Chapter Eighteen: Tour Time

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**One Month Later**

**Alexa's POV** 

"I'm gonna miss you, baby," my mom says, hugging me.

"I'm gonna miss you too," I say, kissing her on the cheek. Its been a long month of rehearsals, vocals, and choreography, but finally we are leaving for tour today. We've had the week to spend with our families, but Grayce, Coleen, Layla and I are at the airport getting ready to leave to London, where we are meeting up with the boys. 

I move on to Coleen's mom. "Keep Coleen out of bars, you know the English drinking laws," Karen (Coleen's mom) tells me. I laugh, hugging her and trying to hold in my tears. Yes, I am happy about going on tour, but its hard to leave our loved ones. I made movies with iMovie on my laptop with all of my friends and cousins to remember all of the fun we had.

"Keep Coleen safe," Coleen's dad, Keith, says pulling me into a hug. I nod, still trying to keep back the tears. I walk over to Grayce's mom.

"I assure you will keep my baby safe?" she asks. I nod, hugging her. 

"Hey kiddo, its not that bad," Grayce's older brother, Max, says to me. I laugh, fake punching him. I move on to Grayce's dad. 

"We have talked it over, and made a decision that you are the mother of the younger ones. Keep them safe, warm, and out of trouble. Don't be too mean though, have fun!" he exclaims. I nod, hugging him. I grab my set of Vera Bradley bags, and wait for the others. We finish saying our goodbyes right before the plane is called.

"Flight 378 to London now boarding," the lady on the loud speaker says. We all get out luggage and get on the plane, sitting in a four seat set of chairs in first class. There is a table between us, and I get out my laptop as we take off, going on Facebook.

"Alexa, wake up!" I hear someone say. I open my eyes and see Layla. "We're in London!" she exclaims. I get up, grab my bags, and head off the plane. I walk into the airport to see Coleen standing with a terribly disguised One Direction. Fake mustaches, really? I give Layla a look before getting attacked by Louis.

"LEXIEBOO!" he screams, running, picking me up, spinning me around, and kissing me passionately on the lips. He puts me down, takes my luggage, and we walk to the Tour Bus, a.k.a. my new home for about six months. I go to the bunks before anyone else can, and get my favorite. Right above Coleen yet right across from Louis.

I start to unpack my stuff onto the indents in the wall. I notice there is a note. I read it.

Hi baby,

I imagine you will get this as you are unpacking. I just wanted to tell you how much your father and I are proud of you. You have worked so hard for this, even though it all started with you getting kidnapped. We respect your decision of becoming a Pop Star, because we know how much you've wanted this. I know that whenever you pack for something you always forget something, and this time it was your hair accessory bag. Its in your makeup bag, don't worry. Have fun traveling the world, and we love you.

Love,

Mom, Dad, and Kayla.

Kayla is my dog. After reading that note, I hear the bus start up and feel it roll away. I go into the main room. "UGHHH" Coleen. I go to meet her, and see her on the couch, curled in a ball.

"Babe, you okay?" Niall asks. She just groans in response. I look at Grayce and Layla knowingly, and Grayce heads to the kitchen, and Layla to the bunks.

Grayce comes back with a pill and some water. She puts it down on the table, and signs to me saying that the boys need to leave. Our parents taught us sign language so we could communicate with each other. Anyways, I nod.

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