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chapter 29. Bristol's pov. (Edited)

A/N: um. So I know this is kinda late to explain this but the top picture is a pic of what Bristol looks like if you were wondering.

"Babe you have your bags packed right?" I asked walking over to the car adjusting a camera set up in front of it for a quick picture before we leave.

"Yeah." he replied softly.

I do realize tomorrow is the first day of actual touring, but today we're just meeting up. Tomorrow is also me and Louis' anniversary. We've been dating for what feels like our whole lives but in reality, it's only been 2 months.

I walked over to Louis after thinking about how we're spending our 2 month anniversary together on his 1st day of tour, telling him to post for a picture. He did a silly pose to make me giggle, but then realized I wanted him to take it seriously and he posed for me. There's a button to the camera that I can click when I'm ready to take the picture, so when I get in place, I hit the button. The flash goes off and I take a look at the picture. Louis has his arms around me and we're both smiling. It's beautiful.

{Seattle. Louis' pov.}

We just arrived in Seattle and no matter what I do I can't help but think about all of my vacations here. I haven't completely told Bristol about them, in fact I haven't told her about them at all. I wish I would have. They were the worst ever! Everybody would get in these huge fights, but I'm not going to get into that right now.

{In our rooms.}

We split rooms between everyone in our party. It was me and Bristol in one room, Harry and Kenzie in another room, and Niall, Zayn and Liam all share another room. Its 6 o'clock p.m. right now so we're all willing to eat and then get showers and sleep. What I've been wondering all day is about tomorrow.

Touring is going to be pretty hard because Bristol and I have our 2nd month anniversary together. I love her too much to tell her that we probly won't see eachother until the end of the day, but she's probably assumed that by now anyway. She knows I'm busy and I have a lot to get done, especially on tours. I have always known this would happen. That I would go on tour and we would worry about Bristol because of her stupid ex boyfriend Aiden. I dont even know how Bristol fell in love with him in the first place. He's so... well... just not what she deserves. I dont know why someone would treat another so terribly.
It came to 7:00 when we all finished eating. Eating steak, fresh green beans, and lightly toasted bread, we all practically begged for some pop. Sunkist was the first thing we found so that's what we drank.

"Baby?"

"Yeah?" she wonders walking into the room.

"I'm tired. Lets go to sleep." I practically beg.

"You can. I'm gonna clean. I'm not sleeping with this place a mess!" I love her neatness.

"But I can't sleep without you. It takes me hours!" I yell back.

"It does? Well find a way." she tells me obviously teasing.

"Fine. Then I won't sleep until you're right here in bed with me." I decide sitting up.

About 20 minutes past of watching Bristol clean, running from room to room. My eyes started getting heavy and I wanted to doze off. Without Bristol in my arms, I didn't want to fall asleep. So I stood up with my eyes still droopy and grabbed Bristol by the wrist.

I pulled her in to face me, and told her softly, "It's bed time babe."

She looked at me oddly like I knew she wouldn't sleep. I did know that, but I want her to sleep. I at least want her with me while I sleep.

"Okay." she finally gave in.

We ended up falling asleep about 2 minutes later, and that was proof she needed sleep. I know my baby so well.

{5 a.m. Bristol's pov.}

"NO! NOOO!" I wake up at around 5 in the morning to a screaming Louis. "BRISTOL!" he screams again.

"Louis!" I shake him. "Louis wake up right now!"

"BRISTOL!" he yells then starts crying.

I feel his forehead, noticing he's drenched in sweat and was crying so hard.

"LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!" I scream again, this time lifting him off his back by his muscular arms.

"Bristol!" he sighs in relief when he's finally awake.

He takes me in for a hug by wrapping one arm around the small of my back and the other at the top of my back, and his nose in the crook of my neck. I love him. I love him so much I dont know what I would do in my life without him. Of course, I probably wouldn't even be here. I won't stop loving him, ever. Even if we're a million miles apart. Never.

"I love you." he quietly whispers in my ear taking one of his hands, putting it in my soft hair.

"I love you, boobear. What happened?" I whisper back.

What the hell happened?

"They took, and then, then I... And you." he tried to explain leaving me even more clueless.

"You have too start at the beginning because I dont understand right now." I explain wiping some of the sweat and tears away.

"They took you, and then I tried to help, and they shot you, and you died, and they ripped my head off my neck. Then my mum hopped in and they did some sort of curse on you... And you killed my mum!" he cried.

Oh no. Oh God. This is probly the worst dream anyone could ever have. What now?