Two months had passed. We were all packing up for our trip to Portugal for Queen's tour. I was eagerly filling my suitcase when Brian came in.

"Elle, I've got to tell you something," he started, sounding kind of afraid.

"Sure. What is it?" I replied.

"Well, due to some complications that I don't know fully about, you can't come with us on our trip..."

"W-what? Why not?" My voice cracked as I tried to keep from crying.

Brian rushed over to my side and sat me down next to him.

"Elle, I told you. I don't know why. There have been some complications. I haven't been told the whole story yet."

"But what could possibly keep me from going? Did I do something wrong?"

"I swear, no one told me anything else. That's all I know. Maybe we can work something out, though. I'll go talk to our manager and straighten things out."

I watched as Brian left the room. I lay back, sprawled across my bed, and stared at the ceiling.

After some thinking, I came back to reality. I went to go find Brian, but stopped when I overheard him talking.

"But why can't she go? She was all excited for this trip and then you just took it away from her!"

"I'm sorry, Brian. But Eleanor is nothing more than a distraction for you. Ever since you've been with her, you haven't been yourself."

"But I-"

"No, she can't come. I'm sorry. I can't let one girl ruin a successful tour."

Brian just stood there as he watched him leave. He turned my direction. I tried to hide, but I was too slow.

"So, you heard that, right?" he asked as he made his way over to me.

"Yeah..."

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, nestling his chin on my head.

"I don't have to go if you don't want. We could call the whole thing off-"

"No, just go. I'll be fine. It won't be that long, right?"

"I'll be gone for over a month, I think. Are you sure you'll be okay?"

I paused and stayed silent before I let the words escape me mouth.

"I'll be fine. Just go."

He hugged me tight and then kissed me on the forehead.

"We'll be leaving in about an hour. Wanna do something fun?" He asked, smiling.

"I'd rather just sit around and spend time with you."

We spent the rest of the time we had together talking and laughing, sharing secrets, and laughing some more. Nut it was all over too soon.

"Time to go. Are you sure you'll be okay?" he asked once again.

"Positive."

We both hugged goodbye. Freddie came in for a hug too, as did John and Roger.

I waved them all goodbye as they drove off. I tried to keep my cool for as long as possible. I didn't want them to see me cry and have to cancel a tour just for my stupid emotions.

But I knew deep inside that I wanted Brian here with me. He was the closest thing to family I had. With my mother back in California along with other friends and Cassie in Spain, I had no one.

As much as I wanted to cancel their tour to have him and the band here with me, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. That would be selfish.

But the thought of their manager putting the blame on me for a stupid reason began to fill a rage inside of me. I didn't even know what to do with myself at this point. I was too angry to even think.

A/N:

I'm back! (Kind of!) so it's kind of a short chapter but whatever. I'll make up for it next chapter or something.

Sorry I've been gone. I've been super duper busy with school and sports and stuff. I'll try to be more active. But everything is just weighing me down right now and I'm not very motivated to write... But yeah. Hope you guys understand.