[Book 1 in the Chaos series]
The Theory of Kayden:
- frontman of before the chaos
- typical bad boy
- grade a jackass
- caffeine addict
- my utter weakness
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Photography was my life, hence why I jumped at the chance to travel the country with m...
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\\ keep on living
keep on breathing
even when you don't believe it
keep on climbing
keep on reaching
even when the world can't see it
no impossible is nothing \\
iggy azalea - impossible is nothing
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"No, asshole!" I call, throwing the cushion at Mason's face. "I'm not in love with Seb!"
Seb smirks at me and slides up the leather bench, hitting our hips together. "Aw, Taysie. I love the fact that you're in love with me."
"But I'm not in love with you," I inform him with a glare. We're three hours in and I'm already going to kill all four of them. "Now, excuse me, I'm going to get changed."
With that, I stand up and make my way upstairs to my allocated wardrobe because yes, this bus is boujee as fuck. I grab out a pair of sweatshirt material shorts and my Taylor Swift tour t-shirt from the week before. Yeah, I got tickets for my birthday. Yeah, she was incredible.
I take great pride in my tour t-shirt collection. I never went to a concert without being 25 quid out of pocket by the end of the night. I only have a select few that I actually wear outside, but the rest of them make for great pyjama tops.
After checking myself in the mirror (and realising that I look like I'm wearing pyjamas and then realising that I don't care), I slip on my black Converse and return downstairs just as the bus pulls to a stop.
I say I fall would be an understatement.
As the bus jerks, my knees decide to give way from under me. I try to save myself by grabbing the kitchenette counter, but it had clearly just been cleaned and my hand slips, causing me to collapse onto the floor.
The four guys in front of me are in stitches with laughter and not a single one offers to help me up. "Assholes," I spit out. "Each and every single one of you."
"Aw, come on, Taysie!" Seb gets out between laughs. "It was hilarious."
"I'm sure it was from your angle, but from where I am, it sure as hell isn't funny at all," I seeth, standing up and rubbing my butt where it hurts like a bitch.
"Well, look at the positives," Nate starts with a smirk. "We're at the snack stop!"
I raise an eyebrow at him, leaning against the counter. "And that benefits me how? I was prepared and brought snacks."
