Still The One (Sequel to Truly Madly Deeply)

Chapter 31

Carly's POV:

            It was that time now. I getting ready to leave for my tour. The boys and I were back in Los Angeles, much to Harry and I’s relief because we didn’t have to see Austin or Kate again. But I better not jinx that. The first stop was Costa Mesa, and since it was right here in California, it wouldn't take that long to get there. We were traveling by our tour bus, since the whole tour was in North America. I was sharing my bus with Allstar Weekend, of course. The bus was big and long, like the Take Me Home tour bus, and it had my name along with We Own The Night, and the cover art for my album was on it as well.

            I was all dressed up - well not really. I had on denim shorts, Converse, a loose tee, and Harry's beanie that he was letting me keep. We were going to leave in about half an hour, and I was currently with the boys. All of us were sitting in the front lawn of mine and Ashley’s house, just relaxing. Ashley was still in London with her parents because they wanted her to stick around for a while longer, so it was just me. The boys had offered to take care of Coco, which I found awfully sweet of them.

            “You look cute in my beanie,” I hear Harry’s husky voice whisper in my ear, causing a shiver to go down my spine.

            I smile, turning my head ever so slightly to look at him. “Why thank you,” I say.

            “So Carls, you excited for your first headlining tour?” Liam asks me, his ankles crossed and legs brought up to his chest, his chin resting on his knees.

            I nod, grinning. “I can’t wait,” I say excitedly, showing off my emotion really well.

            “We’re gonna make sure to come and visit you at some of your concerts,” Zayn grins.

            I laugh. “That’d be great,” I say.

            We all talked for a while longer, until my phone rang. Picking it up, I saw that it was Kris. “The bus should be coming by your house soon,” she tells me. “You have your stuff ready?”

            “Yeah,” I say, standing up, causing all of the boys to look at me. “I’m good to go.”

            “Great,” Kris  says, and I can hear the smile in her voice. “I’ll see you soon.”

            “Alright, bye,” I tell her, and then hang up the phone.

            “What’s up?” Harry asks, looking up at me, his green eyes squinting as the California sun beams down at him.

            I put my phone in the back pocket of my shorts. “The bus is about to come to pick me up,” I tell him along with the rest of the boys. “It’s time to goooooo,” I sang the last note.

            The boys chuckle and stand up too, brushing off the back of their jeans since they were sitting on the grass. My bags were already out here, so I didn’t have to go inside. The house was locked up, and Ashley had her own key with her just in case she came back to Los Angeles. A few minutes later, I saw the familiar looking bus pull up in front of my house.