A Siblings Advice

"A soul sister just knows..."

Dianne's POV:

After what feels like forever, we are finally heading back to London tonight, after being on tour since the beginning of January. Due to the crazy travel schedule planned for us this tour, none of us have actually managed to get home during this trip because we have usually spent our days off, travelling to the next venue, so we are all a little grumpy, overtired and homesick as we make the final journey down to London, the promise of a day off looming. Once again, i'm feeling a little rough on it so the thought of getting back to my own bed, with the fleecy bedding and our coffee machine is currently the only thing keeping me positive.

And the thought of falling asleep with my Joseph for the first time in sixteen days- buried in his arms and stealing yet another one of his t-shirts...my true happy place. I'd been so lost in my own thoughts that I hadn't even noticed that Amy had joined me and had been trying to get my attention for God knows how long...whoops. "Sorry Ames, what did you say? I've been daydreaming, i'm so sorry! How are you, what's going on with you?" I grin, desperate to distract myself for the remainder of our journey. "iyaaaa! No, no you're alright Di, the boys are just chatting nonsense and I thought you'd been a bit quiet recently, are you feeling okay?" She witters, leaning against my shoulder and getting herself comfy as we curl up in our coach seats, relaxing against each other like we have so many other times before. The sense of familiarity reminds me of the countless nights we have spent together, giggling, crying and most recently, planning her wedding! Sighing, I sniffle a little and reach for my phone, "Yeah, no, i'll be fine Ames! I'm just sniffly and missing Joseph. God, i'm so selfish! I bet you are missing Ben too! God, I didn't even ask, I bet you miss him too, how are things going for the wedding?" Her grin is undeniable as she launches into conversations about bridesmaid dresses, colour schemes and bouquet arrangements, not noticing as I zone out, my thoughts once again drifting to my Joseph before my eyes begin to close...

"Di, Di love, we are here and Joe Is waiting for you with a car babe. Wakey wakey, that boy wants to take you home." Amy whispers, nudging me slightly but my eyes refuse to co-operate and I remain in my dream state. Semi-conscious, I can hear Joseph's soft western voice, muttering to Amy and the next thing I know, i'm being lifted from my seat and i'm back in those all-too-comforting arms that I have desperately missed. "Hey Amy, can you grab her handbag please? I'll come back for her suitcases and things, I just need to get her comfy and safe first. Dotty my love, i'm just sliding you into the car, I love you and i'll be back in a second sweetie." As he sets me down, I stir and gradually begin to wake up a little bit more, eyes fluttering open as he presses a sweet kiss against my temple, disappearing from my blurry vision and heading back to Amy again. I vaguely hear him mutter a quick  "thank you" to Amy before he jumps into the new car we are in. "Ah, Good morning me lover. Welcome back to London, lets get you home, you sound like you're getting a cold again?" Unable to fully form words, I just nod and reach out for his hand, seeking some form of contact throughout our drive home. I need to remember to thank Amy for this, maybe buy her some flowers or a gift because that girl really is my soul sister.

Amy's POV:

Dancing on the 2020 live tour is a whole new experience for me- from a goat to coming runner up in not only the 2019 show but the tour too! Karim has been absolutely excellent over the last few months but sitting at the back of the bus, alongside him, AJ, Graziano and Josh, it quickly became obvious that I don't really fit in with their boyish humour. Excusing myself politely, I make my way to the front of the bus, scanning for the little redhead who had been strangely quiet over the last few shows; i'm not sure if it is just tiredness, homesickness or something else...she hasn't been too well recently and I do worry about her. "Dianne, Di? Stacey, have you seen where Di is hiding?" I mutter, trying not to disturb the other sleep bodies around us, she simply lifts her hand and points towards the very front of the bus, before returning to her conversation with King Kev. Making my way to my best friend, I can tell something is definitely bothering her- she looks pale, tired and deflated almost. Our Di really does have a heart of gold, admitting that she is missing that boy of hers but then instantly thinking she was being selfish and changing the conversation to Ben instead and the excitement of our upcoming summer wedding and of course, I loose myself in the details.