Tour #8

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A/N

Okay, this is short, but this one part is gonna be written in two parts.

So...yeah!

And, thank you to all of my readers!!! Ily

But........

Qotd: What's your favorite animal??

Aotd:Giraffes

And, yes, I know that was a horse....but there's no emoji for a girrafe!!

LY!!!

Ryland POV

I woke up groggily in the tour bus that was currently driving down the streets of Georgia.

I looked at my bedside table and saw a framed picture of me and Sara. I had my arm wrapped around her and I was kissing her red cheeks.

I sighed and looked at her some more. Her hair sat on her shoulders, her tips curling, and her smile was bright. I know its cliche, but it could light up a room.

As tears came to my eyes, I looked over at Ross. He was sleeping like a baby, looking so peaceful. Well, there was never a peaceful day for me. All I thought about was her.

I needed her. I needed to kiss her. I needed to hold her.

But, now that was Ross's job. But, it wasn't meant to be. It was meant to be mine!

I needed to fucking fix this....now.

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I quickly changed into some sweats and a red graphic T-shirt and walked off the steps as the bus parked. Today, we had no show, so I had plenty of time. I swiftly texted my family that I needed time alone and then called a cab.

"Hey, could you take me to the nearest airport?" I asked the driver.

"Will do," the man replied.

About 10 minutes later, the cab pulled in to the parking lot of the airport. I gave him my money and hopped out of the car. I jogged to the entrance and went to buy a ticket to California.

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