Table 5•l.h

Chapter 15//Tour

(sorry for taking so long)

Bree's Pov

"We're going on a U.K tour!" Ashton announces.

They all start to cheer but I can't even crack a smile.

Tour? Aready?

Then I remember...

*Flashback*

"You know in the small amount of time that I have gotten to know you, I already like you Anderson."

"Grab a number and wait in line."

He laughs.

"And you're not allowed to call me Anderson. It's Bree and only Bree."

"So what brings you to L.A?" I ask.

"We're writting some songs and recording. We're only staying for a month though"

*Flashback ends*

"The tickets are already on sale so you can go ahead right now and buy them!" Michael says.

Jackie left earlier so she didn't have to hear the dreadful news.

"Bye!" Calum says.

"We love you guys! Thanks for watching." Luke says before turning off the laptop.

I just wanted to go in my bed and cry.

I didn't want to talk to anyone. I didn't want to do anything.

"I'm gonna go. Bye." I say and scurry off to get my things.

Once I grab my purse I dash out of the house and into my car.

I don't even make it past the driveway before my eyes swell up in tears.

He's already leaving me?

What if he finds someone else?

What if he forgets about me to date some celebrity and not some average girl like me?

I open my eyes to see Luke running after me.

I suck it up for a couple seconds as I back out of the driveway and start to drive home, leaving a confused Luke on his driveway.

Why did he have to leave?

I finally make it to my apartement building.

I run up the stairs and into my apartement door.

I open our bedroom door.

Jackie sits cross-legged on her bed reading a book.

She looks up.

"Hey whats wrong?" She asks concerned.

"Did you see the twitcam?" I ask my voice shaky.

"No! They had one? I guess I was so distracted reading my book!" She says and laughs a little.

"Why? What happened?" She asks.

"They're leaving on tour." I say.

Right after the words leave my mouth I'm crying again.

Jackie's peaceful and happy face was now filled with heartbreak and sadness.

I could see tears form in the brim of her eyes.

"American tour?" She asks her voice now ressembling mine.

"U.K." I reply.

Then we're both crying on her bed.