Cheer Up Baby | Elijah Hewson

Chapter 31. Medicine Pt.1

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I don't think I've felt more tired in my life. The constant flying, editing pictures until all hours with Llyod, and sometimes we'd be up until sunrise trying to plan and get things sorted for the upcoming tour dates.

Three dates in Amsterdam flew by, my stomach turning every morning when I'd wake up knowing that before I knew it, I'd be standing around crowds of people in Slane Castle.

I'd be standing around him after 61 days of zero contact.

I don't know if he's sorted things out or made up his mind. His number is still blocked, and I told Sophie and the rest of the lads not to talk about him or how he's doing when they're in conversation with me about tour or life updates.

I feel like I've become a new person or completely restarted my life. Being a part of Love On Tour means I get to reinvent myself. No one knows about my past, I can focus on a job that doesn't have to do with the boys, even though I do miss them and I sometimes feel slightly homesick when I think of them.

I have become very close to my new family, though. I assumed that Harry wouldn't really be around often, but we've practically become very close friends, which is slightly weird to me since I've been a fan for so long.

Sophie messages me 24/7 questioning whether either me and Llyod or me and Harry have a thing going on, but never in a million years would that happen since there's no denying that I'll forever be hung up on Elijah for as long as I don't have him or do have him.

It'll forever be him I'm hung up on.

The night before heading over to Slane was warm, my heart racing at what felt like a million beats per minute. The weather for the last two weeks in Ireland has been crazy, and I wasn't expecting to come back home with the heat still lingering, but it was.

As soon as it hit the 7th of June I flew home, wanting to spend two nights in my own home and my own bed before hitting the road down to Slane, or should I say my accommodation that was 23 minutes outside of Slane in Navan, County Meath.

I wasn't expecting to be driving into an 18th-century Palladian style house, but that doesn't mean I was unimpressed by it.

The entire hotel was booked out by Love On Tour band members, the support acts, and partners or very close family members of those people.

Other crew members were in a separate hotel closer to Slane Castle, while Harry himself actually was staying in Slane Castle.

I was the first person to arrive, turning up really early to drop off my bags before driving straight to Slane to get a good look at the place.

As soon as I stepped foot out of my car and onto the pebbled concrete, my phone began to ring. I smiled to myself because I already knew that it was Sophie who was ringing me.

"Hello, stranger!" She sang down the phone, the loud hustle and bustle of what I'm guessing was their surroundings in St. James' Park.

"Well, I'm not really a stranger, since we talked yesterday, but hello right back....stranger!" 

I leaned against the boot of the car, playing with the stones under my feet with the sole of my foot.

"Have you left home yet? Because if you haven't you can always jump on the bus with me and the boys."

"Well, I appreciate the offer, but I'm already here. Literally stepped out of the car, and you rang me, so perfect timing if you ask me."

"Ah, that's disappointing. The lads were hoping you'd tag along with us. It feels your new tour buddies are more important than us now." She sighed, trying to rile me up.