Chapter 13
An hour later I was still in the bathroom, not crying, just feeling sorry for myself. I heard a knock on the door and Danny asking if I was ok. I sniffed, stood up, and opened the bathroom door. Upon seeing my red swollen eyes Danny wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into the room we were in before.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, gently lifting my head up and looking into my eyes.

I sniffed again and said," Nothing, it's just... Dougie said something to me after you left, it kind of hurt."

"What did he say?"

Tears started to slowly roll down my face again as I thought about it," He called me a slut and basically accused me of being with you, Harry, and Tom."

I saw the anger flare in Danny's eyes and watched fearfully as he stood up and started to storm into the other living area where the others were.

"Danny, stop!"

I ran after him and tried to stop him as he made his way through the hallway and towards the others. When we got into the other room the guys looked up from what they were doing and saw a livid Danny stop and look around the room for his target.

"Hey, Dan, what's up? Harry asked, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

Danny had already spotted Dougie and started to walk towards him with a furious look on his face. He grabbed Dougie by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against the wall of the bus.

"DANNY!" Fletch screamed," What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Danny ignored him and started to yell at Dougie," Look, Poynter, I'm really sick of your s! You either talk to her about what happened or you shut the f up and leave her alone!"

Dougie swung his head towards me," You told him? Why did you tell him?!?"

"Maybe because she needed to, she needed to get out all the pent up emotions from the whole thing! She needed to talk to somebody!" Danny yelled.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT!!" Fletch screamed.

I looked around at everybody. Danny still had a hold on Dougie, pushing him forcefully against the wall, glaring at him. Dougie was trying to pry Danny's hands off of him, but he was looking at me with fear in his eyes as if telling me to stop him. Tom and Harry were looking between Danny, Dougie, and me with confused looks on their faces and Fletch was staring intently at Danny and Dougie, red in the face, obviously angry.

"Tell him," Danny whispered, pulling Dougie back and pushing him back in the wall," Tell him everything."

Dougie looked down at the floor and flushed a deep red color. I knew he wasn't going to tell them so I decided to speak up.

"Dougie and I kind of started dating two days after the tour started. We broke up a month ago and haven't really spoken to each other since."

I looked up and all of them were staring at me except for Danny, who still had a grip on Dougie, and Dougie, who was looking at the ground in shame.

"Danny, let him go," I whispered, feeling uncomfortable under their gazes.

Danny hesitated for a second before pushing Dougie against the wall again and letting him go. Dougie quickly got up and ran behind me as if I was protecting him.

Danny laughed," She's not going to protect you."

Tom, ignoring Danny, said," How come you never told us, and why is Danny so mad?"

"Dougie told me that Fletch said I was off limits to you guys. Oh, and Danny's mad because Dougie called me a slut and accused be of being with the whole band," I replied.

"He what?!?" Tom and Harry yelled.

Dougie jumped a little and buried his face into the back of my neck. I pushed him off of me and then started to storm out of the room. I walked upstairs to the bunk area and climbed into my bunk. I was tired of all the yelling, I was tired of this whole damn thing. I wanted to go home and get the hell away from everyone on this bus, except for maybe Danny and Harry. Dougie and Fletch were pissing me off and I was sick of pining away for Tom. Everything was just so messed up. I don't think I have ever cried so much in my life. Why can't things just be simple again?