Chapter Nine

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-FF- January 5th

It was amazing what the time away from Aron had done for my emotions and for clearing my head. I now knew exactly how I felt about him and I knew what I wanted to do with those feelings so I had decided to leave Tony’s house in Los Angeles and go back to England, to my brother and friends.

I said goodbye to Tony and Lisa plus little Travis then I said goodbye to the rest of the band. I gave Max an extra big hug and thanked him. It was Max who had helped me with my feelings for Aron but it was Tony who had helped me clear my mind.

I made my way through security and sat down at the boarding area. When my flight was called I all but ran to the desk and got on the plane, I couldn’t wait to see everyone again.

-FF- Landing (Plane journeys are boring)

Once the plane had safely landed in London and everyone had offloaded I picked up my bag and made my way through customs. I got to the arrivals and was standing on my tiptoes to try and find my brother when I was tackled from the side and sent hurtling across the ground before crashing into the wall behind me.

“I found her!” I heard Dillon yell.

“Dillon… you’re… squishing… me.”

“Oops, sorry A-Dog… Oh my God your hair is purple!”

“That’s because I dyed it Dill pickle. I like it like this.”

“It’s cool.”

He helped me up but straight away I was tackled to the ground again by another four guys. When they helped me up I saw Aron looking fidgety over by a coffee shop. I walked over to him and held my arms out. He gave me a hug and we just stood there for a few minutes.

“Does this mean that you’ve forgiven me?”

“Aron, I was never mad at you but did you hurt me? Yes. Have I forgiven you for that? Yes. However, there is one little problem that we have.”

“What’s that?”

“I still need a little bit more time before I make my final decision on where we go from here?”

He pulled away from me and smiled at me for the first time in about four months. I knew what I wanted to do in relation to him but I just needed one little idea on how to go about doing it.

“I can wait. I can wait for as long as you need. I would wait my whole life for you.”

“Okay.”

I gave him another hug and we carried on just standing there until I heard someone clear their throat behind us. I turned to see Matt and the rest of the band tapping their feet impatiently. I rolled my eyes and laughed at them.

“Where are our hugs?”

“You got them when you tackled me to the floor, I think I’m going to be scarred.”

“Yeah whatever.”

I gave them each a hug but when I got to Jordan he wouldn’t let go.

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