Take Good Care

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Dear Dominique,

I see you have kept quiet so far about my little letters. Excellent. This will be the best way to ensure your safety and the safety of others around you. You have now earned another portion of my trust. I know you have formed bonds with the boys recently and you all are becoming very good friends. I want you to become close to the boys and see how they are really genuine, nice, and caring people. When you see this and see you can trust them, though, this will be harder for you in the future when the players try to use you as their main piece to win it all and deceive the people you have grown to love and know. I may have said too much, but the more you know, the better you will be prepared. 

Salutations, License Plate Man 

I crumpled up the letter and put it back in my bag as I stood at the changing table with Lux. I had to hurry back to the boys and Lou so everything would appear normal. The show was over, which made my bathroom excuse seemingly true. 

I looked down at the cold white and black tile floor. I felt numb. I felt as though I was truly just a puppet in everyone's life right now. Lou told me what to do with Lux, Lux demanded me to fulfill her needs, my father directed me to this position, the mysterious mustache man and his letters were mandating me how to act, what to say, and who to trust. I felt weak. I felt stupid. I felt lost. 

I started to shed a few tears as these thoughts whirled around my head. But I kept reminding myself of how I had to pull it together. Number one, I was with Lux and didn't want her to start crying if I was crying. Number two, everyone was expecting me to walk up with Lux in my arms and a smile spread across my face. I couldn't let my feelings get to me; it would only break me down and make things way worse then they needed to be. I needed to make the best of this situation, and stay strong. For most importantly the sake of myself, but also for the sake of others. 

As I walked out of the restroom with Lux in my arms and her diaper bag slung over my shoulder, I thought to myself; maybe I wasn't the puppet. Maybe I was something more, holding everything and everyone together. Either way, I was still extremely confused and felt like I was floating through life in this strange way.

I approached Lou and the boys backstage. The boys were ecstatic from their fantastic performance, and everyone around them was feeding off their positive vibes. As soon as they spotted me, the boys crowded around me and bombarded me with questions.

"What did you think!?" Liam said jumping around.

"Did you have a good time?" Louis said, buzzing.

"How were our vocals?" Zayn asked.

"What was your favorite part of the show?" Niall chimed in.

I giggled at them, as they acted like excited little five year olds at a birthday party. Harry kept his eyes trained on me smirking in a flirtatious manner. I winked at Harry, smiling. What was the harm in a bit of flirting? It was just banter, right?

"The show was amazing boys! So glad I came!" I said, bouncing Lux in my arms. The boys all clapped in triumph and played around with each other in joy. After about ten minutes, everyone settled down and decided they wanted to get back to the hotel because of an extreme case of jet lag.