I tried to stop trembling thinking of what my parents were going to do and say. Everything was going to be over. Even if I did go home, I'd never leave the house again. I know I won't have a phone, or computer, or TV, or a life. I buried my face further into Niall's chest, and began humming to myself.
"We'll get this under control." Tori said. "I promise and you know I don't break my promises." I tried to listen and believe, but I couldn't bring myself to it. "I'll find out whoever did it and shove their own head up their ass. I giggled a little knowing it was true. "Show me your smile. Come on, I command you my slave!" She said in a loud voice. I lifted my head and gave a weak smile, but my phone rang with Warning. This is your Dad, and man is he going to kick your ass. I retreated back to Niall's chest and arms. It rang again, and I knew I had to pick it up.
"Hello?" I asked in a shaky voice. "How are you?" I tried to be as natural as possible. "Why are you calling?"
"You know why I'm calling." He said in a stern voice. "How could you do this to us? Did Tori let you do this?" I knew you weren't mature enough to do this. You need to come on, I'll come and pick you up Tomorrow. You-"
"Dad!" I interrupted, "It wasn't me, I didn't do anything." The other side of the line was silent, except for a sigh. "Listen, I didn't do anything. You don't have to come and get me."
"We'll be there tomorrow, you can say good-bye to your friends and pack up your things." Dad said. "You pushed it too far, we've been flexible, but you are coming home. It's too-" I hung up, not being able to take it. In a flash my phone left my hand and hit the wall.
"Damn!" I yelled at the world, and face planted in the bed, crying. I didn't pick up my head to breath, and had someone slap my butt. I turned to the side and saw Louie. "Screw you!" I didn't take it as flirty or playfulness. I crawled under the sheets, pulling them above my head. I sang softly to myself.
"Rea." Louis crawled under the covers, I turned to the other side hoping he'd leave me alone. "Rea, talk to me. We can fix this." I didn't move or say anything. He kissed my wet cheek, and left. I sang to myself, until I feel asleep. I woke up with a kiss on the lips. "We're going out to eat. You should come, you haven't eaten all day and it's five right now."
"Leave me alone." I mumbled, but sat up. Everyone was looking at me. "Fine, but I'm staying in my PJ's and slippers." We went down the stairs, but stopped at the lobby seeing people with cameras, and evil grins on their faces waiting for their next victim, me. "Let's go around the back way. The buss is on the side of the building anyway. We made our way to the back of the building. Opening the door, there was just as many people on that side than the front. There was shouting, flashes of light, people seeming to claw at me. Ready to eat me alive. A women stepped right in front of me, shoving a camera in my face. But there was a buzz in my ear, and I didn't know what she said, I stood there frozen. Hasel grabbed my arm, with a forceful yank pulled my into real life, and then up into the bus.
"What are you looking at? I demanded Harry as he just starred , he pointed at the front of the bus. I saw the one thing I dreaded right now. Dave stood there, his hands in his pockets. "Damn. He won't leave me alone." I pressed the horn, but he didn't move, arms crossed and eyebrows raised, he didn't budge. "Just go, he won't dent anything.
"I can't just run over him, I'd get arrested." Louis said, he was driving and was in the driver's seat, hands tensed on the wheel, knuckles white.
"Sure you can! I'll do it!" I said, then looked at Dave. "He's stubborn, he'll never move. Let him on." Louis opened the door, and Dave stepped on as the crowed of people still trying to flash a good picture of me. "What do you want?" I sat on the couch, in between Liam and Harry. Which made me feel safer. I kept an eye on his face, trying to read if he was mad or not. His face was tired, and dark bags were under his eyes. I felt a little bad, with his eyes actually looking innocent. He was also wearing a tight Milrea Shone shirt. I looked like a child on it but it brought back fun memories. I was in a tie-dye dress with confetti falling all around me. I did like to admit it, but it looked good on him.
"Yeah, Yeager, what do you want?" Niall asked. " Are you going to try to take Milrea? Cause I'm not going to let that happen." Dave frowned at him. "If you're not going to say anything, you can leave." David smile then.
"I am going to say something, but not if you guys hold a grudge, then if you do I'll leave." David said, pointing at the door. "But I'm choosing to be nice, and tell you some information that you should know.
"You're secretly an angel of darkness." I grumbled. "I don't want to hear it. You've already begged for me back. You can't win me back. I don't care what you have to tell me, I'm not going to listen.
