Secrets
Chapter 1
Sam’s P.O.V
I lay across the chairs that were pushed together and take in the scene before me. My two friends and partners in the spy business were watching their boyfriends on stage. Both of their faces light up when Zayn or Liam hit one of their famous high notes, though it was mainly Zayn who hit the high notes. We had the perfect boyfriends; they know what we do besides being stars in Hollywood. Even now they do not complain when we go out without them; take all night to do some of our spy training, wake up early and possibly wakening them up in the process.
Three years ago they had no idea who we were or what we did. Now we are all dating a member of 1D and they know what we do. Rachel was with Zayn it was a weird combination when it came to their personalities. Zayn was the quiet and reserved one while Rachel was the exact opposite. She had a fiery personality that blazed a path right to the hearts of everyone she meet. Kate and Liam are together even after a rough patch when he was freed from being captured three years ago. Harry and Louis are together though the fans don’t know for sure. They are all sickeningly adorable when they are together. I can’t say that I haven’t had my fair share of those; like when Niall decides to kiss me on the lips at an awards show. The fans have been incredible about us dating their guys. Another amazing thing to happen is the fans backed the boys when they took a break from everything a year ago to try and figure out how to deal with what happened with them. Now we are back on tour with them and making headlines that would make anyone proud. The boys just started on the second song and the crowd is going insane. Even so I still find myself drifting off into sleep.
I wake up on one of the tour buses I am assuming belongs to the lads seeing as how messy it is. My guess is proven correct as Niall walks into the back room where I am laying down. I sit up so he can sit as well. He stretches is legs out on to the footrest while moving it closer to us; creating a makeshift bed big enough for the two of us. While I lay back down on the couch this time with my head on his chest. We ride in silence with his arm around me and my head resting on his chest. We are the odd couple that doesn’t need to talk when we are together; the silence to us is perfect. Niall falls asleep after a while snoring softly. The quiet room led me back to my dreams until we are woken up by Zayn calling for Niall and entering the back of the bus.
“Niall your phone keeps going off, your mom will not stop calling. You left your phone on your bunk.”
Niall stirs just a little when Zayn speaks but doesn’t move or attempt to grab his phone. So I take his phone from Zayn and cuddle back up to Niall. Before I do I make sure that the volume is up completely on his phone and place it next to his ear. I know I know that is a mean thing to do but hey it shall wake him up if his mom calls again. Few minutes later she does call again awaking both of us from the sleep that took over us yet again.
“Bloody hell! Who turned the volume on my phone?” Niall mumbles reaching for his phone.
“Hello? Hi mum. No I didn’t hear my phone going off the first few times I left my phone on my bunk. I am with Sam right now in the back of the bus right now. We just woke up.” Niall continues to talk to his mom as I grab some of my clean clothes that are kept on the bus just for times like now.
I wouldn’t say that sleeping on the guys’ bus happens a lot but just enough to keep a set of extra clothes on hand. I sneak out to the tiny restroom on the bus for privacy. When I look into the mirror I see the two cuts that I received that night we escaped. The guys might have gotten over the night but I haven’t I can’t not with the physical reminders I have. Yeah they are barely visible buy the scars are raised just enough to be felt when someone ghosts their hand across my sides. I even realize how exhausted and sick I look. I forgot how much touring and casing out places takes out of me. I get dressed quickly after that seeing as how Niall would be wondering where I am at this point.
I slip back into the back room just in time to hear Niall say he would ask me about “it” whatever that is.
“Hey so what did your mom want?” I ask curiously to see if he would give me a clue as to what he was supposed to ask me about.
“She wanted to know when I was brining you over to meet her. I said possibly the next time we get a break, but I would have to ask you about it.” he says with his thick accent.
“Yeah that sounds great I would love to meet your mom. And I would love it if you meet mine since she will be in Ireland when we will be on break.” I reply almost way more excited then I should have been.
“That would be fantastic.” Niall says as he starts to get dressed for the day as if I wasn’t there, which I don’t object to at all. I smile as I turn my phone on and enter twitter. The tweets that mention me and my girls are relatively good. No one has anything bad to say. One does catch my attention. It doesn’t have a catchy name just a regular one. What the tweet read caught my attention.
“Don’t go to Ireland unless you want to see the end of you and those you love. Either way you will fall.”
I try to forget about the tweet the rest of the day. Choosing not to tell Niall because it wasn’t the first tweet like that I have gotten. Then why did this one bother me so much? My necklace grew icy cold. I needed to get out of the bus to tell Rachel and Kate what I have read but they are busy with their men. I don’t want to disturb the happiness with just one little tweet like this. More than likely it’s a simple threat that isn’t going to be true. Then why do I feel so weird about this? The only way to tell if this threat was real or not is to go to Ireland in a few weeks. This is going to be weird because this will be the first time I meet Niall’s parents. Also it will be the first time I will be apart from the girls for as long as I can remember. I didn’t want to go originally since I have zero expericance with situations of meeting family of those close to me, but that would be a small annoyance I could deal with. What I couldn’t deal with was not finding out what the tweet was about. Threaten me I don’t mind heck I might even laugh. But threaten those close to me I will make even your darkest and most frightful nightmares, combined with your worst fears seem tame. This is going to be another long misadventure I can tell.
