I woke up with a hangover that morning which wasn't a surprise seeing as I had been completely drunk the night before. As usual, I woke up late and everyone was up and out. For the second time this tour, I'd banged my head on the bunk above and luckily Zack wasn't sleeping in it. It was light, so I gathered it must have been pretty late.
I rubbed my eyes and got up. I grabbed my towel and went to go and shower before getting dressed and packing a few things back in my bag. When I turned round, I heard a phone vibrate. I checked mine but there were no messages so that meant that someone had left their phone on the bus. I ignored it at first but the constant vibrating started to get on my nerves. Whoever's phone it was, they were very popular because it kept vibrating every 30 seconds. I knew it wasn't Jack or Alex's because they carries their phones everywhere and never left without them.
The phone vibrated again and again... and then another 5 times. I groaned and followed the sound of the vibrations. I put my things in the closet and walked to the front of the bus. I looked through the cupboards and the drawers but after failing to find anything, I slumped onto the leather seat nearest the driver's seat. Then the phone vibrated again and I felt something against my leg. I looked down to my right and saw Jasmine's bag and jacket thrown onto the seat next to me. I knew that it was wrong to go snooping around in other people's things but if someone was threatening to ruin your relationships, wouldn't you?
I rummaged through her bag and found the phone that was vibrating constantly. She had 5 missed calls from some name I didn't recognise and 6 other messages. God, she was popular. I hoped and prayed that you could mark texts as unread after reading it as I opened one of the messages. The first 3 were just random messages from I assumed as her friends. The next one I opened made me freeze on the spot:
Hurry up and get Jack back because I want Chloe to suffer. I swear if you don't do what I told you to, you'll be in deep shit when you get back. Get Jack away from her now. Anyway, have a nice day (: xx
The text message was a girl from Sarah, whose name I didn't recognise but seriously had a problem. Why did she want me to suffer? And who the hell was she anyway?
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs of the tour bus and I panicked. I shoved the phone back into her bag and put the jacket back where it was. I ran to the back and pretended to mess around with things in the back so it didn't look like I was up to no good. The footsteps got closer and I turned round to see who it was. She looked a bit less fake today as Jasmine walked into the tour bus and smiled and evil smile at me. Her hair was tied up in a neat pony tail and she was wearing joggers and a t-shirt. As usual, she'd still plastered herself in make-up just not as much. She grabbed her phone and jacket and left without a word, the smug bitch. After standing there for about 10 minutes just staring into space, I grabbed my coat and headed out to wherever the guys were. I needed to find them first. I pulled out my phone and turned it on. With Jasmine turning up, I really didn't want to talk to anyone outside of tour so I kept it off all night. When it had warmed up, my phone got a load of buzzing through just like Jasmine's. Most of them were from my mom and Jordan but there was one from Jack I read first:
Hey, we're at Starbucks (again) if you wanna come join us? We left early cause we didn't want to disturb the people still sleeping (: Jack xxxxxxxxxx
Okay, so maybe there were too many kisses on the end but at least he told me so I didn't have to go looking for them, especially when bitchy Jasmine was on the loose. I put my phone in my back pocket of my jeans and raced out of the door. I had no idea who was going to lock the bus so I went over to We Are the In Crowd's bus to tell them. It seemed quiet in the bus, so that must have meant that they had gone with the boys. I knocked on the door but no-one answered. I assumed that there were no rules about going in and out of the other buses so I opened the door and went up the stairs. Then there was an awkward moment when I could hear kissing sounds from the front of the bus. I knew I shouldn't have gone back up but I couldn't help it. I looked up and couldn't believe what I saw. There, tongued-tied (literally) with Jordan was Jasmine who'd only just a few minutes ago left the All Time Low tour bus to go wherever she needed to... which was obviously here. Jordan was sat on the seat and Jasmine was nearly on top of him. The rest of the bus was deserted which gave her the perfect opportunity to start flirting with Jordan. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and what made it worse was that they'd both seen me. Jordan just sat there, shocked while Jasmine looked like she was about to kill someone. They both just stared at me as I stood there in pure disbelief. Well, actually it wasn't really disbelief because it was totally expected that Jasmine would do such a thing.
