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

Chapter 21: || ERICA||

My phone rang in the silent hotel room. The caller ID said, "Si" so I answered it, and put it on speaker.
"Erica?" Simon asked over the phone. The boys were gathered all around me.
"Yeah?" I asked nervously. He never calls unless he's mad at us.
"How would you feel if I said you had an option to go on your own comeback tour?" I stared at my phone in shock.
"Really? When?"
"Well, we can start arranging dates now. They will be done when the boys tour is over. We have a couple of dates set up already. And we have the promotion posters and everything already set up, just in case you said yes. So, are you saying yes to the tour?"
"Yes! Oh my God!" He chuckled at my response.
"Okay, we'll get the rest of the dates set up, and get your promo interviews set up," and with that, he hung up.
"Wow," Harry said surprised. I looked at all of them.
"So that's it? We finish tour, you go back on tour. Then what, we never see each other again?" Niall asked angrily. He shook his head and walked out. I was about to get up and talk to him, but Louis told me to 'sit my skinny ass back down.' I rolled my eyes, but sat back down anyways.
"Look, knowing Simon, he probably already has half of the dates or more already set up. He probably will have me leave in the next couple weeks or so and he probably already has another act to take my place, so I can do the promoting shit he wants done," I told them.
"We don't want another opening act," Louis whined.
"Aw, Lou does have feelings!" I said, going over to him and hugging him. I pulled away after a few seconds and sat down.
"Well, let's look at it this way," Liam started. "Let's get to the concert, and then go to the airport, spend 12 hours on a plane, land, get to the next hotel, sleep, and then we should go somewhere and have some fun. Besides, we have almost a two week break when we fly to San Diego for the concert after Finland. So, why don't we enjoy it while it lasts."
"Simon just texted me. He said my last concert with you guys July 31 in Indianapolis," I looked up from my phone, to see that Niall returned just in time for the new news. The five boys looked at each other, crushed. I could feel tears threatening to spill over, but I blinked them back.
"This isn't even fair," Zayn commented.
"It sucks, to be completely honest, but I get to go on my own tour for the first time in years!" I said.
"It still isn't fair," Louis said. The boys were arguing about how it wasn't fair, until Niall started yelling.
"You guys aren't even listening to her! She wants to go on her own tour. She wants to earn back the fame she used to have, even though she's pretty goddamn popular already! Does she want to leave? No. But she's excited and you guys aren't even listening to what she has to say, goddammit. Have you ever thought of what she wants and not think about yourselves for one fucking minute? Jesus Christ. All you guys ever think about is yourselves and your own issues!" He finished.
"You just don't want her to leave because you love her," Louis shot back.
"Bullshit! He doesn't even fucking know me, let alone love me! Don't I get a say in any of this? Yeah, I agree it isn't fair that I'm leaving! Do I want to leave? Not really, but right now I do. And only because you guys are acting like immature assholes, and I'm sick of it! I don't even want to be in the same room as you guys because you guys are so goddamn stupid!" I screamed and I got up and left. But before I did, I turned around and said, "Maybe I'll leave right now!" Even though they knew I wouldn't leave, I said it anyways.
When I left the room, I left the hotel. I just walked down the streets, crying. I went in a huge circle and ended up back at the hotel. I went in, and went to my room. Before I opened the door, I took a deep breath. As I exhaled, I turned the knob of the door.