Here We Are

“Do you need anything else? A tooth brush? Underwear? Anything?” Madelyn asked me, roaming around the house. I just kept my seat at the kitchen table and watched her freak out.”

“I’m not moving away, Maddie. I’m going on tour.”

“Yes, and I have forgotten things before. I’m just making you’re prepared.”

“I’ve packed everything, trust me. Besides, if I need something, I’ll just ask Brooke.”

Madelyn took a seat beside me. “How are you two even getting off work for this?”

“Our boss told us it might be best if we took a long break because of publicity. He’s looking out for our safety.”

She let out a huge sigh. “Are you sure you want to do this? Won’t it be a little … awkward with Harry and Niall?”

I shrugged. “I just can’t handle being here with all of my friends gone. I can’t go back to work for a while, and every time I step outside I get bombarded. Getting away from here will be a nice break.” I looked over at her. “I’m not even famous and I have to take a break from my life here. This is all of your fault.”

She let out a laugh. “If you didn’t come to that party, you would have never met the guys. Brooke wouldn’t have either.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“So you should actually be thanking me ….”

I playfully hit her on the arm. “…Thanks. How long are you on tour for?”

“Just for a month. It’s just a UK thing. I’m not popular in America. Which is weird, since that’s where I’m from.”

“Europeans are better, anyways.” I would have continued talking but my phone was ringing. I looked at the ID to see a name I wasn’t expecting.

“Adrian?”

“Hi, Ev.”

We hadn’t talked since I told him about sleeping with Harry. “How … how are you?”

“I heard you were in the hospital.”

“How’d you hear about that? No one has your number but me.”

“You know you’re all over the news, right?”

I let out a sigh. “Oh.”

“Didn’t you tell me before you left that this is the lifestyle you wanted to avoid?”

“I avoided it for two months. But the guys are so awesome and they really care about me.”

“I’m just trying to look out for you, Evelyn.”

“It’s okay, Adrian. But I’ll be okay. I’m going on tour with them, actually. Leaving in the morning.”

“…..You are?”

“It’s a Europe and North American tour. I’m not sure where we’re going in America yet, though. If we go to Atlanta, you need to meet the guys.”

“..Yeah, sure. Evelyn, I’m going to go. I’ll talk to you later.” He then hung up.

ADRIAN'S POV

I didn’t like what she was turning into. She had managed to stay out of the eyes of the media for a while, but the night she met two of the guys from the group, it’s been different. The Evelyn I know wouldn’t have gone to that party. She wouldn’t have agreed to go on tour.

Since her dad passed away, I had been the only male figure in her life. I tried to make sure she grew up to be a respectable young lady that everyone adored. In London, these were her male figures. A boy band. Boy bands party and fuck girls all the time and when the media finds out who the girl is, she gets hell. They were ruining her.

I hoped they came to Atlanta. I loved Evelyn, and if I see those boys in person, I’m going to take care of them myself.

EVELYN’S POV

Brooke, Madelyn, and I went to dinner later that night. The boys were with their family and friends since we were leaving for tour in the morning.

“So, Brooke,” Madelyn started. “I read this morning online that Zayn proposed to you because you’re pregnant!”

Brooke placed her hands over her stomach. “I didn’t think people would notice!”

We all let out huge laughs. It had been a nice night so far. Not too many people took pictures of us since we weren’t with the guys. It was the most peaceful night I’ve had the past few days.

“How do you think fans are going to react to us?” Brooklyn asked Madelyn.

“Well, you’re a girlfriend of one of the most well-known guys on the planet. You’re going to get love, and you’re going to get hate, you know? I remember the first time I went and visited Sheeran at a show…all the hate I got. And then again, he had people tell him, “You’ve got a good one.” But we were just friends.”

“Just friends.. Don’t think we don’t know how you feel,” I stated.

She started to blush. “I’ll admit. I have a little crush on him.”

Brooke chuckled. “And by little, you mean a lot.”

“Shut up!”

The rest of the night we just talked and joked around with each other. Madelyn had been really busy lately and we haven’t had a night like this since I moved here. But after a while, it was getting late and we needed to head back to our flats since we were leaving early the next morning.

When Maddie and I returned to our flat, she went into her room and I went into mine. I changed into my pajamas and snuggled up under my covers. I was about to be asleep when Madelyn entered my room and laid down on the bed beside me.

“What’s up, big sis?” I asked as I turned to face her.

“I’m just gonna miss you, you know.”

“You’ve been gone before.”

“Not for a month! I wish you’d come with me instead.”

“You should have asked me first!” I joked. “Plus, I don’t want to get in the way of you and your man.”

“Ed isn’t my man. Well…” she trailed off.

“Well what?”

“I don’t know. We’re sort of talking I guess. Maybe things will change since we’ll be touring together.”

“I sure hope so, Maddie. You deserve to be happy.”

“Well, so do you. Is Niall out of the picture?”

“I just can’t get over what he said to me. What Harry said wasn’t that bad, and he was drunk. Niall was sober. That’s what bothers me.”

“Well, are you and Harry a thing?”

