******Hannah's POV******
I looked over and realized that everyone saw what I just did. Sam came rushing up to me asking if I'm ok. I felt kinda bad because no one was paying attention to the passed out ass on the floor, as Sam hugged me and whispered that he loved me in my ear.
"Hannah, do you want to go back to our room?",he asked me quietly as he put his hands on my waist. Kian must have over heard because from a few feet away I heard "oh hell no!". Sam smiled and kissed me as we haven't in a while."ewww!" Said everyone in the room. He let go and pulled me up to our room.
When he led me through the door and we both sat down he said," I really do love you hannah and I hope you know that" " I love you too" I responded with a small smile towards him. But then I notice him looking at his hands, he does this when he is nervous. Ok I'm really confused now. Is something wrong? Is he breaking up with me? We sat there for a few more minutes not looking at each other.
"I need to tell you something!" He blurted out. "What? What Happened?"."hannah, I swear it was a mistake, I was drunk and I wasn't thinking straight" he continued, "I've been wanting to tell you and the guilt has been eating me up, I can't take this anymore!" I stared at him with tears in my eyes as looked at me with sadness and regret. "When?" I calmly asked him. He looked at me surprised by my tone, not speaking. "When?" I say a bit louder.
"A few night before we left" he said loudly. As if he knew what I was going to ask he said," it was some girl I met at the party" he said sadly.
I can't believe this! Was I not enough for him? The last time was about a month ago, maybe I was getting too boring for him. I looked into his eyes to see if he was just playing but he wasn't. So it's true. I was sobbing and he was just looking at me. Wow, he isn't even saying sorry? He apologizes for everything, even thing, that isn't his fault. I looked away and stormed out the door. People gave me weird looks as I ran to Ashley's room. I looked back to see Sam shutting his hotel door. Is he mad at me? Ugh, this is so confusing!
When I got to her room door, I knocked but then I heard moaning. I slowly backed away from the door, "just great" I said under my breath, "one of the few times I actually need he she is in her room having sex with her boyfriend". That makes me cry even more as I think about how much they love each other. Do you think he ever actually loved me? He probably just felt bad for me. Probably, that's what it was, I'm just an ugly fuck that is failing at life.

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O2L Tour (Book 1)
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