I lay across the chairs that were pushed together and take in the scene before me. My two friends and partners in the spy business were watching their boyfriends on stage. Both of their faces light up when Zayn or Liam hit one of their famous high notes, though it was mainly Zayn who hit the high notes. We had the perfect boyfriends; they know what we do besides being stars in Hollywood. Even now they do not complain when we go out without them; take all night to do some of our spy training, wake up early and possibly wakening them up in the process.
Three years ago they had no idea who we were or what we did. Now we are all dating a member of 1D and they know what we do. Rachel was with Zayn it was a weird combination when it came to their personalities. Zayn was the quiet and reserved one while Rachel was the exact opposite. She had a fiery personality that blazed a path right to the hearts of everyone she meet. Kate and Liam are together even after a rough patch when he was freed from being captured three years ago. Harry and Louis are together though the fans don’t know for sure. They are all sickeningly adorable when they are together. I can’t say that I haven’t had my fair share of those; like when Niall decides to kiss me on the lips at an awards show. The fans have been incredible about us dating their guys. Another amazing thing to happen is the fans backed the boys when they took a break from everything a year ago to try and figure out how to deal with what happened with them. Now we are back on tour with them and making headlines that would make anyone proud. The boys just started on the second song and the crowd is going insane. Even so I still find myself drifting off into sleep.
I wake up on one of the tour buses I am assuming belongs to the lads seeing as how messy it is. My guess is proven correct as Niall walks into the back room where I am laying down. I sit up so he can sit as well. He stretches is legs out on to the footrest while moving it closer to us; creating a makeshift bed big enough for the two of us. While I lay back down on the couch this time with my head on his chest. We ride in silence with his arm around me and my head resting on his chest. We are the odd couple that doesn’t need to talk when we are together; the silence to us is perfect. Niall falls asleep after a while snoring softly. The quiet room led me back to my dreams until we are woken up by Zayn calling for Niall and entering the back of the bus.
“Niall your phone keeps going off, your mom will not stop calling. You left your phone on your bunk.”
Niall stirs just a little when Zayn speaks but doesn’t move or attempt to grab his phone. So I take his phone from Zayn and cuddle back up to Niall. Before I do I make sure that the volume is up completely on his phone and place it next to his ear. I know I know that is a mean thing to do but hey it shall wake him up if his mom calls again. Few minutes later she does call again awaking both of us from the sleep that took over us yet again.
“Bloody hell! Who turned the volume on my phone?” Niall mumbles reaching for his phone.
“Hello? Hi mum. No I didn’t hear my phone going off the first few times I left my phone on my bunk. I am with Sam right now in the back of the bus right now. We just woke up.” Niall continues to talk to his mom as I grab some of my clean clothes that are kept on the bus just for times like now.
I wouldn’t say that sleeping on the guys’ bus happens a lot but just enough to keep a set of extra clothes on hand. I sneak out to the tiny restroom on the bus for privacy. When I look into the mirror I see the two cuts that I received that night we escaped. The guys might have gotten over the night but I haven’t I can’t not with the physical reminders I have. Yeah they are barely visible buy the scars are raised just enough to be felt when someone ghosts their hand across my sides. I even realize how exhausted and sick I look. I forgot how much touring and casing out places takes out of me. I get dressed quickly after that seeing as how Niall would be wondering where I am at this point.
I slip back into the back room just in time to hear Niall say he would ask me about “it” whatever that is.
“Hey so what did your mom want?” I ask curiously to see if he would give me a clue as to what he was supposed to ask me about.
“She wanted to know when I was brining you over to meet her. I said possibly the next time we get a break, but I would have to ask you about it.” he says with his thick accent.
“Yeah that sounds great I would love to meet your mom. And I would love it if you meet mine since she will be in Ireland when we will be on break.” I reply almost way more excited then I should have been.
“That would be fantastic.” Niall says as he starts to get dressed for the day as if I wasn’t there, which I don’t object to at all. I smile as I turn my phone on and enter twitter. The tweets that mention me and my girls are relatively good. No one has anything bad to say. One does catch my attention. It doesn’t have a catchy name just a regular one. What the tweet read caught my attention.
“Don’t go to Ireland unless you want to see the end of you and those you love. Either way you will fall.”
I try to forget about the tweet the rest of the day. Choosing not to tell Niall because it wasn’t the first tweet like that I have gotten. Then why did this one bother me so much? My necklace grew icy cold. I needed to get out of the bus to tell Rachel and Kate what I have read but they are busy with their men. I don’t want to disturb the happiness with just one little tweet like this. More than likely it’s a simple threat that isn’t going to be true. Then why do I feel so weird about this? The only way to tell if this threat was real or not is to go to Ireland in a few weeks. This is going to be weird because this will be the first time I meet Niall’s parents. Also it will be the first time I will be apart from the girls for as long as I can remember. I didn’t want to go originally since I have zero expericance with situations of meeting family of those close to me, but that would be a small annoyance I could deal with. What I couldn’t deal with was not finding out what the tweet was about. Threaten me I don’t mind heck I might even laugh. But threaten those close to me I will make even your darkest and most frightful nightmares, combined with your worst fears seem tame. This is going to be another long misadventure I can tell.
Notes
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G.H
@goldenheart
Whoops! :$ I'll try to contain my excitement next time.... LOVE IT
4/18/14