'I... the tour bus is still open... if... you need to lock it... um-' I stuttered, and started slowly backing away down the stairs. Jasmine's face went red and I could see it ever through the 43 inches of foundation she was wearing. In an instant, she pulled herself off Jordan and started coming for me, stepping over all the junk on the floor of the bus. I moved backwards down the stairs and out of the door and broke into a run to get as far away from her as possible. She started after me which was surprisingly as she was in 6 inch stilettos. After trying to get out of her sight, she came up after me and pinned me against the wall. Her hands wrapped around my throat and moved her face so it was only inches away from mine and I could feel her breath on my face. She glared at me and narrowed her eyes and okay I admit it, I was scared.
'If you mention a word to anyone about what you saw, I will see to it myself that I will make your life a misery. And Jacks. So if you want a happy life, you'll just keep your nose out of things and let me do what I've gotta do, okay?' She hissed into my ear. Luckily, she loosened her grip on my throat a bit but I stayed quiet. I was never going to swear to her that I'd stay quiet. I stared at her blankly, looking like I had no idea what she was going on about. Her eyes got narrowed again and she looked fiercely at me, after raising her eyebrows at me not responding.
'Do you understand?' she growled. I winced in pain as she dug her manicured nails into my neck. I swallowed and nodded slightly. When she let me go, and casually walked off like nothing happened, I rubbed my neck to check is she had drawn any blood.
'Jesus Christ,' I moaned, looking at the blood dripping off my hand. Okay, I just exaggerated about it dripping off my hand but there was quite a lot of blood that she'd drawn from just her nails. Now I know what it meant by 'digging your claws in'.
'Hey, Chloe are you okay?'
I swivelled around and saw John standing behind me. I rubbed the blood on my jeans and pulled my hair in front of the cut on my neck. 'Yeah, I'm fine. Just... um... looking at the scenery.'
What a stupid excuse; again. You really need to work on your excuses, Chloe. I made a mental note of working on excuses when I had some time on my own this tour. John looked around and it was as if his expression meant 'what scenery?' when he turned to look back at me.
'Hey, are you coming to Starbucks? The guys are there and Jack said he text you.' John said kind of glancing at my neck but looking away when I stared at him.
'Oh yeah, I was just on my way there now. Wanna walk me there?' I said, linking arms with him and nearly skipping to Starbucks. John wasn't so keen on the skipping part, so I slowed down and walked with him. I don't think he sensed that I wanted to get away from the buses as quickly as possible in case Jasmine didn't come back and tear my head off. As we arrived at Starbucks, we noticed that it was even more packed than usual. John and I came through the door and saw that the reason that it was packed was because fans had been queuing outside for pictures and autographs from the guys.
Jack spotted me from in the middle of the crowd and waved. He pushed his way through the crowd and grabbed me before I could've been pulled down by fans. Girls tried to pull him back but he managed to get away from them. What I did next was bad and I'd dug myself a grave. As Jack held my hand, I reached up and kissed him when the fans were looking. Girls started screaming, some taking their cameras out to film and some taking pictures. The girls that were screaming could only just get the words 'oh my god' out and some stood in pure disbelief that yet another member of All Time Low was taken. I just didn't want people to think I was a bitch before they'd got to know me because that's what usually happened when a celebrity got a new girlfriend.
I pulled away first and wanted to smile at the girls who were backing away slowly but I couldn't. Luckily, Flyzik burst in to stop the situation getting even more awkward. He hung round the door with his clipboard attached to him again and shouted over to us,
'Guys come on we've gotta get going to Manchester now! If we don't move it, we'll be late!'
And so with that, everyone ran out the door with screaming fans behind them, and escaped onto the bus where we were heading for Manchester for the next show. Now that people had filmed me and Jack, I was going to be a hit on YouTube for All Time Low super fans.
Great.
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