A/N: I can't believe how many new reads I've gotten in under 24 hours. So to celebrate I figured I throw another chapter at you guys. Enjoy, and as always, I love hearing from you guys.---Ekat1507 :)
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Alex’s P.O.V.
So as I promised the boys, I made my famous baked ziti. It was kind of hard seeing as how the kitchen isn’t exactly huge, and when you have five boys drooling all over following your every move, it becomes even harder. I sent the boys to sit down at the table, because they were really getting in the way. When I put it in the over, I sat down next to Niall. Everyone every two minutes kept asking “Is it done yet? Is it done yet? I think it’s done Alex”. I was about ready to slap them all when the timer went off. I told the boys to set the table, while I prepared the food. I took the ziti out of the oven, and turned around to see the table was already done. Guess these boys really wanted my food. I put a helping on each of the plates, and we all started to stuff our faces.
“I’ve told you I love you right?” Niall asked with a mouthful of food. I in turn, kiss him on the lips because he had some sauce that he missed. “Hey! I was saving that for later.”
The boys and I laughed at this, while continuing on with our meal. We were all stuffed, but honestly, I think the only reason that we stopped is because we ran out of food. Niall was disappointed by this, and was licking everything he could from his plate. God I love that boy.
“That. Was. Amazing!” Liam commented, not moving because he was too full. “Alex, I’ve never asked anyone this, but will you marry me? That way, I could have this amazing food all the time; and it would make sense. We’re already Mommy and Daddy Direction.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at this. “Sorry Liam, but if I was to marry you, I’d have to leave my sexy Irishman, which I’m not willing to do”. I turned to Niall, who had an enormous grin on his face. He snaked his arm around my waist, and pulled me closer to him, and planting a kiss on my forehead. Everything about this boy made me happy. He was funny, smart, carefree, comforting, loving, and who could resist his Irish charm and looks. I leaned my head on his shoulders, and was starting to nod off, when my phone started ringing. Really; way to ruin a peaceful moment. I took my phone my phone out to see who was calling. It was Simon.
“Hello,” I said answering the phone, trying to play off as though I wasn’t talking to thee Simon Cowell.
“Hello Alex, how are you?” Simon asked casually.
“I’m doing great, just finishing up a meal with my boys,” I said. I looked up to see all five of them staring at me, with confused looks on their faces.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your alone time with them,” Simon started apologizing. “I know how much the boys love having you around, especially Niall. But I was hoping we could have a private conversation because I need to ask a huge favor.”
“Yeah, just give me a second,” I replied, getting up from the table, and walking into the back bedroom. I shut the door before sitting lying down on the bed. “Okay, it’s just me in the room.”
“Thanks Alex. Now I know I promised you that you could sing with the boys while on tour, but I have a dilemma. As I’m sure you know, the boy’s new album is coming out soon,” Simon started to explain. “The only thing left to do is some last minute editing on some of the songs. The problem is, I don’t have anyone that can finish it, in time for the deadline. I was hoping you would agree to fly back to London for a couple of weeks, and help me finish it up. I’ve also called Ed Sheeran to help too. I’m on my way to the airport now to get on my private jet. Normally I wouldn’t ask somebody I’ve only known for five minutes, but there’s something about you that I think would be perfect for this. So what do you say?”
I honestly didn’t know what to say. I mean, this was an amazing opportunity; but so was staying here with the boys, and singing a few songs every night on stage. After weighing the pros and cons, I finalized my decision. “I’d love to come and help. After all, it is to help the boys”.
“Oh, you have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that,” Simon replied. “You guys should be arriving in Philadelphia real soon. I’ll book a flight for you for in a few hours. Alex, I can’t thank you enough for this. I’ll see you in London.”
We exchanged a few words and mini details before hanging up. As I set my phone down, I heard a thump at the door. I opened the door to see four out of five boys in a pile on the floor. The only one missing was Niall. I couldn’t help but let out a laugh, seeing them piled up on the floor.
“Serves you guys right for trying to spy on me,” I said. Then it hit me. “Wait, what did you guys hear?”
“Nothing much,” Zayn answered. “We kept trying to listen, but you were pretty quiet; not to mention Louis isn’t exactly the quietest person, but we could have sworn we heard you say you were leaving when we get to Philadelphia. Is that true Alex? Wait, where did Nialler go?”
I couldn’t answer them when I learned they heard I was leaving for a little while. Not to mention Niall heard this too. I rushed passed them to go look for Niall. Not that I was really worried he would be lost. I mean honestly, there aren’t that many places to hide on a moving tour bus; but there he sat, on the couch in the living room. I noticed he brought his legs up to his face, and was sitting all scrunched up. I walked over, and he lifted his face. His eyes were red, and his face was all puffy. When I saw the tears that were running down his face, I almost broke down with him. I sat down next to him, and wanted to do nothing but hug him, but I was afraid he would just shake it off.
“You’re leaving us?” he asked, the tears still pouring out of his eyes. “Was it something we did? Was it something that I did?”
Oh, he thought I was leaving, and I wasn’t coming back. Before I answered, I laid him on his side, and brought his head into my lap. I don’t know why, but things were always easier to explain when we sat like this, and I ran my hand through his hair.
