Chapter One- I'm So Sick Of Being Lonely

Hundreds, possibly thousands, of teenage girls raced towards the back of the building, determined to meet their favourite band, scared that they would only have one chance.

At the front of the group, were two teenage girls, holding tightly on to each others hands so that they didn't loose each other. The elder one, Lexi, grabbed on to the bars that lead to the dark red, double decker tour bus, her eyes shone at the sight of it. The last time she had seen it had been on television. Now it was right in front of her.

She stared at the door, desperately awaiting for them to come out. She pulled out the plastic bag from her small handbag. Her camera too. And the letter. Fully prepared. She wasn't about to loose this chance.

After what felt like forever, the back door opened, causing high pitch screams to fill the car park. But Lexi didn't register this, not even Cara's scream was heard in her ears. All she saw was him. It was like he was moving in slow motion, taking too long up the line of people, but with every inch that he moved, her heart pounded faster and faster, knowing he was getting closer.

As her blue eyes met his beautiful hazel ones, it was like everyone else around them disappeared, to her anyway.

"Hey Tom" Lexi managed to choke out

"Hey" Tom smiled

With a shaking hand, Lexi handed him two out of three of the items she was holding, that made her more nervous, as it looked like she was the only one who had presented him with something, which surprised her as he was the only member of the band that was single. She watched him put the plastic bag in his backpack, and slide the letter in his jacket pocket "Thanks"

"You're welcome" She smiled "I thought you might be hungry so I made them for you..."

"Oh I'm starved" He smiled again "We only really have healthy stuff on the bus now, you know, being half way through tour and everything, so these will give me some well needed..." He paused "...well I don't know, but they'll make me feel good"

Lexi laughed slightly, then blushed when she saw Tom was still smiling at her. She loved his smile...

"Come on Tom!" Someone called off of the bus. Lexi recognised the voice, but she couldn't put a name to it, she would have known if it was Danny, Dougie, or Harry, maybe it was their manager...

"What's your name?" Tom asked

"Lexi Porter"

"Well Lexi, I've got to go..." He looked back to the bus

She tried not to let her sadness show "I know..."

Tom watched her face, he saw the flicker of emotion, a small smile returning, instead of a grin. He saw the camera in her hand "Let me take a photograph first"

...

Rolling down the motorway, Tom opened his bag, retrieved the bag that Lexi had given him and began munching on the peanut butter Oreos. He felt a little better now. He couldn't do what the others were doing, calling up their girlfriends. He and his last girlfriend, Giovanna, had split up over a year ago, and he hadn't been with anyone since. Dougie was the first to hang up.

"Look at the face on you!" He said

Tom frowned "What?"

"You. Sat there with that 'Nobody loves me' look on your face"

"I don't"

"Do" Dougie looked at what Tom was eating. "Where did you get those?"

He popped another Oreo in his mouth "A fan gave them to me"

Dougie's facial expression changed, like he had got an idea, making Tom worried. Dougie getting an idea was never good.

"You should date a fan!"

"Dougie!" Tom exclaimed "I can't date a fan! Most of them are at least ten years younger than me..."

Danny came out from the dark depths of the bus "Yeah, but the most loyal girls you're going to get will be fans!" He turned to Dougie "Great idea man"

Dougie grinned "I know"

"I'm not dating a fan"

"No, but you will be" Danny grinned

"I can't just randomly go up to a fan and ask for her number"

"I'm sure one of them will give you it without even having to ask" Dougie said

Tom leant forward and heard the sound of paper crinkling in his pocket. What was that? He slid his hand into his pocket as Dougie and Danny continued their conversation, Harry now joining in also. It was the letter from Lexi, he knew reading it here was a bad idea, especially with the mood the boys were in. He snook off to his bunk, without them noticing. He laid back and scanned over it, just the usual... with her number at the bottom. He hesitated, should he dial it? No. She was so much younger than him, she seemed sweet and her letter confirmed it, she had said the same things as other girls said but in a different, sweeter way, but no matter how sweet she was, he couldn't date her. The press would have a field day, and he didn't want that kind of attention, he didn't like the media buzzing around as it was.

The stairs creaked. He shoved the paper beneath his pillow and closed his eyes. He wouldn't date a fan, more because he couldn't...

"Alright mate?" Danny said

Tom kept his eyes closed "Yeah I'm fine"

Danny slid in to his bunk under Tom's "You have you're thinking look on your face"

"Hmmm"

"Want to share?"

"Not really"

"Awww come on..."

"No, Danny"

"Urgh, you're such a woman sometimes!"

Tom picked up his pillow and whacked Danny "Fuck off"

"Then tell me"

He sighed "I'm thinking about dating a fan..."

"Really?"

"Yeah... and how its a bad idea"

"It isn't"

"Is"

"Isn't"

"Is"

Dougie and Harry came up the stairs "Isn't!"

"Urgh!" Tom hid his head under the pillow, his eyes landing on the Lexi's letter...