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"Ready for England?" Jenna asked while we were waiting for the boys to get through security.

"Indeed I am." I replied with a grin.

"You know, I really with Tyler would just leave his stupid toy piano at home, it gets us stopped every single time! The last time he didn't take it was great, instead of him getting stuck, it was me! That's a first, for sure!" Jenna threw her arms up into the air with a chuckle.

I shook my head at the blonde haired woman and began to speak again.

"That was such a long flight, I think I might drop dead out of pure exhaustion."

I fell back onto Jenna's lap, pretending to sleep.

"You can sleep if you want, I don't mind. The boys will probably be a while." Jenna said, picking up a strand of my hair and beginning to braid it.

"I won't sleep, it's too loud, but I think I'll just stay in this position. That sounds nice."

Jenna chuckled but nonetheless nodded, continuing to braid my hair.

"Have you met Tyler's family before?" I asked, enjoying the warmth I was getting from Jenna.

"Yeah," Jenna said. "Of course."

"What are they like?"

"They're great people, really nice. I don't have a bad thing to say. Maddy — Tyler's sister — and I go out a lot. Zack and Tyler are pretty close, which then leaves Jay. Jay's cool. Likes to do his own thing. His parents are nice too, they've always been like that."

"Tyler doesn't talk about them much."

"Tyler's been salty because his family are travelling without him."

"But he's been travelling without them too! He's on tour!"

"Exactly."

"He is the most melodramatic person I have ever met."

"Tell me about it." Jenna chuckled.

Silence fell between us as I picked at a piece of fluff on Jenna's jeans, resting my head on her lap, one of her hands holding mine.

I opened up my phone and clicked on instagram to see what was happening, and the first thing I saw was a picture of me on Jenna's instagram.

I was walking ahead of Jenna in the airport, looking back with a huge grin on my face, my hair swishing around making part of the picture blurry.

It was captioned with a short yet sweet message. "It's moments like these that I treasure as they can be few and far between. Never stop smiling A."

I looked through the comments, chuckling at some.

"Did Tyler and Jenna adopt and didn't tell us?"

"Cousin of some sort?"

"Who's she?"

I shook my head with a giggle. "Jenna, look at these comments."

She took my phone and laughed softly before handing it back to me.

"Is it bad that I want them to keep guessing rather than just telling them?" I asked with a laugh.

"I mean, the fact that Tyler and Josh won't tell any of them how they actually met is torturous enough already don't you think?"

"Probably," I chuckled. "When are we going to say anything about who I actually am?"

"I think we were going to announce it at our first concert in England. I think that's in a few days — Josh was meant to talk to you about it today but because our flight was cancelled and he had to make sure we could get on a plane in time for the next show, he didn't get a chance."

"How's he going to do that? Oh yeah, by the way everyone, I adopted a kid. I'm sorry, I don't see that going over well with the fans."

"Okay first of all you weren't adopted. You have a legal guardian who takes responsibility over you. Second of all, I'm sure it'll be much more dramatic than that."

"Oh no." I groaned.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure it doesn't get too far out of hand."

"Somehow that doesn't give me any more hope than I had before."

So as it turned out, the day after we actually got into the country, Tyler and Josh had planned to play at a music festival in Reading.

"Why do you do this to yourselves?" I asked, shaking my head later that night.

"What do you mean?" Tyler asked with a chuckle, turning to me in the hotel room.

"I mean, why do you choose to play a show 24 hours after you land? Did it never occur to you that jet lag might be a thing to consider?"

"Usually we get over it in time for shows."

"Just don't over exert yourselves is what she's trying to get at." Jenna said from the small kitchen behind us.

"We'll be fine Ri." Tyler smiled, ruffling my hair. Normally I would've fixed my hair up, but instead, I rested my head in the palm of my hand tiredly.

"I know you want to sleep, but it'll make things harder for you. Just stay awake until it gets kind of dark, alright? Only a few more hours." Tyler said.

I scoffed. "Josh is having a nice snooze right now. I'm incredibly envious."

"Jenna," I called her name softly later that evening, my voice cracking. "Jenna please. I need you."

I shook the blonde haired woman awake guilty.

"A, what's wrong?" She sat up, looking around quickly.

"I can't breathe Jenna." I said, my voice barely a whisper.

Jenna pulled the covers layered on top of her and on the couch off of her to allow me to lay beside her.

"Come here A," Jenna said softly into my hair, pulling me into an embrace. "I can feel your heart beating so fast." Jenna chuckled, rubbing her hand on my back soothingly.

I rested my head against Jenna's shoulder, trying to regulate my breathing. Jenna played with my hair as an attempt to calm me down and it began to work after a few minutes.

"I'm sorry," I apologised.

"Don't apologise," Jenna said. "It's not your fault. I'm glad you woke me up — I shouldn't have been sleeping anyway. We have to get over the jet lag and sleeping now won't help."

"Do you know where Tyler and Josh went?"

"I think they went out to get us some dinner."

I nodded, pressing my shaking hands together.

"Stay here Ari. You're safe. And besides, I think I'm better company than the wall."

"I think so too."