A Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Chapter 19: An Uncomfortable Talk

Heeeellllloooo!!!!!!! I loved the comments you guys left me on Chapter 18!!!! And like I said before, I want you guys to tell me what you think of the story so far and if I should change something, you know...critize me. I don't mind if you guys say it's bad because I want to know what you guys think of it. :) So here is Chapter 19 and just like it's title, it is a very, VERY uncomfortable talk! ;D

                              Liam's POV

     Packing Day is today.

Woohoo.

     I am not so excited about this unlike the others. We leave tomorrow, which is Sunday at very freaking early in the morning. So today, we have to pack and get to bed early and then wake up and head straight towards the airport.

     Since this is going to be our first tour and we are going to the United States for the first time and Sofia is going with us, this is a tour I am going to cherish for the rest of my life. Sofia, for me and Zayn, is like our little sister that we have to protect. We love her like Simon loves her, which is as family.

     Now, Louis, Harry and Niall, on the other hand, are falling for her very deeply that even sometimes, Zayn and me wonder how they will ever get out? Because sooner or later, she will have to leave and go back to her normal life in Florida.

     That is going to be the hardest part for the whole band.

                             Sofia's POV

     I finally put my feet on the floor and started walking very slowly towards the door of my room. Once I opened it, I was trying not to laugh at the scenery.

     My dad was in the living room and was giving the boys a talk, which I suppose it was the usual: 'Stay Away From My Daughter or Daddy Bear Will Come Out and Beat the Crap Outta You'. Louis seemed to have noticed me and mouthed: 'Help'. I covered my mouth to prevent myself from laughing.

     Dad seemed to have noticed Louis and asked him.

"Who are you talking to?" My dad said and he turned around and saw me.

     I went to his direction and did the usual morning routine.

"Bendicion." I said and hugged him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. 

"Dios te bendiga." My dad said back smiling and blushing.

     Look, for the ones who don't know Spanish, 'bendicion' means blessing in English and 'Dios the bendiga' means God bless you. We do this every time I wake up, every time I greet a family member that is older than me or when my mom or dad comes home from work.

     This is normal for my family.

     I started looking at my dad expectantlyand my dad started laughing nervously.

"What were you saying to the boys?" I asked my dad.

"I was just...um...explaining that mom and I are happy that you are going on tour with them." My dad said, but his eyes betrayed him.

"Sure you were, dad." I said patting him on the shoulder.

     I started heading towards my mom and did the same 'Bendicion' routine with her.

"I'm serious, Sofia!" My dad said looking desperate.

"Whatever makes you sleep at night, dad." I said looking at him.

    Then all the boys started laughing.

"Mom, what was dad talking about?" I said to my mom.

"You know... the usual." My mom said chuckling.