This is it, the first day of the Little Mix tour! I'm so happy, anxious and excited all at the same time! Caleb, Erica and I have been watching the girls sound check all day and it's finally time to start prepping for the show. There are three outfit changes in the show so I have a walkie-talkie to notify me five minutes before the next outfit change when to go to the dressing room. Caleb, Erica and I all walk into the dressing room when a beautiful bouquet of colorful flowers catches our attentions.
"Ooh who is it for?!" Caleb squeals, plucking the note from in between the flowers.
"Probably for one of the girls from their boyfriends." Erica suggests.
"Yeah that's not for you to see, Nosy Pants!" I joke, trying to take the note from him. His face drops as soon as he opens the tiny envelope, causing Erica and I to exchange confused looks.
"...Mari these are for you." He says in shock as he hands me the note. I freeze, almost scared to look at it. Who is sending me flowers and why? I carefully take the paper and read it:
Mari, Good luck on your first day on the job! I'll know you'll be incredible. Always thinking about you. -L
L? As in Liam? Why the hell would he send me flowers, we're not even dating! Erica quickly takes the note from me and scans over it.
"L? As is Liam?" She questions, almost verbatim from my thoughts.
"But I thought you were broken up!" Caleb whisper-yells to me, cautiously checking the area to make sure no one is around. I also confided in them about what happened a few weeks after we met because now I know I can trust them and they will always have my back.
"We are! Thats the weird thing...why would he send me flowers if we're not together?" I look over to the beautiful flowers. They really were the most beautiful bouquet of flowers I've ever seen: blue and purple hydrangeas, one of my favorites.
"Obviously he still wants you back! Oh my God, you have to tweet a picture of these!" Caleb gushes as he picks up the vase and sets it on another table.
"Why would I do that? People will still think we're dating." I retort. I feel like if I tweet a picture of them Liam might get the wrong idea, I don't want him to think he's off the hook with just some flowers...he really has to work to prove he's changed.
"Exactly! You said it yourself that Liam hasn't made the break-up public so you still should fool the public into thinking you are so there's nothing suspicious!" Erica points out. She does have a point, I just hope this won't give Liam false hope, well I'm not sure if it would be entirely false but you know what I mean.
"Oh what the hell..." I shrug as I pull out my phone to take a picture. I don't include the note or say who they're from, I want to keep it as ambiguous as possible. I caption it only with the blushing happy face Emoji and hit send, my Twitter is instantly flooding with retweets and replies.
"You guys are so cute even when you're broken up." Caleb comments, jokingly pinching my cheek.
The girls are doing their last song in the show, Wings, and I'm honestly so happy we've survived the first night. It was hectic at first, trying to get the girls in and out of outfits but by the third outfit change it was all smooth sailing. After the final change, the rest of the crew and I begin packing up our things and going back to the tour buses so we can leave immediately after the girls are done and in the bus. I say goodbye to Erica and Caleb as we part ways into different buses, I'm alone in the bus so I take out my laptop and log into Twitter. I check Liam's page to see if he's said anything but just like clockwork my phone buzzes with a text from him.
Glad you enjoyed the flowers babe xx
Clearly he's seen the picture and that sends a quick flutter through my body. Why am I still getting butterflies in my stomach every time I get a text from him? Oh yeah, because I still love him. I feel like I shouldn't after what he did to me but I can't just let go of my feelings for him. He's somehow managed to make me feel happy that he still cares, sad that we aren't together anymore, mad at the fact that it's his fault and stressed out over the whole thing! If you haven't noticed I'm kind of an emotional mess.
I decide against replying to him and continue perusing around Twitter. About 10 minutes later I hear deafening screams outside of the bus indicating that the girls are on their way up. I close up my laptop and walk over to the front of the bus to greet them. Leigh-Anne, Jesy, Perrie and Jade all walk onto the bus single file as the screams pour through the open door. Once they give their last waves, the door is shut and I give each girl a congratulatory hug.
"The show was incredible! We survived the first show!" I exclaim with a laugh. We all cheer and make our way to the back lounge and plop onto the couches. We spend the rest of the night talking about the show, how great it was and what we should do for the next show when Stella interrupts us.
"Hello ladies! That was an amazing show! We've got a long day of press and promotion tomorrow so off to bed the lot of you!" We all love that she's basically a mother figure to all of us even though she's not that much older. We oblige and all climb into our bunks and let the rhythmic rocking of the bus put us to sleep.
