10. chapter 10
The boys and I head back inside to pack up our few items that survived the bomb. Trust me there wasn't must; Niall's note/roses, some clothes, and a picture of me and my brother the first day that we lived with one direction.
I was pranked four times that day, all by Harry and Louis. (Of coarse.) I laughed at the memory as I threw my belongings into a bag and walked out the door. The tour was still pending, the boys might get sent home. I don't know what I'll do if they are sent home, I'll have nowhere to go.
Just then as I'm walking I find a note on the floor, addressed to me.
Now that your pesky brother and mother are out of the way I'm coming for you. Those boys better keep a close eye on you.
I drop the not in horror as Louis runs up. He picks up the note and reads it. Afterwards he looks just as horrified as I am. "Don't worry we won't let him get you," he says hugging tightly.
He knows the stories about my dad. How he killed my little sister daisy, my little triplet brothers dean, John, and Ashton, and my big sister Laura. Me, mom, and Michael were the lucky ones. It's a miracle that Michael lived to be 18.
It's an even bigger miracle that I'm still alive.
Louis leads me outside to the tour bus, bags in hand. The other boys and Paul were already on the bus and as soon as the two of us settled in the bus took off.