3 ½ weeks later.....

I was discharged from the hospital about a week and a half ago, my knee still hurts badly, I hide that pain though, the knee brace is annoying and uncomfortable, but I need it until I go see a doctor that says I'm good to take it off. I was in the kitchen of the hotel room, making coffee, Nate was packing our stuff up, we were set to check out in a half hour, I grabbed the stuff from the cabinets as the coffee brewed, placing the boxed foods in the bin Nate put on the island for me, there was also a cooler on the island filled with ice for the fridge stuff, which wasn't a lot since we used up a lot of it to avoid it going bad on us, the tour was set to last a month or so, I'm going to Europe for the first time, I am excited. As I'm finishing putting the cabinet and fridge stuff in their places, Nate comes out with our suitcases packed; I pour us the coffee into our travel mugs, place the covers on them, and then clean the coffee pot. Nate brings our suitcases, the cooler and the bin of food down to his car, then he comes back up grabs his cup of coffee and mine, then we head out. When we get to his car, he puts our coffees in the cup holders, and then he helps me into the car, carefully lifting my bad leg. He closed my door, and then got in and we headed to the airport.

We got out, walked inside with all our stuff, my purse and carryon bag stayed with me, Nate's carry on stayed with him, he purchased us two first class tickets to Oslo, Norway. The flight was nonstop, 10 hours and 15 minutes, we sat in the waiting area, drinking our coffee, I took some aspirin, then I rested my head against Nate's shoulder, he gently kissed my forehead, these last few weeks had been great, Nate did a lot for me, I was grateful, if I hadn't met him at that party I probably wouldn't be here today, he saved me, my heart wanted to trust him, he was defiantly worthy of it, it's just I was trying so hard to not think the worst would happen if I let myself love him, he wouldn't hurt me and has shown me that. He treats me way better than Mason ever did, including before Mason started his bad drinking, I wanted to tell Nate how I felt but I was too scared, maybe during this tour I could, id be on stage with him at times and id always be in the front row of every show, I was in this for the long run, I just needed to push myself to give him my trust, I already have his, he hasn't talked to or touched another girl since I began living with him, he took some pictures with his fans but all there fangirling and telling him how hot he is didn't affect him, he would laugh and thank them, then look at me with this look in his eyes that said, Don't worry Lexi you're never getting hurt again, it made my heart race and feel so full of love. I drifted off to sleep, lost in my thoughts.

About an hour later, Nate is gently waking me up,

"Lexi, the flights are going to be boarding soon, wake up."

I woke up, lifting my head and looking at him, "hey."

"Hey," he smiled at me, making my heart melt; I needed to tell him how I felt after his first show there.

I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "thank you for everything Nate, you're truly amazing."

He smiled, "You're welcome, id do anything for you Lexi."

My heart started to beat faster, how did I get so fucking lucky?

"Flight 512 is now boarding to Oslo, Norway at gate 6." A person said over the intercom.

Nate and I got up, with our carryon's, then headed toward gate 6, with our plane tickets, we headed them to the lady, then got on the plane, we headed to first class, found our seats and sat down, Nate put his carryon next to him on his seat, I placed my next to me as well, I turned my cell phone to airplane mode so that it wouldn't do anything unless it needed wifi, I forgot to mention that Nate bought me a new phone, on his phone plan, with a new number that only my 4 best friends and Daryl got, besides Nate, I also gave it to some of the fans I had encountered while out jogging, the ones that recorded me, I had started a small fan base, between the videos of me and Nate singing together, to the pictures of us together, people were beginning to think we might be an item when we weren't yet. My best friends were my biggest fans, I had begun to write a song, it wasn't very good though, and it was a remix to R U Crazy by Conor Maynard. Nate was working on some new stuff, he always thought I was just writing in a journal, I wanted to surprise him when it was finished; I had a whole 10 hour 15 min flight to hopefully finish it.

"Please fasten your seatbelts and keep your trays in an upright position until the seatbelt sign turns off." The captain said over the speaker.

I buckled mine, as did Nate, then I braced myself for takeoff, flying wasn't a thing I was fond of yet, it was probably because of all the bad shit I had encountered in my life so far, I looked out the window and tightly held onto the seats arm rests.

Nate's POV:

I watched how tense Alexa got when we were about to start moving, I quickly grabbed her hand, squeezing it gently, she looked at me, all the fear left her face, I could tell I made her feel safe, something she hadn't felt in awhile, she lived on edge a lot, I was trying so hard to help fix the damaged parts of her.

"Breath Lex, I'm right here," I say to her.

She looks at me, "Okay."

I smile at her, she smiles back, then the plane gets to the point where we were about to take off, she looked out the window as we did holding onto my hand, she didn't let it go, not even when we finally were able to move about the cabin. I brought her hand to my face and gently kissed it, there was faint bruises still, most were gone, her knee still bothered her, she didn't think I knew about it, but I could tell she wasn't totally comfortable yet, she probably wouldn't be until that brace was off.

"Are you ready to see a whole new world?" I ask her.

She looks at me, "yes I'm very excited to get to see Europe I know well be super busy daily but I'm ready to take a few pictures when we have free time."

"I'm glad to hear it, this is going to be amazing, I promise you," I say smiling at her.

"Promise me no promises," she sings laughing.

"Okay fine," I laugh with her.

She pulls out her notebook and begins to write, letting go of my hand, I do the same, getting into the song I was working on.

Alexa's POV:

I dove into my writing, keeping some of Conor's lyrics, the song was defiantly about Mason, I grabbed my laptop and went onto facebook and messaged Conor what I had so far and asked him for some tips, I had already messaged him a lengthy message about Mason, he agreed to help me with the remix to his song, he was thrilled even, he knew I was with Nate and going on tour, he even followed me on all my social medias, leaving me funny comments, he also wanted to meet one day, maybe record a song together. I spent about 5 of the hours of the flight working on the song with Conor, Nate was working on his stuff still when I finally finished mine, I promised Conor I would send him the first recorded version before I posted it online, he was happy and wished me good luck and told me to have a lot of fun on tour with Nate. The last 5 hours of the flight Nate and I watched some movies together, by the time we landed in Norway, it was late, I was jet lagged badly from the time change, Nate was jet lagged as well, and we headed to our hotel and went to bed after eating some dinner. Tomorrow we had our first show at Sentrum Scene.