She Looks So Perfect

“Luke, are you in here?” I called out. I had walked onto the bus because Zayn was getting on my nerves with all those rules he was giving me. And I was curious on why Luke had left the house and where he was.

“I’m in the bathroom. I’ll be out in a second,” He said. I heard the water running, so I guess he was washing his hands.

I sighed and sat down on the soft red couch. I looked around the tour bus for the first time today. The golden brown walls could use a little work and the cold hardwood floors could also. The only thing new in this whole entire bus is the couch and probably the beds. Aren’t they famous and rich? I mean, Zayn was just putting that in my face two days ago.

“What is it that you wanted?” A voice asked. I jumped and turned towards it, looking at Luke.

I smiled and said, “I was just wondering where you were.”

“Oh.” He came over and sat by me. He wrapped his arms around my shoulder tight, like he was trying to protect me from something. I moved my head so it was resting on his shoulder. This was really perfect. He kissed my forehead, which left butterflies in my stomach. “I wish I can make you mine, but I have to work with your brother. Can’t have any problems there.”

My jaws tightened and my hands clenched. Why does my brother always have to ruin something for me? I can’t have a boyfriend unless he’s away. I’m not allowed to go anywhere without him knowing. Why does he hate me so much? I did nothing to hurt him or anything wrong to hurt myself.

The door to the tour bus opened, and I jumped up, running close to the bathrooms. I did not want to get caught by that-that boy. The boy that wreaked havoc on most of my life without even telling me why or asking if it was alright.

The boys were laughing, not even paying attention to what just had happened. Maybe they didn’t notice. I hoped they didn’t because my brother is getting really irritating and the tour didn’t even start. I huffed and puffed, then walked to the back of the bus to pick out my bunk. I picked the topmost one in the far corner. I wouldn’t want to wake up and be so close to the door to the front, but do I want to be close to the bathroom? Yes. It’s more convenient in the middle of the night when I have to go.

I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I just continued doing what I was doing. Luke was amazing. He had stunning light blue eyes and ruffled blonde hair. He was just my type of guy that I could roll with and not get into any arguments or anything. Luke was also the type of guy I would date. I was brought out of my thoughts by some big rough hands that were definitely not Luke’s.

“What’s going on with you and Luke?” A husky voice asked. I blushed and turned my head to see Harry with a questioning look on his face.

“Nothing.” I lied. I didn’t want him to know, so he can run and tell Zayn. That’s what they always do. They find out who I’m dating and tell Zayn to ruin my life. I promised that they were out to ruin my life and make sure that I ended up with one of them. Too bad I don’t see any of them past little brats who could easily be like brothers to me by how annoying they are.

“Don’t lie to me.” Harry whispered in my ear. He planted a kiss on my neck.

“I’m not lying! If you don’t believe me, ask Luke himself.” I snapped, pushing him away from me. I couldn’t take this. Harry seducing me, Zayn being overprotective, and my feelings for Luke. How can I deal with all of this at once?

“Fine! I will and I’ll make sure that Zayn’s listening.” Harry growled. I looked into his mean looking eyes and saw that he wasn’t playing. His hard features made it even worse. His nostrils flared, his lips pursed, and the wrinkles in his gigantic forehead. “I know what I saw. His arm wrapped around you protectively. Hell, I ought to have busted you out right then and there, but no, I cracked a dumb joke that wasn’t even funny. Better be lucky they laughed and that gave you enough time to run towards the bathroom.”

My lip quivered and my whole body was shaking. Why was he doing this to me? What did I ever do to him? Ever since One Direction formed, I was supportive and I kept my distance. I never allowed myself to get caught up in all that drama that he was in.

“Wh-what did I ever do to you?” I stuttered.

“You never give me the attention you give them other man whores. Especially that Josh kid. The day you broke up with him I was happy. The happiest guy on earth. You don’t know how you make me feel on the inside.” Harry said.

Harry is a lunatic. A crazy lunatic. I smelled something really funny. It was strong and had an odor to it. The smell came from Harry’s mouth. I sniffed at his open mouth and smelled alcohol. Harry is drunk. He’s not even going to remember this conversation, let alone what had just happened a couple of minutes ago. I sighed with relief and walked out to where everybody was.

My legs found their way over by Zayn. I gave him a weak smile and sat down next to him. His eyebrows arched and his eyes narrowed.

“What has gotten into you?” He asked.

“Nothing. I promise.” I said, looking at Luke, laughing. Maybe going on tour was a good idea. I could free my mind of all hell at home. And maybe, just maybe, I can have a couple of friends that won’t get on my nerves.

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