Aided by an Angel
Chapter Twenty-One ; PART I
Miracle's POV:
-October-
We had toured the United States for a month
now and tonight was our last show in the country. We had played
in Los Angels, Dallas, Orlando, New York City, and our final show
was in Philadelphia. Both mine and Parker's families were
coming out to see us tonight, which was amazing. We haven't
seen them since June when we came cross country to try out
for X Factor. The sad thing was that our show ended at seven
o'clock tonight and then we'd have to catch a flight to
Heathrow at ten. So basically, we'd have only an hour to
spend with everyone before we were gone for a few more
months.
I stared into my mirror and applied the last bit of
red stain to my lips. Parker was watching me from across the
room. He looked real proper tonight; he was in a suit and tie,
just like he wore to our prom. I guess he changed up his wardrobe
from jeans and a tee to a suit and tie so he looked nice when he
saw his parents and sister. "What's the matter with you,
hot stuff?"
"Nothing," He shook his head and started
to make his way closer to me. I stood up and patted down my navy
blue dress. "You just look exceptionally beautiful tonight,
Miss Payne." I felt the chill of his fingers graze the slits
in my dress as he hugged me from behind. My eyes caught my
reflection and I admired my outfit. The dress was beaded with
random colors and my warm curls occasionally became tangled in
the beads. I was now just as tall as him in my orange heels which
I knew, secretly, ticked him off.
"You look pretty sharp too, Parker." I
turned my face to look at him once last time before our stage
manager yelled in our door.
"Five minutes, kids! Let's go!"
"Come on!" He grabbed my hand and we ran
to the side of the stage. We opened the show for Jonathan since
we came in second and, honestly, I wouldn't want it any other
way. We played a few sets, left, and came back for the final bow
right before the concert was over. It was just enough for me.
Tonight we sang three songs and the final one I chose to sing
Moments to let my father know I was thinking about him. After
that, Parker and I ran back stage and started to pack up our last
minute things for Europe. We decided to get changed at the
airport; I wanted to look nice for Momma and Daddy. Zac too.
After we took our bow, we raced back to the dressing
room. We didn't want to miss our families. Before we got back
there, I saw Momma resting in Niall's arms on the sofa. Aaron
was next to them and Daddy was sitting at my, now, empty make-up
station. "Hey girlie, come give us all hugs!" Niall got
up and walked to me. I pulled him in for a hug and realized how
much I missed him. He looked good and he didn't smell bad. He
must be doing good.
Mr. and Mrs. Styles and a sad Darcy stood
against the wall by Parker's things. She had called me a few
weeks ago and told me she was moving home from California.
Her and Rocco had broken up after she gave up her virginity
to him. The last I had heard from her, she was waiting to
take a pregnancy test. I haven't heard from her so I'm
assuming it was a negative. Here wasn't the place to bring it
up, so I'd call her tomorrow when we land. Parker ran
right to them and embraced them happily. "You look like a
rock star!" Aaron exclaimed while I ruffled his soft, blonde
hair.
"That's 'cause she is now, Aaron."
Momma said. "You look very nice, Baby."
"Thank you," I wrapped my arms around her
neck and held onto her as tight as I could. My emotions flooded
over me when I touched her and I almost cried. I saw Daddy come
to me and my tears stopped before they could fall. "Hi
Daddy."
"Hi Sweetheart. I'm so proud," I gave
yet another hug until he pulled away. "Wow, what was
that?" He pointed to my stomach.
"Oh yeah, me and some of the other girls from
the competition went out and got our belly button's pierced
during boot camp. Like it?" I tugged my dress over so my
star ring popped out of the slits.
"Uh, yeah. It's nice." He scratched at
the back of his head and twisted his face. "Don't you
need parental concent to get that done?" His eyes shot over
to Momma, I guess trying to ask her.
"Nope, I'm eighteen. I can make my own
decisions since I'm legal." Daddy grew pale and I
punched him playfully. I knew he didn't like that. He and
Momma hated that I was growing up. Looks like they can't keep
me in their bubble anymore. "Uhm, where's
Zac?"