Pieces of Us| h.s.

Chapter Twenty One.

Sydney Archer

It's the final show of the tour.

My heart breaks even thinking that I have to say goodbye to touring for a little while. It'll be a couple of months at most, and we won't stop doing live performances, but this is my favourite thing in the world and I just wish I could do this forever. Touring is my entire world, it feels like this is what I was born to do and I wish it could go on forever.

This leg of the tour was a shorter one, we were just touring Europe to wrap it up and still, with every new show I'm taken aback by the support. The love and positivity people bring to these shows is why I love it so much. Singing with my best friends to people who love our music, there is nothing better.

Harry and I haven't spoken about the kiss since it happened, and part of me is a little disappointed. When it happened I was surprised, my best friend just kissed me and I wasn't expecting it. I didn't hate it though, I wish I did and I wish I thought it was strange, but I didn't.

Things weren't awkward, we were both just aware that we had kissed before and that we probably shouldn't do it again. That tension has gone now and things are back to normal again, it's as if it never even happened.

Myles spoke to me about it, said Harry was panicking that things were ruined for the band because of this kiss and when I spoke to Harry, we decided we'd forget about it. I told Jamie about the ksis when it happened, so we all know about it, we just never really talk about it, maybe nobody else thinks about it. I know I do though.

I was getting ready for the last show, I was standing there alone looking at myself in the mirror with a smile as I put on some red lipstick. For the first time in a while, I looked at myself and felt confident. I'm not somebody who cares too much about what I look like, but as surprising as it is to some people, I really do lack self confidence.

When I joined the guys, they all looked at me with smiles, gave me a little cheer in order to fill me with the confidence they knew I might be lacking. I gave them a little twirl, my skirt spun round and my necklace swung over my shoulder, Myles was there to fix it back into place and the other two were smiling away to themselves.

We're a very tight knit group, we know each other like the backs of our hands and sometimes I'm convinced that I can feel all the emotions that they do. They'll compliment me when they think I need it, and we'll tell Jamie we still love him when he thinks we're mad at him. We're a real family, a family we chose to create because I do believe family is what you make it, not those you're stuck with by blood.

'What's with the nudity tonight, Styles?' I asked jokingly, as Harry was wearing a denim jacket with nothing beneath it.

'Usually my look.' Jamie added, who tonight was wearing a shirt with the buttons half undone, Myles stuck to his usual, his waist coat with no shirt. 'Harry's more shredded than me, pulls it off better.'

'Thanks darling.' Harry grinned, grabbing his face and kissing his cheek jokingly. 'Everyone pulled out their best look for tonight then? Well, apart from Myles.'

'Fuck you, I look great.' Myles gave Harry a little shove.

Nick came in to tell us we had ten minutes until show time, suddenly we were all hit with the most bittersweet feelings in our stomachs. Everyone's face or the same expression, we were all so proud and excited, but the last shows always hit us really hard.

It'll only be a couple of months at most, we'll be playing again before we know it but when there's no definitive date, there's no guarantee when we'll be back and that's heartbreaking. We all worked so hard to get to this point, where we can live off of the music we make and travel the world playing music as our jobs.