LITTLE THINGS

Chapter 13

SAM'S P.O.V

-two months later-

Ah can't believe that the tour has officially done.  Last night was our last show.  We gathered today in LA for some last filming for the boys' tour updates video, and then we're going back home.  Yes, we're gonna split up.  Don't tell me about it, I've been crying secretly since last week.

"So, crew, this is it.  We're going home."  Connor spoke.  "Thanks to every single one of you who've helped us running the tour.  It's been an incredible journey so far.  Can't wait to have another one, really soon."

Right.  We're arriving in the LAX now with the crew but soon will be splitting up with the different directions.  The boys will come back to Orlando, I will take the flight to Nashville for some new interviews and tiny shows, and the rest of the crew will come to their own house.  They were the best crew from all over the country so yeah, it's literaly called splitting up.

"Yes, thank you guys so much."  Riley said, walking toward me, holding my waist.  

"Bye guys, see you all soon!  Until next reunion and bigger tour!"  We all waved to the crew, and walked inside the airport.

"So..."  I spoke to all of them; The McDonough, Thomas, and Ryan.  "I guess this is it.  I need to go.  My flight would be in any minutes."

"Thank you very much, Sam.  It's been the best days to have you here."  Toby hugged me.

"Yeah buddy, thanks for the morning coffees."  I punched him playfully.  "Gonna miss you so much."

"Call me sometimes okay, girl?"  Ryan hugged me too.

"Ryan, I'm going to Nashville, not to Mexico."  I chuckled.  "But yes, I will.  You too, okay?"

I already sobbed a bit.  Can't believe that this would be so hard.  Months and monts with them then finally we got to split up, not knowing when the next tour will be held again, not knowing if I can still working with them, it's a terrible farewell.  I got a massive headache.

"Hang out with the Italian drummer yeah sissy?  We're the romantic couple, remember?"  Thomas pinched my nose and hugged me tighter than everybody else.  Yeah practically I'm Thomas girl.  We liked to declare it to each other.  Hah.

"Gonna miss you too Thomas.  And alright, I will.  Thank you, love."  I pouted playfully which caused everybody to roll their eyes.

"Thanks for the amazing tour.  We had a blast having you with us."  Connor kissed my forehead, squeezing me inside his warm big hug.

"What an opportunity, Conway.  Appreciate it.  Thank you." 

"So..."  Finally, Riley.  "I'm not gonna miss you."  Riley threw his eyes off of me.

"Cool."  I walked away playfully.

"Ouch baby, stop!  No.  I'm going to miss you seriously much.  It's not even a game.  Thank you for the amazing 'business' we got here.  I love you."  He pecked my lips and hugged me tightly.  "If only I can ask you not to leave..."

"Babe, I have to..."  I sobbed.

"I know...  But...  How about..."

"You choose.  Now.  I'm all good with your any decision."

"I want to be with you."

"Me too.  But we differ in this..."

"Then I promise I'll make it one again someday."  He kissed me.  "I love you.  Always do."

"I love you more..."

We shared another kiss before I finally left to my waiting room.  Not wanting to look back, but Riley kept yelling my name.  I cried so hard during the flight.  I know, personal things should have not bothered professionalism.  But sometimes, it hit my soft spot.  And Riley, with everything about him, has always a unique way to show me that I probably don't like singing that much if I had to leave him.  Can't I go home now?