I Just Want to be Loved

Chapter 61

I was sitting on my bed scrolling through tumblr when my phone started to go off, and for the first time in a week it was one of the boys.

“Hey Lou,” I said as I answered the phone and I moved my laptop off my lap.

“Hi Britt,” he replied softly and I smiled. “How have you been doing?”

“I’ve been worse, you?”

“Not bad, but I miss you.”

“I miss you too.”

“Do you want to come back to us yet? Or do you have any idea when you’ll want to come back?”

“Well, honestly,” I said, “I’m fine with coming back whenever.”

“Good,” Louis replied and then hung up. Then my bedroom door opened and Louis ran in, slamming it behind him and jumped into the bed next to me. “Miss you,” he said and then pulled me in for a kiss.

“Missed you too,” I said against his lips and after a minute or two I pushed him back. “You came to get me?”

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I?”

“How did you know that I would be ready to come back?”

“Well, I called Meghan and I asked her how you’ve been doing and she said that you kept saying that you missed me, and then I called your mum and she said the same thing. Then I flew out here and hoped that you wanted to come back.”

“Are the other boys with you?”

“Nope, just me.”

“Good,” I said and I wrapped my arms around his neck, “because I’ve really missed you.”

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An hour and a half later, Louis and I were on the One Direction privet jet back to the States.

Ten hours after that, we were in Texas and Lou and I were walking into the tour bus where the rest of the boys were.

“Brittany!” Niall screamed and gave me a hug. “How’s my favorite little sister doing?”

“I’m fine,” I lied and Niall pushed me back to look me in the eye.

“Are you sure about that?” he questioned and I  nodded.

“I’m pretty sure,” I lied again and Niall seemed to fall for it.

“Stop being a Brittany hog!” Zayn yelled and pulled me from Niall and hugged me. Then Liam pulled me away from Zayn, then Harry pulled me from Liam, and then Louis pulled me from Harry.

“Back off my girlfriend,” he said seriously and glared at his band mates.

“Where’s Danny?” I asked and Harry ran up the steps and came back down holding the little baby, and when he saw me, he started making baby sounds.

“Someone’s missed you,” Harry said and passed Danny to me.

“Hi,” I said in my baby voice and bounced him. “Have the boys been taking good care of you? I really hope they have because if they haven’t, I might have to hurt them.”