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

Epilogue II (Emma)

Emma's POV

"Hey wanna go for a walk?"

I look up from my guitar to see him leaning against the wall of the bus looking adorable as always. His curls have finally gotten cut at my request and he looks as dashing as always.

"Sure," I smile at Harry as I set my guitar down and Harry helps me off the floor. We walk hand in hand out of the bus and I can't help but smile like crazy.

At this point, we're back in the United States again. The Vamps have gone on numerous tours around the world and I couldn't be any prouder. Fans started complaining that they hadn't been to the US in awhile, so One Direction and The Vamps announced their reunion tour since we hadn't seen the boys in awhile.

So here we are finally; in the US with my nine favorite boys in the world with my two best friends. I haven't seen Harry and the others in a long time, so I've been catching up a lot with Harry and Zayn. I'm definitely not as close with Niall, Liam, and Louis, but I still love them all a lot.

I haven't been able to go to travel with The Vamps at all since I was accepted to go to college in France. I've been studying some music theory and such there. I also have a group of girls that I'm in a band with. We just kind of like to try to play music together and we do a couple gigs, but nothing serious.

All the time away from The Vamps though was like a stab in the heart a lot of the time.

I was missing everyone like crazy. I would FaceTime Cat and Katie every day since they're either with The Vamps or in the UK. I've also been calling and texting Tristan whenever he was free, too. To tell you the honest truth, we are growing apart a lot. He was away and didn't have time for me.

Another time zone taking me away from you.

I didn't tell anyone, but while they were on tour in like South America or something I told him we need "a break". Problem was that he just accepted that. He just said "okay". He didn't try to win me back.

We didn't talk for about two weeks. Then I get a random call from Tristan asking if I wanted to go on tour with One Direction and The Vamps. "Just like old times," he said.

When I arrived at the airport, he immediately hugged the living daylights out of me and told me he was never going to let me leave him like that again.

We immediately wouldn't let anyone separate us for the tour up until now. We wanted to do everything we possibly could together to make up the time we lost being idiots.

As Harry and I walk down the street, I begin to realize this is the same exact city where Tristan and I danced in the rain to Jason Mraz. I begin to smile at the memory and smiled even wider when I saw that I looked like it was going to rain.

Perfect.

Harry and I catch up on each other's lives as we turn onto the street where Tris and I danced. Those were good days.

Harry turns to me and says,"Hey I got to go pick up some pizza for Niall from the parlor across the street. I'll be right back."

"Okay," I smile at him.

"Love you," he kisses my forehead before he turns to cross the street, but I stop him by grabbing his arm.

"Harry?"

"Mmm?"

"Um when you say that, you mean it as a friend, right?" I finally ask.

Harry smiles down at me. "Of course. I used to think that I really liked you, but the second I saw how Tristan felt about you, I knew he was the one for you. I want you to be with him."