She's Fearless

Chapter 2

"Ali! How nice to see you again." Paul greeted me at the airport gate. I just stared back at him because there is no way I am happy to be here right now.

"Look Ali," he started to walk towards baggage claim. "I know you don't want to be here. So just clean up you act, make positive changes and this can all end and you chan go home." he tried to reason with me.

"This isn't like last time Paul."

"It can be if you try." he shrugged. 

"Do you not understand that this literally killing me? That all I want to do right now is scream and punch everyone around me cause I hate this?"

"You can punch me. It will probably hurt your hand more than it would hurt me." He laughed but  I knew that wasn't true. "Come on Ali, this could be a great time if you let it be."

"I just want to go home." The conveyor belt started to move letting bags fall down from the shoot.

"Then prove that you are better than all the stupid and idiotic shit you're doing."  he reached for a bag knowing it was mine cause it was the same one I carried around two years ago. My second bag followed it. "Let's go." he carried the two bags in his hands and I held my small purse. "I think I like the rose pink better than the blue hair." he said pointing out my hair color.

"It's pastel, not rose." I corrected him.

"My bad." he said with his inner sass showing. "Where's your guitar?" he asked.

"Not here."

"Well, I can see that." we made it outside and her pointed to the left to the car.

"I just didn't bring it." I said as he started to load my suitcases into the back of the car. I got in the passenger's seat.

"Get comfy, it's a two and a half hour drive from here."

"What?"

"I thought you knew that?"

"No. Where are we going?"

"Your dad's vacation home? He didn't tell you?"

"No! I thought I was going on tour with the boys!"

"Oh...well you're not." he laughed at me. "They're taking a break. Or as I like to call it, a timeout."

"Why?"

"Because they're in trouble."

"For what?"

"Do you not keep up with the news?" again, laughed at me.

"Well yeah I do but...you know. Still why?"

"Just too much negative things out there about them. They need a break from it all. With Zayn and Perrie breaking up, Harry drunk punching a paparazzi guy. Also with Liam's hip surgery everyone is coming up rumors like he's suing the hospital. And then there's Louis who left Carla at the wedding alter- oh is that a sensitive subject? Sorry?"

"No. Not at all. Why would I care about that?"

"Well...you know..."

"I don't care about that so,"

"Well anyways, everyone is basically in a time out until things change."

"How is Liam by the way? I know the surgery was several months ago, but is he doing okay?" I asked. I never did call or send a get well thing to him. I think my dad did though. Maybe he put my name on it.

"Great, actually. He bounced back really fast. He says he doesn't have any pain, which is good. But he still has some physical therapy he has to go through twice a month but that's only for one more month. But after that he should perfectly back to normal."