*2 months later.*
"Gump! Where are my earbuds?" I yelled downstairs.
"I DONT KNOW LOOK IN YOUR BACKPACK? Or your purse? Or ask the guys!" Gump yelled back upstairs.
I looked in my bag. And there they were the white tangled wire at the top sitting on top of everything.
I went out if my room confident i had everything. I ran down the stairs. I looked in the mirror, checking my hair before I left. I didn't put any make up on so i just made sure my messy bun was perfectly messy. I had a combination if all the guys' clothes on.
Recently ashton has gotten into wearing bandanas, so i have one of his being used as a headband. I have on Luke's grey track pants. Michaels sleeping with sirens sweatshirt which is about 3 sizes too big. I then have on Calum's boxers because he apparently has the biggest waist size so they hang off of me nicely. Well they are way to big, but they are super comfy. I did have my favourite pair of my own underwear and bra on though. I grabbed my all black vans from the closet and ran out of the house. Locking it behind me.
I ran into the large bus. Where Gump, and the guys were.
We have to drive to the other end of Oz. before we can start the tour. The one direction featuring 5 seconds of summer tour is starting on the other end. About a 11 hour drive.
Gump ended up being able to drive the bus the whole tour because fearless records apparently loved their bus service. And they honoured the fact that i do have severe depression and anxiety so i need him to help with my medication. Yeah i'm still the same as i was. But the boys have been checking me for cuts ever since my last large relapse. I mean yeah, i have cut in between but the guilt on their faces is enough tor y my best to stop.
I glanced at the gorgeous ring on my finger. Michael gave me a promise ring. Its like a promise that we will always live each other and that we will get married. And i love it and i love him.
The boys are all happy too. I mean they are going on tour so how couldn't they be. We did help Luke through a bad relapse though. And i mean sitting in the bathtub with two bottles of pills ready to swallow bad.
All is well now and we are all checking him for cuts.
The one thing is that i had another pregnancy scare. This time i was pregnant but unfortunately i had a miscarriage 4 weeks in. I was crushed. So were all the boys too. Especially Michael.
So here we are. One large happy family. One year on tour, with one of the most famous bands alive.
Lets just hope i don't fuck it up.
Epilogue is next :) i feel so sad that its almost over but so happy that it happend :(: