He said and I glared at him then smiled.

"Gonna skype dad when we have our rooms." I mumbled to him and I grab my personal bag from the upper compartment.

One of the crew negotiate with the information lady and gave us the assigned room. As we got inside the hotel room, the lads landed on the bed like frogs that fell down from a very high building.

"Louis and Harry on this bed. Me and Liam will take the one on that corner. Zayn and Niall here." I told them and they quickly went to their bed.

I sat down in front of my laptop and waited for dad to answer my call.

"Alexa," he answered exhaustedly.

"Hi dad. We just arrived and it's a very tiring arrival." I mumbled.

"Hello, Mr. Vance!" The lads shouted at the back.

"Hello boys! Feeling well, I see." Dad said with the smile plastered on his face.

"Not quite." Harry answered.

"They're all pretty tired including me." I chuckled. "Where are you by the way?" I asked.

"I'm still at the office. Your mom's at home. Oh, I forgot to tell. France and Helena visited the house. They wanted to see Denzel." He told me.

"It's nice of them to visit. I never even get to see them." I said.

"They missed you so much. They don't even know that you're in a band." He said.

"I don't have time to tell them. We've been busy." I shrug.

"Rest now, princess. Talk to you tomorrow. Don't forget the medicine." He said.

"Okay, dad. Bye. I love you." I said.