Tour has been going on for over 2 months, it was great being with the 4 people you love spending time with, especially Adam.
"Hey y/n, we're going out tonight for some drinks. You're more than welcome to join." Matty offers, Adam gives him a cold look. "Yeah sure, when are we leaving?" I ask, I glance at my boyfriend as he still glares at Matty. "Probably in an hour." He tells me, I nod. "Okay thanks, I'm going to start getting ready." I say and turn towards the bathroom.
I spent 30 minutes doing my makeup, and about 10 working on my hair. I walk to small closet in the tour bus, picking out two of my favorite dresses. I make my way towards the lounge to ask which I should wear. I stop right before I get there when I hear Adams harsh voice.
"You really had to invite her? Really?" Adam asks, his voice overly projecting his anger. "She's our friend and we'd like to hang out with her also. Besides, she's your girlfriend, aren't you glad she's here and hanging out with us?" Ross asks, Adam sighs.
"It's quite tiring to have her here. I can't go one place without her being right there behind me, it's annoying actually." He says roughly, my heart clenching a little bit at his words. "That's quite harsh, don't you think?" George asks him, my heart pounding a little in my chest.
"I just wish I could have a break from it, I just miss it being us on tour. You don't see all of your girlfriends touring 24/7 with us, I just would like it to be normal again." He says, I back up a little and run my hands through my hair.
I turn around swiftly, grabbing my tiny suitcase from one of the cabinets. I quietly make it back to the closeted area for all of our clothes, pulling out all of mine.
I didn't want to fight with him, I didn't want to scream at him, I just want to go home. I want to go home, lay in our old bed and just be done with this tour. I'm just so used to being pushed aside, feeling like I was bothering someone, I just didn't expect Adam to make me feel that way.
As I was folding my clothes, I found one of the matching shirts Adam and I got in California. I smiled to myself, I guess things weren't so bad at the beginning of tour.
I fold my last shirt, then zip it up quickly. I wanted to cry just thinking about having to leave, but it's what's best for the both of us. I shouldn't be a nuisance to him while he's living out his dream.
I pull out my phone, quickly calling a cab to meet me at wherever the hell we parked this bus. I'll just catch the earliest flight back to Manchester.
"Y/N are you ready to go?" Ross calls from the lounge, I hear Adam sigh. "Actually, you guys can go without me." I say, walking into the lounge simultaneously as I spoke. "Why not?" George asks sadly.
"I, uh- I'm going home. I don't think the tour life is for me." I stutter out, the knot in my throat closing in. "Wait, what?" Adam asks, his voice becoming less harsh than before. "I think it's time for me to go, I've really enjoyed this guys. Thank you." I say, I begin to walk past them, Adam pulls me back.
I chant in my mind to not cry, it's nothing to cry about. "We're going to step out to give you guys a few minutes." Matty says while turning toward the bus door.
"Babe, why are you leaving? We have a few months left." He says, sounding vulnerable. "I know how you really feel about me being here, and now I think it's time for me to go." I explain, my voice wavering a little.
"Babe, I didn't mean it I'm so sorry." He whispers softly. "It's okay, I understand. I'm not going to fight with you over this. I will go home and I will be waiting there for you when you come back." I say, trying to sound positive.
"You don't have to go, please don't go. I've just had a bad day, and I projected all of that onto you. I'm sorry, please stay." He pleads, I smile weakly.
"I know you're sorry, it's okay Adam. I'm still going to go home, I no longer want to feel like a nuisance to you. I promise I'll be cheering you on from there." I explain, he shakes his head.
"Please, don't go back, you're the only thing making it feel like home here." He tells me, I nod. I walk a little closer to him, grabbing the side of his face, then leaning in to kiss him.
"For far too long I have felt like I have been bothering someone, and I refuse to let that be you. I've already packed and called the cab, it should be here soon." I tell him, he just shakes his head again. "You're not going." He demands, I chuckle. "I am, and it'll be okay Adam. It's only a few months. I'll come back to visit." I tell him, he continues to shake his head.
As he goes to speak again, there's a loud honking outside of the bus. I turn towards the door, looking back at Adam quickly. "Like I said, I understand what's best for you right now. Live your dream Adam." I say weakly, he looks defeated. "Please don't go y/n. I didn't mean what I said." He croaks out. I walk to the door, turning back slightly.
"I know you didn't, but it's okay. I love you Adam, please have as much fun as you humanely can without me." This time I was pleading to him. I walk out of the bus, quickly walking towards the car. "So you're just leaving?" Matty says. "Yeah, but I'll miss you guys. I hope you understand, because I do now. Bye." I say quickly, wiping the tears that decided to fall. The cab pulled out slowly, I looked back to see Adam standing outside of the bus looking defeated, the boys patting his back. I just hope he understands.
