Tour BFF's

Emma Louise Stevens is 19 turning 20 and happens to be the female best friend of the famous boy band artist Harry Styles. They've been friends since before the X-Factor and now he invited her to come on tour with himself and his band mates. There are many complications due to the fact that Emma's a girl and Harry's a boy. Whilst on tour one of the two starts to get feelings for the other, but is to scared for the friendship, the fans, the media and the other lads. What would they think? How will it go?


8. 7

So today I'm going to babysit Nicholas and Alexander, my neighbours kids. It's only that it's only 8am. I can't sleep and I didn't get to much sleep this night. First because we were supposed to have a slumber party which means we are supposed to stay up all night, but then me and the boys got sleepy. Then they all started to snore in harmony. I even recorded them on my phone, you know in case I'll need it in the future. I already know it will come in handy sometime.

It's six hours until Mr. Downstairs is dropping off his twins to stay the night here. His last name is not really Downstairs, but I don't remember what it is and that's why I'm calling the twins for Nicky and Alex Downstairs. I don't, but really it doesn't sound that bad.

Gosh I'm so tired right now I could sleep if only my guests would just stop snoring. I really need to sleep, because when the boys are coming over I doubt that I will get any rest. I could go to my bedroom, but my mattress is here. Oh what the heck, I'll just make breakfast and throw them out afterwards. Then I'll clean up my living room. And I could get a little rest before babysitting. Alright! I have a plan.


I closed the kitchen door and I closed the garage door-ish thing over the bar-ish thing that turned out to the living room. It's not like I want to work in peace and silence, but then again I don't want either of them to rush into the kitchen while I'm making them breakfast.

Pancakes with syrup, and eggs and bacon are what I have made for my guests. I put three pancakes on each plate except the one for Niall, he got five. I poured some syrup on the towers of pancakes, then I found two slices of bread for everyone, three for Niall, and put the eggs on the bread. Then I divided the bacon into six piles in the same size. I then put all the plates in the bar-ish thing and opened the garage door-ish thing.

"Wakey, wakey eggs and bacey!" I shouted into the living room to wake them up. And since I can see them from where I am standing in the kitchen, with the bar-ish thing, I could see Niall's nose sniffing a little before he shot up soon followed by the others and came over to me and sat down on a barstool each.

"Is it more syrup left?" Louis asked before starting to eat.

"Yes it is." I went to find the syrup on the counter.

"Here you go sweetie." I smiled and gave Lou the syrup.

"Thanks." He looked at me like I was crazy or something. I then remembered what I just called him: sweetie. What on earth was I thinking?

"Sorry about that Lou." I apologised.

"No, it's alright it's just that when you called me sweetie it sounded like something you would call your daughter or son or something." He chuckled and so did we.

A little while later we all finished our breakfast and I got to hear how much they loved my cooking. I know they just said that, because I tasted it myself and it wasn't that good, but it was okay, I guess.

"Okay, so now you've all eaten and now it's time to go home." I said while cleaning the dishes.

"Why are you in such a rush to get us out of here?" Louis asked me.

"Well, because… um you're so annoying?" I tried.

"Nice try Em. Now the truth please?" Harry busted me, like he always does. It's so annoying not being able to lie.

"Okay, I haven't slept all night because of you guys. You do snore a lot, and loud. I really don't understand how you could sleep trough it all. And I want some rest before the twins are coming over." I explained.

"I must say that you're getting better at this lying thing." Louis said.

"Why do you think I'm lying?"

"Well let's just say that we don't snore, we never have, and never will." Lou told me.

"I knew it would come in handy, but this fast? I had no idea." I thought out loud without even knowing it myself.

"What exactly would come in handy this fast?" Niall asked suspiciously.

"Oh just a little video of five sleepy boys snoring their own song called 'Little Things'. It's quite a funny video actually. I think it would be popular on YouTube, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram, Vine.… you know I could go on with these websites for a while." I smirked when I saw their faces.

"You know what? We were just about to leave." Liam said getting his stuff. Soon after the other boys got their stuff as well and they all left. This was easier than I first thought, I would think that they would want me to show them the video or something. I did not expect them to believe me this fast.


