Liam's POV
It's so good to finally see the love of my life again but I'm sad that I had to leave her again so she can work; I won't have to worry about this being a problem anymore now that it's the last day of tour. When I finally meet back with the boys they won't stop poking fun at me and I'm just about ready to punch each of them.
"Oh Liam, that's a lovely shade of lipstick you're wearing!" Harry cackles, pinching my cheek. I quickly swat his hand away in annoyance as we arrive to our seats. We're seated in the VIP section on the upper level side of the stage and even though I've already seen the show, we're surrounded by a lot of our friends from the industry so this will be a fun night.
It's already a few songs into the show and the only thing I'm paying attention to are my texts with Mari. I know the only time she's busy are those few moments the girls go for an outfit change, but other than that she's quick to respond to my cheeky remarks.
Me: I can't wait to finally be alone with youuu
Mari: well you're gonna have to wait longer because the after party lol
Me: Aw :( maybe we can sneak out early??
Mari: once again you're such a hornball :P enjoying the show?
"Hey, isn't that the arse you were telling us about?" Louis nudges me as he points with his eyes over to the stage. At first I can't see who he's referring to but very quickly my vision narrows down to that sickening bastard. I nod my head to Louis, not letting him leave my view. He's smiling and dancing behind Jesy and Leigh-Anne and I have to resist the urge to run up to the stage and punch him square in the nose. How dare he look so happy knowing what he's done to the girl I love...but I'll get my revenge soon enough.
Marielle's POV
The time between the end of the show and the beginning of the after party was all a blur to me. I remember everyone backstage cheering and hugging each other as we all made our way into different cars to take us to the party. I stay close by Caleb and Erica and all I can think about is how I'm going to miss not seeing them everyday, I don't know how I'm going to handle going back to normal life. We finally arrived at Skye Nightclub which is completely booked for this event: the blinding flashes of the paparazzi's cameras catching every move of the people entering the party. Once we make it in, I'm in awe of how many people are actually there: hundreds of music executives, industry insiders, and famous celebrities as far as the eye can see. The three of us all walk to the bar and order the nights first round of drinks: Caleb with a rum and coke, Erica with an appletini and a vodka and cranberry juice for me.
"I want to propose a toast! To the best four months ever with two of my best friends!" Caleb announces, holding up his glass.
"Here's to many more adventures together in the future!" I cheer as we all clink glasses. I take a sip of my drink and let the sweet yet sharp liquid slide down my throat. Earlier, Stella pulled us aside and asked us if we wanted these jobs as permanent positions and it didn't even take a full minute for us all to quickly accept her offer. Even though the tour is ending, it's just the beginning for us.
"How weird is it going to be that we're not going to seeing each other everyday! I don't know how I'm going to live without Caleb hitting me with his pillow every morning or you helping me pick out my outfits everyday!" Erica wails, throwing her arm over my shoulder. We all laugh and I absentmindedly begin scanning the room for Liam; checking the dance floor, lounge and the other side of the bar with no side of him.
