Bulletproof Love

Emily’s POV:

“Em, Em, Emmy? Wake up!” Tony said shaking me awake.

“Sh, ten more minutes!” I said accidentally slapping him.

“Oh that’s it!” Tony said and with that he pulled the covers off of me and threw me over his shoulder which immediately woke me up.

“I’m awake!” I screamed while smacking the back of his head. He set me down and kissed me in the most memorable way, I am going to miss this loser. I pulled away and locked myself in his bathroom; I got dressed and quickly did my makeup. I walked into the kitchen to find Tony had made waffles and poured me a cup of coffee.

“Thank you for waking up early and making me breakfast and driving me to the airport” I laughed.

“I would do anything for you” he said, he made me smile so much.
After eating and a fairly quiet drive to the airport, Tony helped me unload my bags and get checked in and ready to head out.

“I am going to miss you, you loser” I said trying to hold back my tears. He pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.

“I’ll miss you more nerd” he whispered, I felt a tear slip down my face but Tony’s hands grabbed my face. “I’ll see you in two months baby, please, have the time of your life. Oh and don’t break too many hearts, I love you” he said as he kissed me one last time.

“Good bye, Tony” I whispered, and then headed toward my gate.

I had been on the plane for five hours now and I knew we would be landing soon. I already missed the boys and Cameron. I reached into my bag and pulled out the page I had ripped out of my journal.

I know you guys love me but I need to do this.

I read the entry line by line, I don’t know why I needed this but I knew I would find out soon.

I wandered aimlessly throughout the airport looking for my driver.

“Emily Fuentes?” a tall man with blonde hair asked me. I nodded. “I am James Woodridge, we talked on the phone!” he exclaimed. We walked out to his car and I let him do the talking. He was pretty preppy; I was surprised I didn’t punch him the whole way to the studio.

“So Emily, you will be staying in the hotel just up the street until Sunday. Tour starts Monday morning, and you will have practice here for the next three days from noon to five. Obviously you are new to all of this but I promise it will get easier as we get going” he explained as we walked down a thin hallway. He left me alone at the door that had the band name on it. Something about the name seemed so familiar but I just couldn’t put my finger on it. I shrugged it off and opened the door. There were two guys sitting on a couch both with beers in their hands.

“Welcome!” the tall lanky one cheered as he saw me. The other guy sat in silence. I bet he’s shy.

“Sorry, I don’t know where our lead singer went but he should be back soon!” the tall one said, I nodded and sat in the chair across from them.

“You know its funny back in high school I had this…” I was cut off by the sound of the door opening. I turned around and when I saw who stood there I froze.

“Emily?”

All. Time. Low.

Notes

HOLY SHIT I AM ACTUALLY MAD AT MYSELF FOR THIS OOPS