I've cleaned up everything from last night and even got some rest. Isn't that amazing? It is for me. Anyway the clock is now 12.30pm and it's one and a half hour until my neighbour comes to drop the twins here. I wonder how old they are. He never told me that. *knock, knock* Who could that be?

I opened the door and saw my neighbour with two little twin boys. They had blond hair till just under their ears and eyes as blue as the ocean. Their tiny little lips were perfectly shaped and in the colour of rose pink.

"Come on in." I smiled at them.

"Thanks. I know that we are early, but do you think it's alright if you take them now?" He asked. He looked a little tired.

"Yeah of course. I just wonder, is it a reason that you came early?" I replied.

"My wife got really sick this morning. And they just took her to the hospital, and they need me to do some paperwork there so if you could take the twins now you would really help." He told me.

"Oh my gosh, I didn't know."

"It's okay, just don't go and tell everybody." He smiled weakly at me.

"I won't, I promise. And just as you know you can let the twins stay with me for as long as you need." I smiled at him.

"Thank you, but I can't ask you to do that. Besides you're going on tour on Tuesday."

"Don't worry about that. I'm sure they'll understand it if I say that something's come up. And I could always go on the tour when you and your wife are able to take the twins again."

"Thank you, once again, but"

"Dude, I said it's okay and I'm more than happy to look after these two adorable kids of yours for as long as needed. And besides you should get going. And don't worry about them they'll be fine. Okay?"

"Okay. Oh I almost forgot. This are the boys bedtimes and what they usually eats and their allergies." He lent me some papers. And he put their bags on the floor on the hall.

"Thanks. Go now." I smiled.

He left and i was now alone with the twins. I sat them in the sofa and put on their favourite movie which their dad took along. It was a Care-bear movie. They looked really adorable when they sat there in my coach watching the movie. It seemed like they had a conversation about the movie. Discussing the better and the worse parts I guess.

I decided that I should probably call Harry and tell him that I might have to stay here a couple of days longer than planned. I dialled his number and brought the phone up to my ear.

It took six so called *beeps* before he picked up his phone.

"Hey Harry-" I started, but I got cut off by a female voice.

"To your information I'm not Harry, but I am his girlfriend though. I'm Cassidy, by the way." Her squeaky, annoying voice spoke up.

"Hey, it's nice to talk to you Cassidy, but-"

"Who are you? Why are you calling my man?" She cut me off again.

"I'm Emma, Harold's best friend. Could-"

"Who's Harold?" She would never let me finish would she?

"Harry, it's Harry. Can I-"

"Why didn't you just say that?" Again. She cut me off again.

"I'm sorry. Look I need to-"

"My babe never mentioned a Emma. How can I trust you? That you're not lying." Gosh I hate that girl.

"Ask him. Where is-"

"He's not here." I swear to God if she interrupt me one more time I will punch her in the face. Hard. With a chair.

"Then where is he?" Wow, I got to finish my sentence.

"Sorry, did you say something?" Seriously, is she death or something?

"I said: Then where is he?"

"He's right here and he told me to tell you to back out of his life. And that he don't want to see you again anytime soon." Okay, that's it!

I hung up, and broke down in the other sofa than the one the twins were sitting in. I started crying. First Harry didn't tell me that he had a girlfriend, then he gets her to tell me that he don't want to see me again. Well I think it's settled now. I can watch the boys for a while and I can't go back to work anytime soon, because I already told Henry that I wouldn't be working for some months.

I felt two pairs of tiny arms wrapping around me. I dried away my tears and looked down at Nicky and Alex. They are so cute, and kind. Actually they remind me of how Harry was. No, I'm not thinking about him now.

"I'm sorry boys, but I just lost my best friend." I poured out to the boys.

"It's otay." Alex said. I smiled softly at him.

"We aye yov fiends." Nicky said. I couldn't help but drop a tear at those two boys.

Nicky reached up and dried away my tears on my right cheek and Alex did the same on my left. They were so sweet.

I hope their mother gets better. So that she gets to see how sweet they are, not that she probably haven't already. And I hope that they don't have to grow up with a sick mother, or if it's really bad, without a mother.

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