After our shower, Luke and I finish getting ready. We end up meeting with the rest of our friends, who to our surprise, are actually awake.
"It took me literally thirty minutes to get him out of bed," Linley says and playfully shoves Michael. He smiles and wraps his arm around her.
We pile into one of the black SUVs and head to downtown Miami. Since none of us are 21 and the legal drinking age here is 21, we can't go to any bars. Instead, we go out to eat at a nice restaurant and check out some of the shops. Occasionally, fans will notice the boys and ask for pictures. Luckily none of them see us holding hands, and I'm hoping that they don't notice me and Linley at all.
After a few hours of running around, we decide to go back to the hotel. When we return, we go to the back to view the pools. Coincidentally, a few of the One Direction boys are in one of the hot tubs. My stomach churns and I hope that it won't be an awkward encounter with Louis. My prayers are answered as he walk over and he is not one of the ones in the hot tub.
"Hey guys!" Niall says as we stand over them. Liam and Zayn are on opposite sides of the hot tub, looking more relaxed than I had seen in the past.
"Where are the other two?" Calum asks.
"Harry and Lou went downtown, we were too tired to go so we just decided to come down here. What are you guys up to?" Liam asks.
"We just got back from town actually," Michael answers. "Mind if we join you?"
"Course not!" Liam says.
The six of us run up to our rooms and change into swimsuits before heading back down to the pool area. The guys somehow got some bottles of wine along with a few glasses. We join them in the hot tub and pour ourselves some wine. The guys talk about how excited they are to get back on stage. It was like seeing little boys on Christmas morning. I admired all of their passion for music, it was good to finally find people that appreciated it as much as I do.
Hours pass, filled with talking, laughing, and getting a little tipsy from the wine. Linley and Michael are the first ones to head to bed, and we leave not too long after them. The inside of the hotel is freezing as we walk through the halls, but when Luke wraps his arms around me in the elevator, I am immediately warmed.
"Did you have a good night?" He asks me.
"I did." I look up at him and smile, only to find his smiling face looking back at me. "Did you?"
"Of course," he says. I lean against him and he gently kisses the top of my head. I was so tired that I could honestly fall asleep right here, it also doesn't help that Luke is warm and makes for a good pillow. I close my eyes for a few seconds and actually almost doze off until I hear the ding, signaling that we have reached our floor.
We walk together, hand in hand, down what seems like the neverending hallway to our room. When we finally reach the familiar number, we unlock the door and walk inside. It was a bittersweet feeling every time we walked in here. It reminded me so much of our old apartment. I wonder if Luke thought the same, but I didn't bring it up.
Suddenly, he picks me up and hauls me to our room. I can't help but laugh and try not to be too loud since it is past two in the morning. After he puts me down, we quickly change into clothes to sleep in, which consists of barely any clothing, and crawl into bed. I snuggle up to Luke and kiss all over his face. He laughs and my stomach fills with butterflies; I will never get tired of hearing his laugh.
"You are seriously so adorable," I say with a laugh when I have finished attacking his face.
"But you're cuter," he says and scrunches his nose, which is possibly the cutest thing he could ever do.
"That's impossible, but I don't feel like arguing right now 'cause I'm too tired. So I win, good night," I say with a laugh and quickly turn around to face the other way.
"I don't think so," he says and I suddenly feel him start to tickle me. I laugh again, probably too loud, but I can't help it. He continues to tickle me against my own will until I am out of breath and almost to the point of peeing my pants.
"Okay, stop! Please, I'm begging you," I say, out of breath.
"Begging? I'd like to see you beg," he says with a smirk.
"Shut up. I'm going to bed, for real this time," I laugh.
"Yeah, we do need to actually get some sleep. We have to be up in a couple of hours..." He trails off.
I sigh and shake my head as I smile at him. "Good night, you beautiful, mean boyfriend of mine."
"Good night baby, I love you so much," he says and lightly kisses my lips.
"I love you more," I whisper. He would usually argue with that, but both of us are too tired to say anything else. Within seconds, we are both out.
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The next morning, we have to wake up earlier than I would have liked. Instead of getting ready for the actual concert, I pack the things that I will need and decide that I can get ready in the dressing room shortly before the show. I put on a pair of shorts and keep Luke's shirt that I wore to bed last night. He does the same and we head out shortly after, both of us looking exhausted I'm sure. Our friends don't look much better, besides Ashton. For some reason he was always energetic. I wish I could be, but I don't do mornings.
We get back into the car and are driven to the venue so that the boys can get ready and do soundcheck. I doze off for a short time on the way there, it is hard not to as I lie my head on Luke's shoulder.
When we get to the venue, we head to the dressing room. After a few minutes of being in the room, Linely and I immediately pass out on the couches that are surprisingly extremely comfy.
A few hours later, I am woken up by Linley, letting me know that we need to start getting ready for the show. I don't want to get up, but know that I have to. I assume that the boys will be hanging out with One Direction until they have to go on, so I won't see Luke before the show. I send him a quick text:
Hey babe. Good luck tonight, even though you don't need it. You guys are gonna do great and I can't wait to see you up on stage again. Sorry I didn't get to see you before the show. I love you so so much, have fun <3
Within seconds, I get a text back from him:
Thanks baby, I'll find you when I'm up there. It's hard to miss your beautiful face in the crowd. I love you so much more, see you after the show :)
I smile at my phone like an idiot. I wasn't expecting an answer at all, let alone so soon. It was just a text, but it made me happy. Pretty soon I would be watching the love of my life do what he does best, and there's nothing more that I love doing. I couldn't wait to see them have fun up on that stage again.
