Had To Be You||N.H

Chapter 46-It's You?

*Ella's POV *

"Ella." Someone whispered in my ear.

"Ella." They whispered again, I let out a groan in annoyance and rubbed my eyes.

My vision began to be clear as I saw Niall hovering over me with a goofy grin.

"Why did you wake me up?" I groaned digging my head back into the warm fluffy pillow.

"We have to go back on tour today babe." Niall said placing little kisses on my stomach.

"But I don't want to." I groaned.

"Well to bad, there is a new tour manager actually and apparently he is really nice." Niall said rolling off me.

I ran my fingers through my hair slowly getting out of the warm and cozy bed. I walked over to my dresser and slipped on my undergarments and grey tracksuit pants.

"Niall can I have one of your shirts?" I asked him.

"Sure babe, we are travelling all day anyway." He said chucking me his white shirt.

I slipped on the shirt and put my hair up in a messy bun. Niall picked up our suitcases and walked down the stairs with me quickly following him.

"Ella did you lock the doors?" Niall asked me placing the bags near the door.

"Yeah!" I shouted.

"Got passports?" I asked walking up to him.

"Yep." Niall said placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Come on." I said walking out the front door.

Niall's smile grew bigger as he shut the door shut behind him. I'm glad Niall and the boys are back on tour, I can't wait to meet the new tour manager and see the boys again.

I think this will be good for Niall, after all he has been a bit down lately, I think that all has happen lately has really shaken him up but I'm sure being on stage will bring back the Niall I love endlessly.

"Coming babe?" Niall asked walking on the bus.

"Uh- yeah I am." I said walking onto the bus.

"Hey Ella!" The boys shouted in unison. I let out a small smile and walked to the small living space.

I sat down next to Niall as the bus began to move. 

"Alright boys it is time to meet the new tour manager." Paul sighed.

"Hello boys I'm James, James Rose."  The man said politely.

The boys said hello in unison but my eyes never left his.  I instantly recognised him as he walked in the room. James Rose, my father, the man who almost killed my mother and I.

My jaw was clenched as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"I will be your new tour manager and I am most happy to be here." He said with a smile.

Jame's eyes locked with mine with a sympathy and sorrow. I quickly wiped away the tears streaming down my cheeks and stood up from my position on the sofa.

Everyone's eyes were on mine as I stood up. My jaw was clenched as my blood boiled.

"Excuse me for a moment." I croaked, I quickly walked to the small bathroom and slammed the door shut.