chasing happiness

chapter seventeen: tokyo and tour

Finally the seemingly endless plane ride ended and I touched down in the gorgeous Tokyo, Japan. Everything about the place was beautiful.
The adrenaline rush of putting on a concert finally caught to pace with me. I was so excited and fortunate to have the opportunity to play for so many fans, who lets be honest, probably had no idea what I was saying.
The day finally came and I was basically running around backstage with excitement. I was so pumped to start I felt drunk off the adrenaline rush of it all. I was so engrossed in the sound check and set up the buzz of my phone startled me. Who was possibly texting me? I thought. I ran over to find no other than my wonderful boyfriend.
"Good Luck tonight, have fun." A friendly text from Adam popped up. I smiled down stupidly at my phone. Of course my plane ride had been filled with me filling my band in on my new romance. What else could you expect when Delilah was riding with you and expecting nothing less? By demand I went into detail about how wonderful he was and how lucky I was to have been given this set up. Thankfully they all bought it. And so my days joking around with my crew came easily. When I informed them on who texted me, my band mates just rolled their eyes.
The night played out effortlessly. I was so happy to get to sing in front of people again. By the third song all nerves had been thrown away and I was just simply happy to be on stage. I could not imagine pursuing any other career. It was not how I was singing but what I was singing that finally effected me. When I gas planned the setlist I was so hyped for tour, I had forgotten what it meant to actually sing these songs. Memories of harry and all the time I spent with him came back through each written lyric. I allowed myself to feel each emotion knowing it would better enhance my performance but they still did hurt. Instead I tried relating most my songs to happier events such as my new found time waster of hanging out with Adam. After that, I went through my playlist with ease.
My fans brought me such happiness. They were dressed to perfection. Meeting then afterwards was a real treat. I enjoyed what each one has to say. By the end of the night I was completely exhausted. By the time I was in my hotel bedroom it was one in the morning. I decided to text Adam back anyways.
"Thank you, show was great."
To my surprise he replied within seconds.
"I'm so happy for you!"
"Wait.. You're awake?"
"Yes..? It's 5pm."
I laughed. Time zones were never my strong suit. I then called him and we spent a whole hour on the phone talking about out day. Being nice to him came so easily as he was so genuinely kind. It was so much easier being nice to him rather than the opposite.

The next day progressed just as the one before had. I played my show and went about sight seeing. I could not believe a week had already passed.
"So you are flying back tomorrow." Delilah announced.
"So soon? It feels like I just got here!" I chimed. I was so happy to be back doing the thing I loved. It amazed me how fast time has truly gone by.
"Yes I know. Do you have any place in particular you would like to spend your few days off before the Vegas event?" She asked unamused.
"Um no."
"Good I'm sending you back to California. Hopefully you will spend more time with Adam."
Oh Adam! I had totally forgot. Yes I did want to see him. This was no longer a punishment and I could not wait to see him again and tell him about all that had took place.

Once I was back on American ground I rushed straight to Adams mansion to see him again. He greeted me with his usual goofy smile and tight hugs and I was ever so happy to be back in his presence. He led me inside where I talked his ears off about the tour and who I met and what I did. He made me a delicious dinner and we spent the night in, enjoying each other's company. To my complete relief, nothing at all was awkward about us meeting again after out intimate night. He did not bring it up which was nice nor did he look at me any different. If anything we were more tightly connected.
He contently listened to my stories despite the fact he probably did not care. He cared about me and that was enough.
After about a solid fourth minutes of my tour chatter I finally ran out of steam. Truth was I was exhausted. Technically speaking it was already night time in Japan. Adam to my relief suggested we sit down for some quality TV which I happily complied to.
We decided upon 'Friends' and I collapsed into his strong arms resting my head on his chest. By the fourth commercial I was lost into the world of slumber. My eyes grew extremely heavy as the words in the room slowly became fuzzy.
I could feel Adam playing with my hair. His fingers ran through my curly blonde whisps. Not that he was bored, he simply just like playing with me better.
And just like that, I began to drift. My head surrounded by my lanky arms, eyes shut, and and progressively becoming dead to the world. I could still feel Adams eyes upon me. I could feel his frame inches away from mine.
"I really do enjoy you Taylor." He whispered. I remained silent. "You are honestly everything I never knew I needed."

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Sorry this chapter is extremely short! Leading up to a good one though! Please leave comments if you love me:)