Touring with One Direction

Chapter 20

"Alli?" Harry called. I snapped open my eyes to see him on the arena steps.

"Hi, sorry," I said, getting up.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Harry asked, putting his hand on my waist.

I shook my head. "I don't wanna talk about it," I said, resting my head on his chest.

"Okay..." He said cautiously. "Are you sure?" he asked.

I just nodded, staying silent. He sighed and released from the hug, then reached for my hand. I grabbed it and we both walked back to the boys.

**** THE NEXT DAY***

"Thank you Sydney!" Liam yelled. The boys had a water fight on stage and they were all soaked.

The concert was finally over and I think I fell asleep backstage for like, 10 minutes. When Harry came off stage, he changed into pajamas and we went to the tour bus to drive to the next city.

I changed into pajamas as well and climbed onto the bottom bunk.

Harry came over to me and kissed my forehead. "Wait," I said, grabbing his hand. "Stay with me? Please?"

He smiled and climbed into the bunk, pulling the covers onto him. "I love you," he said, rubbing circles on my hip.

"I love you too," I said with a smile. Should I tell him what happened, or wait?

I decided to wait.

***

I woke up, and felt Harry's arm wrapped around me. How did I get so lucky?

I closed my eyes again and remembered what happened yesterday.

Jake still needs to call me.

I mentally groaned and tried to fall back asleep again, but then I felt Harry move behind me.

"Haz?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah?" he mumbled into my head.

I turned around to look at him. "I, um, need to tell you something," I said. He looked at me, concerned.

I sighed and before I could second guess it, I told him. "My mom died 2 days ago."

He stared directly in my eyes, trying to see if I was kidding or not. He was searching my eyes for dissapointment or concern.

He found sadness.

I found myself silently crying. He reached over and hugged me, rubbing my back.

"Babe.. Alli... it'll be alright," he said.

"I know," I sighed. "I don't even know why I'm crying. I don't even love her anyways," I mumbled into his chest.

Harry stayed silent and kept rubbing my back, trying to comfort me.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I checked the caller ID.

Jake.