Andy Calder

Take Me Home

The day after our eventful dinner started off calm. El and Louis sat me down and told me that I can not go to a real school. Their reasoning? One Direction was about to starta tour. 

"Can't El and I just stay here? I mean we aren't part of your boyband," I argue. 

Louis shakes his head and stands up next to me. 

"We were supposed to start our tour two days ago. We had to change our first two concerts to be our last two concerts. This was because you got kidnapped. Now, if we leave you here it will be easier for something to happen to you. If you come with us, it will be harder for people to target you because of security and the fact that we are always moving. Maybe you can go to school next year," Louis explains. 

My hands fly up to my hair in frustration. 

"Louis do you know how hard it was to convince my parents to let me stay with you all longer than just winter break? It was hard! what makes you think they will let me stay next year too?" I ask angrily.

Louis opens his mouth to say something, but El stops him. Confusion settles in my mind for a quick second before El wipes it away with her next statement. 

"We are all going on tour and that's final. Now go start packing. We have a world tour to get going on," Eleanor demands. 

I nod like a little child and jog to my room. I pull out my giant suitcases and start packing. I put all my bathroom supplies inside a bathroom bag. I fill  my largest suitcase with shirts. My next largest I fill with pants. Then finally, I put my laptop, video camera, and charging cords in my backpack. 

By time I finish, it is three in the afternoon. El told me that we have to catch a plane at seven. I have two hours. I grab my phone and call Tommy. He answers almost immediatly and agrees to meet me at the skate park about a mile away. I let El know where I'm going. I grab my skateboard and jog out the door. As soon as my feet hit the sidewalk, I start skate boarding. 

I spot Tommy almost instantly. He is sitting at the top of the half pipe with a flower in his hand. No one else is around. 

"Tommy!" I yell up to him.

He spots me and slides down. He stays seated on the half pipe. I sit next to him.

"Perrie told me that the boys are going on tour," he says with sadness in his voice,"Are you going too?" 

"Yeah, they won't let El and me stay here," I speak quietly.

My heart races as he spins the flower in his hands. Silence surrounds us. 

"Andy, I don't think we should try to keep this realationship going. We have only been dating for three months I don't think our feelings are strong enough for long distance," he avoids all eye contact with me while saying this. 

"I understand," I say.

I kiss his cheek and stand up, board in my hand. 

"Goodbye Tommy," I  say before dropping my board and riding home. Now it is about 4:00. I still have a half hour before we need to go to the airport.

I call Henry, but he doesn't answer.I decide to just head home. 

The ride home is peaceful. A few tears roll down my cheeks as I try to stop thinking about Tommy. The wind blows through my hair as Ifly by my surroundings. This will be the last moment for a while that I will actually feel free.  

When I walked into the flat, people were running everywhere. Louis was chasing Zayn trying to get his mirror back. Liam was trying to get everyone's bags in the living room. Niall was carry a bunch of bags to the living room. El was trying to get everyone to shut up. Finally, Harry was carrying bags out to the cars. I decided to help him. 

I grab some bags and go out to the cars were Harry was. He takes the bags from me and places them into the back. 

"So, did you hear the news?" Harry asks me as we head back inside to grab more bags.

"No, what news?" I ask him.

Harry grabs four bags as I grab two. We start walking back outside.

"Zayn proposed to Perrie," he told me.

"Haven't they only been dating for a couple days?" I ask, shocked.

Harry tosses the bags he grabbed into the car.

"Apparently they have been dating since Perrie first dropped Tommy off over here," he says.

"Wow," I say.

"Yeah, I know right? So, how is Tommy with you leaving and all?" Harry asks. 

This time we don't go back inside. Harry just turns and leans against the car. 

"Actually, he broke up with me," I shrug.

I start twisting my hands together. I don't want Harry to make a big deal about this.

"Come here," he says. 

I look up and see his arms open wide. I quickly wrap my arms around him. The tears, I didn't know I had, started pouring down my face. 

"Shhhh, it's alright Andy. It will be alright," he whispers softly to me.

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(A/N)

So, this story is coming to an end soon. Someone gave me an idea for a sequel, but I want to know if i should write it. How many people would read a sequel to this story? 

Comment if you would read a sequel!

~Gabby