Even If It Kills Me (One Direction and The Vamps Fan Fiction)

Chapter 20

Cat's POV

I'm awoken on the plane by Brad, who is whispering in my ear and poking me lightly. "Cat, wake up." He whispers, pushing strands of hair out of my face. I yawn and lift my head off of his shoulder.

"We're in Florida!" He says excitedly.

I stand up and walk to toward the front of the plane, Brad following close behind. Emma is still asleep and in Harry's arms, everyone else is just staring at Emma and Harry.

"C'mon, taxi's waiting! We can be jealous of Emma later!" I yell jokingly.

Everyone laughs as we exist the plane in single file.

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The next day is the show in Florida. I woke up late and just sat around the hotel room until we left for the show.

After The Vamps's sound check, Brad, James, Connor, and Tristan came off stage. Katie and I talked to Connor, Brad, and James. Meanwhile, Tristan and Emma had a conversion.

Eventually, Katie left us and ran toward the dressing rooms. It was in the middle of One Direction's sound check, so I didn't hear why she left over the loud music. I assumed it was nothing serious, so I didn't ask. After about ten minutes, One Direction's sound check ended and Katie was still gone. James, Connor, Brad, the five One Direction members, and I decided to look for the others.

We hear voices coming form Tristan's dressing room and Brad opens the door. Inside is a dramatic scene, Emma and Katie are on the floor hugging and Tristan is watching them worriedly. When they pulled away from their embrace, I can tell Emma is not okay because her eyes are bloodshot.

Harry pulls Emma aside and everyone else spreads through the room, probably asking what happened while they were gone. James yanks Katie out of the room, he looks very angry.

This can't be good, I stand by the door and try to hear their conversation. I'm not trying to get into people's personal business, but I felt like I need to make sure Katie was safe. I hear yelling, but I can't tell what is being said.

"Guys, I think we have a fight to break up..." I announce nervously.

Brad, Liam, and Niall come over and I open the door. I can't believe what I see when I do;

James slaps Katie in the face, I don't know whether if I should scream or kill James. Or both.

"Katie, I love you. I just hate your game!" He goes in for another punch, but Liam, Niall, Brad, and I block Katie's helpless body on the floor.

I'm pissed at this point, no one hurts my best friend! I feel like beating James up, but I know that would be wrong. Brad can tell I'm mad and rubs my shoulder, trying to calm me down.

"What's going on here?" Brad asks James stern but calmly.

James doesn't answer.

"Yeah, I'm not just going to keep my cool." I whisper to Brad angrily, moving his hand off of my shoulder.

I don't know how a short and weak girl like me did it, but I pushed James up against the wall, hard.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!?!!" I yell, lifting my fist to punch him.

"Hey, no need. I got him." Liam tells me and grabs James. He holds James's arms back and takes him, hopefully far away.

Niall looks at Katie sprawled out on the floor in the hallway, he is probably the most worried out of all of us. Katie looks like she was hit by a bus. Niall scoops her up and brings her into one of the dressing rooms.

I place my head on the wall behind me and slide down until I'm sitting on the floor. I wrap my arms around my knees and bury my teary face. Brad sits down next to me, putting his head on my shoulder comfortingly. I pick my head up and wipe away my tears.

"I hate boys," I say looking down the hall, away from Brad.

"Even me?" Brad sighs.

I turn to Brad and he lifts his head off my shoulder, giving me puppy dog eyes.

"Maybe not you," I smile and mess with his cute brown curls.

I then stare at the ceiling, trying to believe what just happened. First Emma was hurt, now Katie. Who knew agreeing to go on tour would get my best friends severely hurt?

Brad reaches over and turns my head to face his. He lightly kisses me on the lips. Once he pulls away, he gives me a small crooked smile.

"Probably not the best time to kiss you since your friend just got hurt, but you're so pretty I had to." He tells me.

I smile and lean in for another kiss. But this kiss wasn't just a peck on the lips like the other one, this one gave me butterflies and made my heart beat faster than ever before. I swear the world stopped spinning as we kissed. It was just us kissing while everything else disappeared. I actually forgot about all the drama for a few seconds and just kissed Brad.

Everything resumed once we pulled away though, and I started to worry about Katie and Emma again. I sadly laid my head in Brad's lap and turned to my side, facing outward.

"You're friends will be okay, I promise." Brad whispered and rubbed my arm protectively.

I guess he could tell why I was sad.

I nodded and he laid his hand in my hair, playing with it. We sat there,on the floor, like this for awhile. And I liked it, it was calming. I could lay here with Brad playing with my hair for probably hours, but we had other things to do.

"I think I have to go play the show now." Brad sighs after a few minutes of us just relaxing.

I pick my head up out of his lap and stand up. I start to straighten out my t-shirt that had gotten wrinkled as I feel two arms snake around my waist. I lean my head back and look up at Brad. Then I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck, looking up into his eyes.

"Do you have to go?" I complain.

"Well, the fans are expecting a show!" He says. I frown at him.

"Aww, don't look so sad, Kitty Caf." he giggles.

I glare at him, confused. The pet name was kinda cute, but it was thrown at me out of no where.

"Did you just call me Kitty Cat?" I ask. "You're so weird!" I add, laughing.

"I thought it was perfect because your name is Cat and you're cute like a kitten." He laughs at his own joke.

I laugh too. " Yeah sure, I'm cute. Let's be honest, you're the cute one," I tried to think of some bizarre pet name to get even him. I looked at his hair and had an idea. "You're really cute when you laugh, Curly Fry!" I smirked.

"Haha, good one. And thanks," he grins.

He grabs my chin and pulls it up, leaning down and kissing me at the same time.

By: CatFriendly