Granted

C h a p t e r 3

Sandra's POV

About a week later, someone knocks on my Grandmas door. I was currently staying with her since the tour was about to start. My gran opens the door to let in my bodyguard, Jim.

"Hi jim, my stuffs over there." I point and he grabs it and takes it to the car. Grandma starts tearing up as she watches me give the guys orders.

"Your so grown, Sandra." She says, and she hugs me. "I love you so much. Stay safe, and be nice, okay?"

"I love you too Gran, but what do you mean?"

"Well, for starters, you are going to be touring with 5 boys all around the world. And you are a bit sassy, aren't you?" She lightly teases, and I laugh.

"I love you so much." I tell her again when Jim motions to get going. "I left you some money in the bear jar, so don't you worry." I whisper that to her in her ear. She nods.

"It will be more that enough for you, okay? And treat yourself to something nice." I tell her and I kiss her cheek. She nods again. I nod and close the door. I could never bring myself to tell her goodbye, so we always end it with nods. I get into the car which drives us to where the tour bus is parked.

"Jim, your touring with me right?" I ask nervously. He doesn't answer. Jim has been my bodyguard since I was only 12 years old.

"Jim." I say, and he looks at me.

"No, Sandra. Not time." He states, no emotion in his voice, which meant he was pissed off.

"What? Why not?!" I ask.

"Because, One directions body guard, Paul, states he could handle all 6 of you. Management told me I'm not needed for this tour." He says as the car slows to a stop, meaning we are here. We both get out as he grabs my luggage and goes on the tour bus. I sigh as I lean against the car, pulling out my phone To go into twitter.
"@Torres_Official: Touring with One Direction? What do you guys think?"

Jim calls my name from inside the tour bus. I could already hear some video game music from inside. Cautiously, I enter inside, and step on some chips.

"Sorry." Niall mumbles, mouth full of chips. Zayn and Louis are playing a video game on the telly, while Harry talks on the phone. Liam is there, talking to Jim. I clear my throat, and everyone is silent. I walk over to Jim to tell him goodbye.

Louis POV

I paused the game while Sandra talked to Jim. I figured she would be pissed when she realized that Jim couldn't be her guard on this tour. I hadn't considered what me and the boys would do if Paul wasn't there for our tours. Jim hugs Sandra and walks off the tour bus, leaving everything silent.

"So, my bodyguard Jim can't come on tour with me..." She says, looking at the floor. "I've had him on every tour with me since I was 12." She sighs, and sits down in the booth where we eat. Harry ends his call and sits next to her.

"What would make you feel better right now?" He asks her. I feel a bit mad that he had the balls to go as comfort her but not me.

"Luke Hemmings and Dutch Chocolate Almond Milk." She replies after a moment, earning weird stares from us.

"Luke Hemmings?" Niall asks.

"Almond Milk?" Zayn asks, not looking up from his phone.