On Tour (BxB)(1D)

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I woke up to the smell of bacon to my delight. I ran downstairs, tripping in the process. If it's not already obvious, bacon is my favorite breakfast food. My mom probably made it because she knows the day I'm about to have. Even though it's exciting to reunite with my best friend, it's also stressful. I don't know how it's going to go. Last time I saw him we were two stupid 16 year olds that partied and had sex too much. Now we are 17 almost 18 and life is moving forward for us. He's in a famous band and I'm applying to tons of colleges. I've been accepted by several because believe it or not even though I play football I am actually smart. The stereotype just doesn't work with me.

I texted Zayn asking him what time we are meeting at Starbucks as I walked over to my mom and took a piece of bacon.

"Morning sunshine, hope you're not going dressed like that," my mom said to me giggling.

"Mom I just got up cut me a break. I smelled the bacon cooking and got excited!" I replied laughing.

We both laughed and she finished frying the bacon. I grabbed a handful said thanks to her and went up to my room to get ready. It's kind of like making a first impression, he hasn't seen me in a long time so I don't want to look like a bum. I finished my bacon and got in the shower. When I got out I dried my hair and put on a loose red shirt and black skinnies, and then I chose a pair of all red high top vans out of my 80 set shoe collection. If I'm proud of anything it's of my football trophies and my shoe collection.

I looked down at my phone after finishing the task of getting ready and read Zayns reply to me:

Zayn- Is in an hour ok with you?

Me- Sounds good man. See ya soon

By the time I saw the text I had 30 minutes left. The Starbucks we were meeting at was like 10 minutes from me and his house. We live within a block of each other but I'm sure he's at a hotel or something with his fellow band members so I can only hope that this is the one we're supposed to be meeting at.

After grabbing my phone and my wallet I walked downstairs and sat on the couch next to my mom.

"Excited hun?" My mom looked up smiling at me.

"Sort of. He says he has some news to tell me and I'm kind of anxious to know what it is," I answered smiling back at her.

My mom was my rock. Ever since my dad died three years ago she has been my support system and I have been hers. Of course Zayn was there too but he had a career he needed to pursue and I 100% understand that. Sometimes I think he feels guilty for leaving but I'm so happy for him that he succeeded with his dream. He was with me when me and my mom got the call. There was a shooting in his work building and he helped protect people, saving 8 people but giving his life in return. Of course I miss him very much and sometimes I still cry at night, but he died in a very noble way and I really look up to him for that. The people's lifes that he saved send us gifts on his death date, Christmas, birthdays, Halloweens, and basically every other holiday. Me and my mom thank them and tell them they do not need to do that but they always insist.

I pulled myself out of my thoughts as I looked at the time. I had five minutes to get there, I'm always late. Hopefully he remembers that. I jumped up and gave my mom a hug and a kiss and she wished me good luck as I ran out the door, grabbing my car keys on the way. I turned on the radio as I started the car, low and behold One Direction One Thing came on. I knew all of their songs so I began singing to it as I speeded to Starbucks. Speeding wasn't a new concept to me but even 20 miles over the limit I still got there late. I saw a really nice car in the parking lot and assuming it was the bands ride I parked next to it.

For a minute I just set my car and thought about how I thought this was going to go. What was the news Zayn wanted to tell me? Would the band like me? How was I going to tell him that I was gay...