A/N
Hi guys, um... I'm just letting you know about 3 things before I proceed with the story.
1. Knee Socks will be finished in about 3-4 chapters. I have loved writing it but I have this perfect ending planned out so....
2. I will be writing another Vamps fanfic (NOT A SEQUAL) and when that's up I will let you know via wattpad.
3. If you want me to do a sequel let me know because I might do.
Ok, enough of me now, S x.
Within 3 days Sarah was packed up and ready, a new hair person from Australia had been hired and Sarah's flight was booked. She had told us that her last day would go like any other day, but on our last night we managed to get a hotel room...
You can probably guess what happened there.
So today we had nothing to do except an evening show and obviously taking Sarah to the airport. I was dreading it. Tristan was trying to make me laugh while I made lunch back on the bus.
"How many bras?"
"What?"
"How many bras have been chucked at you. I've got a collection of a around 5 but a few of them are from Connor." said Tris. I forced a smile.
"None for me I'm afraid." I said before leaving to go back to Sarah. Today was the longest she'd gone without crying in about 3 days.
"We need to eat now and then get ready for the show," said Selma. I passed around the sandwiches I'd just made.
"I've still got to do your hair and I need to do that pretty soon cuz I have to pack up my hair stuff," said Sarah. Tris sat down in front of her, stuffing the last of his sandwich into his mouth.
"Me first," he said.
"Ok Steffy, would you like it like last time I did it or something new?" She was trying to stay happy, act like it was just another normal day but her smile was fake and her voice wavered every so often. She did all the boys hair the way they instructed her to but with a bit of her own twist. When it came to me she gelled it back like normal but I could see in her eyes she was feeling the same as I was.
This was the last time she'd be doing our hair quite possibly ever again.
As the boys set up the venue I stood next to Sarah as she watched them. I didn't say anything and neither did she but I was just enjoying being close to her while I still could. I wrapped one arm around her waist and she leaned into me, just us, silently making the most of the time we had.
"1 hour till showtime!" came the booming voice of the announcement guy. Sarah took my hand in hers, intertwining our fingers as we went out of our perfect silence.
"Touch up time," called Tam and we all went through the familiar make up routine. Sarah watched from the doorway, fiddling with a pink bit of hair.
On stage we played all the songs that we normally would but I told them to end with Risk It All. As we ended Girls On TV I went back over to the mic.
"Hey guys, so most of you know about me and Sarah and this last song but what you don't know is that my beautiful girlfriend has to leave us for a few months due to a recent family thing. Anyway, Sarah, I will still love you when you come back and I speak on behalf of all the boys when I say that we're all gonna miss you so much. This ones for you." I said. Sarah was crying again but I hoped it was because she was moved rather then saddened.
As we played this song I never wanted it to end because I knew as soon as it did we were going to the airport. But of course it did anyway.
The journey was far from pleasant, Sarah was sitting with my arm around her, shooting everyone sad little smiles every now and then. I just squeezed her arm gently every time she did, just to show her that I still care. She needed reminding of that more now than she ever did.
At the airport we all sat and waited with her for as long as we could but when she was called for boarding we all knew this was it. This is where waking up to her every morning turned into one text a day. She was individually saying goodbye to the others, I eavesdropped silently.
"Hey James, be good to Tamara, you deserve each other. And make sure you don't disappear inside in the rain or I will find you. Use those chances to improve your dancing." She said, smiling before giving him a hug.
"I will and I'll miss you, you know," he said. She then moved over to Tam.
"Hey make up girl, make up some time to miss me ok? But not too much. Also, pun totally intended there." She said. Tamara laughed.
"It's gonna be hard being the only girl around. I'm gonna miss you," said Tam, hugging her. She then moved on to Tristan.
"Hey Steffy, keep this, you need it." She pressed the humidity spray into his hand. He laughed.
"Thank you, I'll use it and when I smell the spray or see an Afro I'll think of you," said Tris, hugging her. She then went over to Connor, the boy who (apart from me) she was closest to.
"Lizard lover, don't miss me too much but I know you will cuz you looooooove me." She said. He smiled and hugged her.
"I will miss you Miss I screw Bradley Simpson." He said.
"What?"
"Long story" he said. Then she came to me.
"This is for you," she said. She gave me a box and when I opened it I saw it was her one thing from every place. I knew she had kept that up.
"I want you to finish it for me. This is for all the places we've been and all the places we are to go to. Brad, I love you, don't forget me or anything. I'm gonna miss you more than I can say." She said, tears were in her eyes.
"I got this for you," I said, giving her the box. She opened it revealing the simple silver sparrow on a chain.
"The caster symbol for freedom. From beautiful creatures? No matter how trapped you feel a part of you is always free." I said, putting it on her neck, fastening it at the back.
"I love it." She said, tears openly flowing down her cheeks. As she was yet again called to board I kissed her.
Lips moving in synch everything else seemed to fade away. I kissed her like our first kiss, then as she opened her lips a little I allowed my tongue to roam her mouth. We kissed until the boarding man shouted out for last passengers. Then she broke off.
"I love you," she whispered, still crying as she disappeared behind the boarding doors. I felt tears in my eyes but blinked them away.
"I love you too," I whispered to nobody in particular.
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Knee Socks (BWS)
Fanfiction"She didn't look like the other girls, they all wore their socks at the ankles. If I'll remember one thing about this girl, it'll be her knee socks."