I shrugged. “Neither of us has said anything about it. I mean, we have sex, and he’s nice to me, but nothing has been said about a relationship.”

“Maybe you should D-T-R sometime during tour.”

“…What?”

“Come on, Ev. Get up to date with the lingo. ‘Define the relationship.’”

“We’ll see. I’m really tired.”

“Well, I’m sleeping in here for tonight, because I won’t see you for three fucking months after tomorrow.”

I smiled at her. “Goodnight, sis. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

-x-x-x-x-x-

I woke up to the smell of maple syrup coming from the kitchen. I slowly sat up in my bed, grabbed my phone, and looked at the time.

“Six in the morning….” I mumbled. I stood up and made my way to my wardrobe. It was almost empty since I had packed about every piece of clothing I owned for the tour. I grabbed a pair of black sweatpants and a light grey tank top and threw them on. We were going to be on a bus for a long time today before we made it to our destination, so I figured I could at least be comfortable. I fixed my hair in a messy bun and walked into the kitchen.

“Good morning!” Brooke greeted me when I entered. “I’m making pancakes.”

I studied her as I made my way to the table to sit down. She was wearing a dark blue sundress that flowed perfectly at the bottom. Her hair was also freshly curled, so they bounced perfectly whenever she moved. Her make-up looked flawless. And I looked awful.

“Is Maddie here?” I asked. She brought a tray of pancakes and some plates over to the table and sat down. It looked like she made enough to feed a family of twenty.

“She left a while ago,” she answered, putting a pancake on her plate. “I asked her to pick some stuff up for me.”

I got two pancakes and put them on my plate, then drowned them with syrup. “Can you believe we’re about to travel all over Europe and North America?”

She let a smile form across her face. “Traveling all over two continents with my best friends…how did I get so lucky?”

I flashed a grin at her when we heard the front door open. Maddie shortly joined us in the kitchen.

“I got what you asked for,” she said. Then, the guys walked into the kitchen.

“Smells like sex up in here,” Louis stated with a look of delight on his face.

“It smells like maple syrup. What kind of sex do you and Eleanor having?” Liam asked. Louis just shot him a smirk. They all grabbed plates and sat down at the table. Harry sat down beside me and rubbed my knee with his hand. I couldn’t help but notice Niall seeing it, but as soon as I looked at him, he just looked down at his plate.

“So, where’s the first stop?” Madelyn asked.

“We’re actually going to Glasgow today,” Zayn answered. “We’re playing three shows there.”

“In a row?” Brooke chimed in.

“We get a day off after tomorrow’s show,” Harry said. He looked over at me and winked while tightening his grip on my knee. I could feel myself start to blush. Niall let out a cough and Harry let go of my knee.

The rest of the morning was spent making jokes with each other and just talking about where we were touring. Unless you were Niall, then it was spent shoving your face so you couldn’t talk. It turned out we were going to be in Atlanta in about a month and a half.

After about an hour and some minutes, Madelyn took Liam and Louis back to their homes, Brooke and Zayn left together, and it was just Harry and I. He had driven over himself to help me take my things to the loading zone for the bus. All my stuff was ready to go and by the door within a few minutes.

“Is that what you’re wearing?” Harry asked me before we walked out the door.

I looked down at my clothes. “Uh, yeah, it is. It’s comfortable for a six hour bus ride.”

“But we’ll be making stops.”

I was getting a little offended. “I don’t care. I don’t have to impress anyone.”

“You know what I think?”

I let out a sigh. “What?”

“That those clothes would look better on the floor.” He started to walk over to me with a look of lust in his eyes.

“Harry, we’re going to have to leave within the next ten minutes,” I stated.

He grabbed the bottom of my tank top and pulled it off. “I’ll be quick, I promise,” he said while pulling off his shirt. I quickly pulled off my pants and panties, as he took off his pants and boxers. He grabbed my arms and turned me around, pinning me against the wall. As leaned forward on me and started sucking on the back of my neck, I could feel his member grinding the outside of my entrance.

“Just fuck me already,” I demanded. “We don’t have much time.”

“Jeez, okay, boss,” he groaned. He then entered me so forcefully that I couldn’t help but let out a scream. He kept his pace while thrusting me; it was fast and he was pounding hard. He took his hands off of my arms and grabbed my hips. He pulled me closer to him with each thrust, causing the most intense pleasure.

“Fuck! Harry!”

“Your neighbors are going to remember my name,” he whispered in my ear. He began thrusting me harder while grabbing onto my breasts. “Who is the only one who can make you feel like this?”

“You, Harry,” I moaned loudly.

“I can’t hear you,” he said, pounding me faster.

“You, Harry!” I screamed. “I’m going to come!”

He turned me over, grabbed me by my bum, and picked me up using the wall to support me. He entered me again, using the same force and speed as before. Within no time, we both were finished.

After I got cleaned up, I was waiting for Harry to get done using the restroom by the front door. When he got out, he came up to me and kissed me on the forehead.

“You ready to go on tour?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

We then got all of my stuff and headed out the door.

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