The Holiday That Changed My Life

Part One Hundred and Four

So, did I do the show? Of course I did. After Aston gave me that ultimatum I didn't really have a choice. Basically it was either lose my career and him or keep them both. And he was right, I had to get myself together and realise that my shows are always going to be about me whether I like it or not, or whether Aston's there or not.

But on the plus side, the rest of the show was a success and I had many designers coming up to me and complimenting my work, and a certain Miss Kim Kardashian, which had me a little bit star struck I'll admit. Arriving back at the hotel that evening after a few celebratory drinks in the bar, I checked my phone to see a message from Aston.

[that's my girl x]

It was short and sweet but said a lot. Somehow he'd found out that my show was over, and my first guess would be Mark and if it wasn't him then it would've been Twitter or something.

As much as I loved my show, I couldn't wait for the night to be over so that I could get to the airport and get myself home. When we did eventually get to the airport, the others were all hungover for last night, so that made the flight home quite dull. But we made it home in one piece and collected all of our luggage, mine was the last to come off as usual.

Like Aston promised, he was stood outside the gate at gone six o'clock, amongst all the other people who were waiting for their family and friends to arrive back home safely. He hadn't spotted me yet but I noticed him as soon as I stepped foot through those doors. It wasn't hard, he was stood on his own dressed in black with his hood up and his sunglasses; he couldn't be drawing more attention to himself if he tried. But when he did recognise me, he took his sunglasses off and slipped them into his pocket.

I pushed my suitcases on the cart over to where Aston was stood, and as soon as I stopped the cart I was pulled into a bone crushing hug.

"I've missed you so much." He sighed as I wrapped my arms around his waist while he pressed a kiss against my head.

"I've missed you too." I breathed as it sunk in that I was finally home.

"I've hated having that bed to myself, not gonna lie." He chuckled as he pulled back slightly, keeping his arms around me.

"I can't wait to get in it! I had the smallest bed in that hotel." I giggled as he smiled down at me.

"I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled before Aston lowered his head and pressed his lips on mine.

"And, I'm so proud of you." He muttered as we pulled away and he pulled me into another hug.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Would you really have broken up with me if I didn't do the show?" I asked with my face pressed against his chest.

"No," Aston chuckled, rubbing his hand up and down my back. "I just knew it'd give you the kick up the backside you needed."

"You idiot!" I shouted, pushing myself away from him. "I was an emotional wreck for the whole show!"

"But you did the show didn't you?" He asked as I shut my mouth. "Babe, you can't not do something just because I'm not there."

"I know, I just needed someone to calm me down and you're pretty damn good at it."

"That's because I know you," He smiled, attaching his hands to my waist again. "But trust me, it's all in your head, because I hardly do anything."

"No, you-"

"Think about it, all I did last time was hold your hand."

"Well yeah but-"

"Leave it there babe," He chuckled, kissing my forehead quickly. "Let's get you home."

Aston led me out of the airport, taking my suitcases for me and loaded them into his car before we both got in and he started up the car. I sulked all the way home, I hated that he was right, plus he was being pretty smug about it, and I hated that too. Once we were home, we got out of the car and I went to get my suitcases out of the boot.

"Babe leave them I'll do it, you get yourself in," Aston said as he took my hand away from the suitcases, before pulling them out and shutting the boot door, locking his car when he was done. "Here, go ahead." He said, passing me his car keys.

I walked up the driveway and unlocked the front door when I reached it, only to be shocked by all three of my girls screaming and running over to me, enveloping me into a huge group hug.

"What's going on?" I laughed as they eventually released me and allowed me to breathe.

"Paris!" Scarlett grinned.

"What about it?" I asked, hanging my bag on the staircase as Aston made his way through the doors.

"You didn't tell us you were going for a show!"

"Did I forget to mention that?" I teased as Nicole pulled me into yet another hug.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Nicole asked as she pulled back.

"Because I could only take one person and Ast couldn't come so I didn't want to have to choose between you three, so I thought I'd leave it as a surprise." I smiled as Aston closed the front door.

"Well, how did it go?" Aimee asked as all three of them looked at me with smiles on their faces as I began to tell them all about my amazing trip to Paris, missing out my little breakdown obviously.