Kendra’s POV-
“Dusty? Dusty?! DUSTY!”
“Ken? You looking for Dusty?”
“No Nina I’m practicing the ancient art of bird calling,” I said very sarcastically.
“You know sarcasm will get you nowhere.”
“Look Nina I don’t care I’m just looking for my baby!”
“Check your room smart one.”
“You know sarcasm will get you nowhere,” I said mocking her tone.
I went into my room attempting to find Dusty, but he was nowhere in sight. I guess I’ll just add this to my list of things going wrong today.
We’re leaving for tour tomorrow and it seems nothing is going right! I haven’t finished packing, I lost twenty bucks earlier, I can’t find Dusty, and worst of all I burned my pie! Do you know how long it took me to make that pie? Two hours! Two hours making a pie and it ends up burning!
I grabbed a pillow off my bed and started screaming into it, it’s a great way to calm anger…or so I’ve heard. I stopped and threw myself onto my bed. Nina came in and she just stared at me.
“Ken, you okay?”
“You know Nina you make it very hard not to use sarcasm when you ask so many stupid questions.”
“Someone’s grumpy.”
“Well Nina did your pie burn, did it?!”
“Wow Ken just go buy a pie.”
“No it’s not the same!”
After that we started arguing about pies…we’re weird. Then my phone started to ring. I saw that it was my mom.
“Alright Nina shut up my mom is calling.”
Nina made a weird face and then walked out of my room.
“Hi mom!” I said happily into my phone.
“Kendra dear, I heard that Harry is going on tour with his band and I was just wondering how you are. Are you okay?”
Uh, how do I tell my mom that I’m going all around the world with my boyfriend?
“You see mom, um funny story you’re going to laugh.”
“Kendra, what did you do?” she asked sounding concerned and disappointed.
“Nothing bad! Uh I’m sort of going on tour with Harry,” I said mumbling the last part.
“I’m sorry I thought you said you were going on tour with Harry but clearly that can’t be because I know that you would have asked me first.”
“Okay mom can I go on tour with Harry?”
“Kendra Malone why did you not tell me earlier?!”
“I’m sorry it’s just that I never got the chance.”
I heard her sigh.
“Kendra you can go I trust you and I trust Harry, he’s a good kid. But just no funny business I don’t want grandkids when you get back.”
“Mother!” I yelled into the phone. Leave it to my mom to make things weird.
“I’m kidding just be safe and are you coming to London?”
“Yes, the guys are doing shows there.”
“Perfect, when you do get here it wouldn’t kill you to visit.”
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What Happens on the Tour Bus....
FanfictionFood fights, and up all nights. Things bursting into flames, and playing board games. Getting attacked by bees, and drinking lots of tea. Making things disappear, and facing fears. Being carsick, and lovesick. Falling out of bunks, and being sprayed...
