The Lucky One

Chapter 30- Back To Touring

Emily's POV

We were leaving today! I was going with them, even though I was hurt. I was feeling better but I have been sick sometimes. I don't know if it is because of the acsedent. I may just be sick.

"Ready babe?" Harry asked me. He was carring my bags cause I had my crutch. Over the past five days I had paracticed using it. It is hard cause it hurts my rib if I do it wrong.

"Ready", I said. Paul, The Boys, and me walked out of the hotel. There were probably going to be fans at the airport.

We all piled into the van. I didn't feel good today either, so I layed my head on Harry's sholder. I was wearing a sweatshirt and yoga pants. It wasn't really cold out but I was still cold.

"Are you sure you wanna go?" Harry wispered in my ear. I nodded, my cheek moving against his sholder. He kissed my head.

"Happy July 1", Louis shouted randomly. I groaned cause it hurt my head.

"Still mad at me?" He asked me. I think he meant the time when I yelled at him like five days ago.

"I was never mad at you", I said. He smirked. I closed my eyes and relaxed for the rest of the ride to the airport.

When I was on the plane rideI layed my head on Harry and fell asleep.

Harry's POV

I hope Emily starts to feel better. She has been sick a lot. I hope it is just an affect from the acsedent. He was sleeping on me now. She had a light snore. I smiled down at her.

"You are so lucky", Zayn said next to me.

"Why?" I asked not knowing licky about what. I mean I know I'm lucky to have Emily but I don't think that is what he means.

"You get to see your girlfriend everyday. I wish I saw Perrie more", he said.

"I know", I smiled. I was so lucky to see Emily everyday. She didn't have to worry about being away from me. It is different having a girl on tour with us. Like we can't go around nude on the tour bus. Well we probably could but Emily would NOT like that. We have to be more responsible. She keeps us in line when Paul is not here. But she is just as wild as us, maybe more. She doesn't care about what people think about her. I love that about her.

I tried to go to sleep too. The ride wasn't going to be very long.

Emily's POV

We were in North Carolina. We would only be here one night. It was five o' clock now and the concert was at seven. I was going to go to my old house for a little bit. I kind of left in a hurry and I wanted to see if I left anything. The boys were at the arena and Paul was dropping me off at my house.

"Thanks Paul", I said and opened the van door.

"Okay, tell me when you are ready to leave", he said and I nodded. I stepped out and slowly made it to the door. I used the key in my hand to unlock it. I pushed the door open and slowly walked inside. I shut the door and looked around.

My parents wern't home, that wasn't a big shocker. I limped up the stairs and stood at the top. Instead of goin gto my room I walked towards Josh's old room.

I opened the door slowly and looked inside. It was just how he left it. It was a mess, but that is how he kept it. My parents didn't touch anything. I could smell him, his old colonge.

I walked around, looking at his pictures. I opened up his closet. His high tops on the ground, three shirts hung up. I walked over to his bed and sat down.

"I love you Josh", I said and looked up. I looked down at my braclet he gave me. Then I looked at the matching one on my ankle. I layed down on his bed and put my head on hs pillow.