“Babe, I’m not leaving for good,” I told him. “Simon just wants me to come back to London for a few weeks, to help him and Ed finish up your new album. Apparently, he didn’t have anyone else to call upon, and he thought I could be a huge help to him.”
After I explained the whole situation, I could feel the tension in his body go down. He finally turned so he was on his back, looking up at me. His bright blue eyes were the only thing I could see. They were so mesmerizing. I leaned down while he started to sit up, and our lips crashed into each other. I felt his tongue begging for entry, and I let him in. We got into such a heated kissing session, that before I knew it, we had readjusted ourselves so that he was sitting at the end of the couch. I was pulled onto his lap, with my legs on either side of his. Our lips only left each other for a brief moment so we could catch our breath, and then we were at it again. Before we took it any farther, I was being pulled off of him by Louis.
“Hey, I specifically remember saying NO SEX ON MY TOUR BUS,” Louis started shouting. I tried to shut him up, but I think we all know how well that worked. He just continued on with his rant, while the color on Niall and I’s faces turned to red. “First of all, I love this couch, and I don’t really want the memory of you guys getting it on, on it, to be stuck in my head. Second of all, I don’t think we’re ready for a Baby Horan to be running around here”. Way to go Louis, at least we have our priorities straight. Before I could say anything, the other boys walked in. Oh great, here we go.
“What’s this I hear about having sex?” a confused Zayn asked.
“Oh nothing, just Nialler and Lexi here were about to do the dirty deed here on our lovely couch,” Louis said as if it were nothing.
“Louis, we weren’t having sex,” I stated. When I looked over at Niall, he had his face buried in his hands; probably to hide his embarrassment.
“That’s only because I came over, and pulled you guys off of each other,” Louis pointed out. “Are you really going to sit there, and tell me that if I hadn’t, nothing would have happened between you two?”
Okay, I hated it when he actually had a point. This time, I was the one to bury my face in my hands. I heard Liam mumble “So much for Mommy Direction” over to Zayn, who grinned back at him. When I looked up, Louis was moving his eyebrows up and down at me. I rolled my eyes at him, before getting up.
“And where do you think you’re going missy?” Louis asked.
“I have to go pack” I said quickly, hoping to avoid any conversation on the events of the last few minutes. Then it dawned on me that I hadn’t told the rest of them what happened. “Niall can fill you in.”
Harry’s P.O.V.
I was so confused when Alex said she was going to pack. At first I thought she was leaving us; I would have felt awful inside if that would have happened. Once Niall filled us in, I went to the bunks to talk to Alex. I know she hated these brother-sister conversations, but this is one that she couldn’t avoid.
“Alex, we need to talk,” I told her.
“I had a feeling this was coming,” she replied with a giant sigh.
“I’ll try and make it painless as possible,” I stated. “I just think you and Niall should wait before you take your relationship to that kind of level. I mean for God’s sake Alex, you haven’t even known him for two months.”
I knew my words were coming out harsh, but I was just trying to protect her.
“Physically we’ve haven’t known each other for two months, but mentally and emotionally, it feels like we’ve known each other our whole lives,” she responded. “I know it sounds cheesy, but it’s true. And before you say anything Harry, I know it takes a lot more than just knowing someone a long time to want to have an intimate relationship, but I feel like Niall and I have a special bond. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to go back out there, and throw myself at him like some whore, but when the time comes, I wouldn’t be afraid to let him be, the one.”
“Wow Alex, I can see you’ve really thought this through,” I commented. “I don’t think I’ll ever be okay with having my sister and one of my best friends doing…that, but I’m glad that you’ve finally found someone to have those feelings for. Now come on, the boys and I are going to take you to the airport.”
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Niall’s P.O.V. (At the Airport)
The boys and I have been sitting here with Alex for about an hour now. We didn’t have any problems with security or anything, because Simon called ahead of time. I was sad to see her go for so long, but I knew she was doing it to help us. Then I heard the words I was dreading.
“Flight 523 to London is now boarding,” a voice said over the intercom. It was time for me to let Alex go. If it wasn’t for the fact that we had the tour, I would have booked myself a ticket too. I watched as she hugged the rest of the guys; each one of them whispering words of encouragement into her ear. She tried her best to smile, but I could tell she was upset about leaving too. Finally, I was the only one left.
“Niall, I know this time is going to seem like forever, but it’s only two weeks,” she told me, as if she read my mind.
“I know, but I’m just to miss you so damn much,” I told her, trying to hold back the tears. I saw she was trying to do the same.
“I feel the same way, but we both know I’ll be back in no time at all,” she responded, coming into my arms. I just stood there with her, and we rocked back and forth until the voice on the intercom came on again.
“Final call for boarding of flight 523 to London”.
Our eyes met, and a second later, so did our lips. I kissed her as if it would be the last time I would see her. I was already counting down the minutes until I would see her again… 20,160. Oh, the effect that this girl had on my heart. The boys came over, and gave me support as I watched her walk towards the gate. She handed her ticket over, and looked back one more time before boarding the plane. This was going to be the longest two weeks of my life.