Tour Life ||n.h|| [au]

Chapter 15: ||ERICA||

"Louis William Tomlinson!" I yelled.
His head popped out from one of the bunks. "You called?" He asked, laughing.
I rolled my eyes at him, annoyed.
"What'd I do?" his expression more serious.
I looked around before asking, "Did you tell Niall?" I whispered.
"No. Did you tell him?"
"No! Unless he's not as oblivious as I thought he was."
"He is a lot smarter than we give him credit for," he told me. "You should tell him though."
"No, and if you do, or tell anyone, you will wake up in the Atlantic Ocean with sharks-"
"I get it!" He held up his hands in defense. "I won't tell a soul. Promise."
"Say what to who?" Zayn asked.
"Nothing!" Louis and I said at the same time. Smooth, Erica, smooth.
"Oh. Okay. Well, we're here. At the airport. So, get your stuff, and let's go!" "Yes sir!" Louis yelled, and saluted as Zayn walked out. I laughed and went to get my stuff.
Since we had just gotten done with the concert, I quickly changed into a baggy sweatshirt and a pair of black sweatpants. I put my hair in a messy side braid, and took off my makeup.
I honestly didn't care if the paparazzi got the 'no-makeup-look' or the 'lazy' version of me. I would wear sweatpants to perform in, but management doesn't approve of that. Screw Modest! Management...
When we got into the airport, the fans crowded around the doors, waiting to get autographs and pictures with the boys, and possibly me. As the boys took pictures and all that good stuff, I just walked straight through, to the plane. I don't care if any of the fans call me rude, I'm tired, and I just want to sleep. That's it.
@theEricaJenkins-
Sorry guys, I'm tired, I just want to sleep.... :( sorry if I disappointed you... -erica xx
When I got on the plane, Preston, another security guard, put my bags in the overhead. I sat down, leaned my head back, and fell asleep instantly.
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I woke up to laughing.
"Don't wake them up, they're so cute."
"Take the picture," someone else said. I snuggled in closer to the hard pillow next to me.
"Aw, that's so cute. I just can't stand this," a different voice said.
I gave up and said, "Too late, I'm up," and looked next to me. So, Niall's shoulder was my 'pillow.'
"But you two were adorable!" Louis gushed, and discreetly winked at me. I felt the heat rush to my face, and I looked out the window.
"Louis," Harry said, "Do you know something that the rest of us don't?"
"No. Why?" Lou played it off, easily. Thank God for Louis Tomlinson.
"You sure?" Zayn pressed. I looked at Louis, and he quickly glanced at me.
"Yeah."
"Yeah?" Zayn smiled.
"Yeah. I don't think there's anything to know," he shrugged.
"Oh. Okay. Erica?" Harry asked.
"What?"
"What do you know?"
"What do I know about what?"
"Never mind," he and Zayn disappeared. I turned my head to face Louis. "Thanks."
"No problem, but I still think you should tell him. Oh, and I took a picture."
I rolled my eyes. "Louis!"
"It was too adorable not to."
"Can I see it?"
"Yeah," he took out his phone. I took it from him.
I sent it to myself. In the picture, my head was on his shoulder and his cheek was on the top of my head. It was kind of adorable...
I gave him the phone back. He looked at it. "Did you just send that to yourself?"
"No," and then my phone dinged. I smiled, and shrugged.
Louis rolled his eyes. "Cute." He walked away, and I looked next to me.
Niall was still asleep, so I quietly took out my headphones and plugged them into my phone to listen to my music.
I sang and hummed a little bit, but in a hushed tone.
"Every time our eyes meet
This feeling inside me
Is almost more than I can take
Baby when you touch me
I can feel how much you love me
And it just blows me away
I've never been this close to anyone or anything
I can hear your thoughts
I can see your dreams."