"RYLIE! GET UP! GET YOUR ASS UP! I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE UP BY THE TIME I CAME BACK! WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE?!" I yelled at Rylie as I jumped on her bed. She groaned and ended up rolling onto to the floor. As I broke into a fit of laughter, she started cursing under her breath.

"You left? When did you leave?" She asked as she rubbed her eyes, sat up, and stretched.

"Like, two and a half hours ago. It's eleven already. Did you pack your stuff yet?" I paused, "Well, obviously not. We leave tomorrow, Rylie! Pack. Your. Stuff."

"So, your parents are okay with this?" She asked as she stood up and grabbed her suitcase from her closet. She began to grab clothing items from her closet and dresser.

"Well, uh not exactly. You see, I-" She cut me off.

"Oh god, what did you do?" Rylie asked as she looked at me like I just committed a terrible crime.

"They went a trip again. So, I... I left them a note, packed all my clothes and essentials, and here I am. If they call to check up, I'll make stuff up."

"Does my mom know your parents are gone?!"

"Of course not." I said as I laughed in attempt to lighten the situation. It didn't work.

"What are you going to do when your parents come back and you're gone?"

Crap. I didn't think about that. Why didn't I think about that?

"I'll probably just tell the truth. I mean, I'll be in a different country, so they won't be able to do anything." I shrugged like it was nothing.

"Well, I really want to go see the guys. So, if you've got it all figured out..."

"Yeah, I got it all under control, Ry. It's good."

It definitely wasn't good. My dad is going to kill me, literally kill me. He absolutely hates Luke, and doesn't even want me to see him. My mom might ground me (for life), but I'm still going to be in a bunch of trouble. Better take advantage of all the good things in my life now, because I'll be banned from them when my parents get back and I'm halfway across the world. Oh well...

I walked downstairs while Rylie continued packing. Mandi was making lunch. Well, I think that's what she was doing.

"Hey, hun." She said as I sat down at the kitchen table. I laid my head in my hands, and ran my hands through my hair, "Something on your mind?"

You know, sometimes I like Mandi more than my own mom.

"Yeah, just all of this at once. I mean, we're leaving tomorrow to tour with One Direction, and... And..."

"Your boyfriend's band?"

"Yeah, that."

"Why is it stressing you out? I would love to travel, plus it's all for free. I mean, you don't have to pay for anything. That's a good life, if I've ever seen one." She continued stirring something in a pot before turning off the stove.

"I know, and I'm happy, but it's all so soon, I guess. That's all." I sighed and heard someone coming down the stairs. I assumed it was Rylie. And it was.

"Hey, I'm pretty much done packing. I did as much as I could as quick I could." She sat down next to me. I gave her a weak smile and she looked concerned, "Cheer up, buttercup. You get to see Luke tomorrow."

She was right, but for some reason I felt like something was going to go so wrong.