"I know who mad those photos of you." David said."I've erm, sorta have been stalking you….sorry." He paused to see if I'd forgive him, but I kept my mouth shut. "But I need something from you."
"What? Money? Drugs?" Zyan said. "What do you want? And how do we know that you're telling the truth?" David nodded his head at me, I bit my lip, I always knew if he was lying or not, "What do you want?"
"It's simple, I want a kiss." He grinned at me, "from Milrea." I sat there unable to move, as he stepped closer. I stood up, and made myself stop shaking, desperately wanting to know, not thinking.
"You don't have to do it. We can find it another way." Hasel said. But I sort a wanted to feel it again, so soon his arms were around me. His lips on mine again. It was familiar, and he smelled like home. It felt right to me. I pulled away not knowing or having any knowledge of how long we kissed. There was a strong, silent, hard feeling in the air. All I wanted to do was run, but mine and David's eyes were locked together. I held my breath, or was breathing hard, I didn't know myself. I turned and scanned the room to see all their faces. Their jaws were on the floor, and a look of shock on their faces. In their eyes was anger, I hoped that it wasn't anger from Louis and Niall. I fell back and sat down on the couch, but David had other ideas, and went in for another kiss. Someone swore, and maybe I yelled. Harry and Liam launched themselves at David.
David was knocked back, but swung his fist missing both of the boys. Louis came in shoulder, knocking David to the floor. He deserved it, but it was hard five against one. That wasn't right, it was never right. I couldn't say anything for awhile, not sure what do to anyway. But, for some reason I became mad at the boys, they wanted them to stop.
"Would everyone just get along? All of you boys are sex-driven maniacs!" I didn't know where that had come from, but everything was still, and all eyes were on me, I found it hard to breath. I ran to the back of the bus, and locked the sliding door. The tiny area seemed the safest place right now, and I curled up on one of the beds, and let myself fully fall apart. All noise from outside stopped. Until the knock on the door.
"Hey, can I come in babe?"It was either Harry or Louis I couldn't tell from crying so hard. I face was implanted in the pillow, that smelled like Louis. I didn't answer. I didn't want to feel any more pain. I wasn't sure if I was being over dramatic, but I couldn't take anymore drama in my life. "Where not fighting." It was Harry. "David's being um, contained, but come out please. We need to talk."
"I don't want to hear it!" I yelled back, I didn't know my voice could go that loud, and my throat ached after. I laid there, not caring about what anyone said. I was scared, and wanted everything to be back to normal. I didn't even find out who did it. It wasn't fair. "You're a child." I whispered to myself. "To young to know love, to young." My dad's words echoed in my head, making my ears ring.
"Rea, it's me." Louis was at the door now. My heart jumped, forcing me up and my hand went to the handle. This jerk reaction made me realize just how madly in-love I was with him. I shouldn't be that much in love with him. "Rea, we need to talk." Those four last words scared me. Those are the easiest sign of a break-up coming. Who wouldn't break up with me though? I just called him a sex-driven maniac, and locked myself away from him, and now I'm ignoring him, and most likely never going to talk or see him again. There was a slam, and the door burst open.
"Lou! What? Why did you do that?" I yelled, he stood there, rubbing his shoulder. "See, you are a maniac!" I stood there, and he went for a hug, but I pushed him away. "Don't you understand, I don't want you right now." I sat back down on the bed, and curled up in a ball. Louis sat next to me, and pulled me onto his lap.
"I know you don't want it, but I feel that you need it." Louis said. I sniffled, trying to stop crying. "Everything's going to be okay." I shot up and glared at him.
"That's a lie and you know it." I scolded him. "You can't tell me that! You're a liar." He looked at me, and he was about to cry. He got up and left, leaving everything silent again, but as he left, David came in. He sat across from me on the other bed. His lip was swollen and hair was a mess.
"Do you not want me to?" David smiled. "I can throw myself off the bus if you like, or Louis. We could hitchhike to the boarder and become drug lords." I choked a laugh thinking of Louis trying to speak Spanish to guys with machine guns. His smile came across his face and I shied away from it by looking at everybody, they all had their eyes glued to us, ready to pounce.
"I don't think they'd sell anything to a skinny white boy." I said, wiping another tear from my check, my make-up was smudged, and came off on my fingers. "Why do you care?" I asked after a few moments of silence. Dave just smiled, laughed a little, and looked up at me, with tears in his own eyes.