My Guitar Buddy (A One Direction & Emblem3 Fan Fiction)

Chapter 25

Ashlyn's POV

"Whoa there, slow down Sky," I said into the phone. "Harry met whom?"

"A girl named Sierra," Skylar replied. "Except she seemed nice the night of the concert. Now she's acting like a total biatch."

"How so?" I asked, then took a bite of my muffin. Wes had made carrot muffins that Louis would totally approve of.

"Well, she treats Harry like he's the greatest man in the world," Skylar said.

"How is that a bad thing?" I asked curiously, taking another bite of the muffin. Man, Wes is good!

"Because she treats the rest of us like we're pieces of, I don't know, shit or something," Skylar said, exasperated. 

"How long have they been dating?" I asked.

"About 2 weeks, but we're in Winnipeg now and Sierra's flying out to meet us here to join up with us for the rest of the tour," Skylar groaned. "Eleanor and I are basically dying now."

"How is she?" I asked.

"You wanna do a Twitter chat?" she suggested. "I'll bring El and maybe you can chat to Liam for a bit."

"Sounds good," I said. I set the muffin down and logged into Twitter on my laptop.

A few minutes later, Skylar and Eleanor's faces popped up onto the screen. "Hello!" Skylar said brightly.

"Hey," I said. I smiled at Eleanor. "Nice to meet you, Eleanor."

Eleanor smiled back. "Nice to meet you too, Ashlyn. I hope you don't mind I'm sleeping in your bed."

"No, that's fine," I said, giggling. "So, uh, Sierra?"

Eleanor's smile faded. "Sierra O'Connor is the biggest, self-centered bitch I've ever met," she said tightly.

"Sierra texted Louis for Harry's number and ended up flirting with him for three hours yesterday," Skylar informed me quietly.

"I thought she already had his number?" I asked, confused.

"He had hers, she didn't have his, and he hasn't texted her yet," Eleanor said, her eyes narrowing. "What a load of crap. Harry texts Sierra 24/7. She was making a play for Lou, I know it."

"That sounds awful," I said, shaking my head. 

"It is," Eleanor groaned.

"What does Louis have anything to say about it?" I asked her.

Eleanor pursed her lips and scowled.

Skylar jumped in, "Louis didn't tell Eleanor about the texts. She found out this morning when she borrowed his phone to look on Twitter because hers was charging. So when she asked him about it, he got all defensive and sassy and now they're fighting."

"It's like she's trying to break us up," Eleanor said, her eyes glistening. She swallowed.

"She is," Skylar said, her expression suddenly matching Eleanor's scowl a few seconds ago. "Because she and Niall had a flirty conversation too. Except Niall got scared at ran to me for help."

"Bitch," I mumbled.

"I just don't get it," Eleanor sighed. "How could such a nice girl turn out to be such a... I don't know the right word. She's not really a whore, but she's not a slag either. She's naturally pretty."

"She's acting like a whore though," I pointed out. "I think she's just worried that Harry might dump her for someone else and then...she'll be all alone."