Don't Ever Let Go (Chris Martin)

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*3 weeks later*

Lucy's POV:

"Dad? Are we nearly there yet?" I heard Moses cheekily ask from the back of the car. Smiling, I turned to look at Chris, who averted his eyes from the road momentarily and flashed me a knowing grin. We have been driving for 3 hours already. I drove for the first half of the trip and swapped with Chris for the rest of the way.

"Only about half an hour to go Momo" he replied, laughing at his impatience. We're driving down to Exeter for a little family gathering- to see Chris' parents and his siblings , nieces and nephews. It would be his last visit before the rest of the tour started. We were staying with them for the weekend. To say I was nervous to be meeting his family was an understatement.

Chris hadn't been with anyone since Gwyneth therefore they'd probably be protective of him and wary of me. He had reassured me that there was nothing to worry about, but that didn't ease my thoughts at all.

We had to notify all of of the guys' family and close friends about what had happened. They were all okay but concerned about us . The police had managed to catch Carl after he and his friend attacked Chris but he's been sentenced with assault for only 6 months, therefore he'd be out in October. But most people were let out earlier for good behaviour which means he could be let out in the next few months. Chris would be on tour by then and I was petrified Carl would come after me. Although lucky for me, I'd be flown out with the band to some of the shows, so I won't be left alone as much.

Chris' face was also back to normal by now too, thankfully. The swelling and bruising had gone, only leaving the cut above his eyebrow; which was fading nicely. People wouldn't notice it unless they knew about it. We were lucky the paparazzi hadn't managed to find out about the fight, otherwise it could've affected the hype around the new album. There was already enough speculation and interest in Chris and the band as it is. The last thing I wanted was for them to dig deeper for more information and in the long run; push him over the edge.

I turned my head to see that Apple was listening to her iPod whilst reading a book, she clearly had more patience than her brother as she was heavily engrossed in it. Sensing my gaze on her, she lifted her gaze and smiled.

"Is that book good Ap?" I asked her , giggling when I saw the title- Teenage Dreams. Her cheeks grew red as she nodded at me, pulling an earphone out of her ear. Moses leaned over and scrunched his nose up .

"What are you reading that for? BORRINGGGG" he remarked, rolling his eyes in a mocking way. "I bet all it goes on about is stupid girly stuff... like boys, clothes, make up, sleepovers..." he added, squealing as Apple had now grabbed him by the shoulder and was tickling him.

"You take that back and I'll stop!" She giggled as Moses continued to laugh hysterically under her grasp. Chris and I both laughed along with them, they were both so silly...

"Okay, okay... Forget I said anything! Please just stop!!" He pleaded, letting out a sigh of relief when she  finally let him go and sat back in her seat with a grin.

"You can borrow it if after I've finished if you want Lucy?" She offered, waving the novel in the air dramatically .

"Sure!" I replied enthusiastically, smiling at her reassuringly. Apple loved to read and write in her free time, I've got a feeling she'll be following her father's footsteps in the music/creative world the way she's going. 

We were in the fast lane and the jeep sped down the motorway with ease. The traffic wasn't too bad either, considering it was Friday. We had started early trying to miss the rush hour, but as it got nearer to 4pm we found ourselves slowly sinking into a traffic jam. Once we slowed to a halt, Chris threw his arms into the air in frustration.