the promise ➳ hemmings

epilogue ➶

"Could you quiet it down?!" I yelled from the front of the tour bus as I continued to type away on my laptop.

"Sorry," Ashton called back followed by a loud giggle from him and Mikey.

"Hey, Hal?" Calum appeared in front of me.

"What?" I smiled trying to contain my patience with the constant interruptions I kept getting from the boys.

"Have you seen my green guitar pick, you know, my lucky one?" Calum asked and rocked back and forth on his feet like a child.

"No," I frowned. "Sorry, maybe ask Luke or somebody." I went back to typing.

"Hey, where is Luke anyway?" Calum wondered and I shrugged.

"Probably out meeting fans or something," I said. I didn't really have a problem with Luke meeting fans that were head over heals crazy for him. I knew it made them happy, and I knew Luke was loyal to me anyways.

"He's been gone for like half an hour," Mikey chimed in after hearing our conversation.

"He got out while he could because someone's a little grumpy today," Ashton whisered to Mikey rather loudly.

"Shut up, Ashton," I giggled without taking my eyes off the screen.

The three sat down across from me with a bowl of snacks and flicked through the channels on the TV above me, turning the volume up super loud.

"So, how's your little blog thingy going?" Mikey asked over the TV with a mouthful of food.

I rolled my eyes and glanced up from the screen I had so desperately been trying to focus on. "First off, it's not just a blog anymore. I got published on your guys' website. And it's good. It's really grown in publicity."

"People actually read it?" Mikey joked and I made an adgitated growling noise. Mikey, Ashton and Calum had pretty much become like three annoying brothers to me... Always teasing me and playing stupid tricks on me. It got annoying at times, but for the most part, I didn't mind it. It was quite amusing, and Luke usually fought them off for it anyways... Which was even more amusing.

"Believe it or not, a lot of your fans read my posts about being on tour with you losers," I answered smugly. "If you don't stop being an annoying little prick I'll post something about how you leave your underwear all over the tour bus floor all the fucking time."

"You really suck," Mikey chuckled and went back to not caring and shoving food in his mouth.

I began to scroll through my countless emails until I stumbled across one from my mother the day before. I read through it three times. She was telling me about how she had started dating a man named William and how happy she was about it. She said my father was in full support of her and William as was she for him and his new financé, Susan. My parents had not gotten back together like I had hoped, but they kept in touch and were both happy. That's all that really mattered to me.

My train of thought was lost when Luke bursted through the door of the tour bus. His hair was messyily tossed about his head and he was wearing black skinny jeans and a maroon t-shirt. He had his hands behind his back and a smile across his face.

"Where have you been?" I looked at him lovingly, but his smile only grew larger and he shook his head silently as if it didn't matter. He walked up to me on the couch, clear in the way of the boys watching TV. They whispered back and forth to each other.

"Haleigha," Luke pulled out a bouquet of roses from behind his back. "Happy anniversary."

I threw my laptop aside and stood up to kiss him. I threw my arms around his neck and he spun me around. "Happy anniversary!" I said back as he handed me the roses. "I love you."