---------------Niki's POV---------
It's the first night of the tour and we are forced to eat with the boys. I wonder if the boys noticed the marker rubs off. Probaly not, they are stupid. "What do you want?" Luke asks the boys. "Pizza" they all cry in unison. "What do you want?" Ally asks us. Pizza sounds good. "Pizza" We say together. Wow first time we have agreed except not wanting to go on tour. "Ok well who's going to get it?" Michael asks. "I'll go" I gently say. That way I can prank their pizza. "No way your going." Ashton suddenly spits. "Yeah. Why not?" I spit back at him. "Because you might prank our food." He simply replies. "Ok how about Niki and one of your boys go." Zola suggest. "Sure. Calum. You go." Michael commands. I see the heasitation in his eye, but it quickly changes. "Then it's settled." Luke looks over to Calum, who gives a slight nod.
* time lasp*We walk into the pizzeria and find it empty. That doesn't take long though. We soon find the pizzeria and ourselves surounded by fans.
Calum grabs my arm and runs to the back of the pizzeria into a door. We end up in the girls bathroom. "We are never getting out of here with those fans surrounding us." Calum says out of breath. "Well what do you want to do to pass the time?" I ask. "Play a game" he suggest. "Sure which one?" I ask. "Um. True or Dare." He thinks. "Ok you go first." I casually say. "Ok Truth" he says. Oh what can I ask him. Hum. "How did you get into the band?" I ask. "Dare" he immediately says. Wow. "I dare you to tell a fan that your favorite song is She Looks so Perfect. Your definitely one of those fans." I finish laughing to myself. He chuckles and replies "too easy". He gets up, walks out the room and yells that his favorite song is She Looks so Perfect, and he is one of those fans. He walks back in and instantly says "your turn" while sitting down. "Truth" I say. "Ok Have you ever looked down on yourself?" He ask, kinnda teasing. My hand immediately touches my wrist. I shouldnt tell him. "You don't" he wispers, apparently taken back. He grabs my hand and pushes my jacket sleeve back.
----------------Calum's POV------"You don't" I wisper. No she's always so happy. She can't. I grab her hand and push her sleeve back. She doesn't look away, but flinches at my hand. I can see the cuts running down her arms. They are barely visible, but still clearly there. She pulls her arm away and pushes her sleeve down again. "I- I had no idea" I stutter. She just looks away with tears in her eyes. "We should probaly get back to the boys and your girls." I say trying to change the subject. "Y- Yeah" She gladly says back. We grab the pizzas off the counters and head outside through the back doors. We run to the car dressed as workers.
--------------Luke's POV---------Where are they. I'm starving. It has been 1 & 1/2 hours already. "Finally" I hear Michael say. We run to the car and we meet the girls, who are already there. Why do they try to beat us in everything we do? I dont care anyways. Pizza is bae. We all gather on our tourbus to eat. When all of us have eaten I hear someone humming. It goes like this :
Dada dada da dada dada dada da dadaMichael starts singing out of nowhere :
Michael wants another slice
Michael wants another slice
Michael wants another slice
Pizza
PizzaSoon all the boys are singing along. "Then get one and shut up!" Zola yells. Wow she's fisety. After that the girls left and we went to go do our sound check. After sound check we usally just chill out backstage. "I'm going to go explore" I mumble. "Ok don't go too far" Calum jokes. I walk down the hallway and down the stairs. I see an open door at the end of the hallway. I look inside and it's just a supply closet, but something catches my eye. So I go in to have a closer look. All of a sudden it goes dark.

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