ᴺᴱᵂ ᴺᴱᴵᴳᴴᴮᴼᵁᴿ

cologne

marcus quickly grabbed my arm, protecting me from all the flashes.

now i had started to cover my face, i was on the verge of tears.

we left the hotel and saw a massive tour bus in the parking.

as we walked, the flashing didn't stop, it just kept getting worse and worse as fans came.

we got to the tour bus and marcus had grabbed my waist, leading me to go up first, so i did.

he shortly followed after as well as martinus.

i waited for both of them, as i didn't know anything about the bus, but when the doors closed, i just went to marcus and cried into his shoulder.

i was so stressed, but he had just hugged me back.

"are we ready to go?" the driver asked.

"yep, let's just sit down" martinis said as i saw him motioning marcus who was above me to go sit down.

we went to like kitchen/dining part of the bus, no seatbelts, we just had to sit.

as we sat down, martinus passed me some tissues and sat next to me, marcus was on the other side.

i went on my phone to look at the pictures as martinus comforted me.

i scrolled through instagram, the photo popped up, and i immediately just cried.

cried into martinus' shoulder.

(martinus pov)

i feel so fucking bad.

she just cries into my shoulder and i don't blame her.

at the beginning of her career too.

marcus came closer, comforting her too.

her mum died, her dad has died, she's alone, no one will ever tell her how proud they are of her.

(y/n pov)

i felt marcus comfort me as well.

i eventually calmed down and turned my phone off completely.

i'm sick of this bullshit.

i eventually stopped crying but just leaned on martinus' chest, i think i might've fallen asleep.

(martinus pov)

y/n stopped crying so i looked down to find her asleep.

"marcus.." i whispered.

"what?" he said.

"she's sleeping on me"

he rolled his eyes.

"what?"

"nothing!"

i sighed, knowing he was "jealous"

"marcus, her parents are both gone, there's pictures of her trying to kill herself, and all you fucking care about is who's shoulder she sleeps on"

"okay but i fucking care!"

"about what?" we started to argue.

"can you two shut the fuck up!?" we heard y/n say.

"i'm tired of you two arguing over me, yet again, you two fucking argue, are we just gonna forget about my fucking trauma?" she stood up in front of us.

"why is it always a fucking competition of who i'm closer to or what someone does?" tears formed in her eyes, her voice got shaky.

"now im alone, none of my family member are fucking alive, and yet again, all that there is to argue about is who i should be closer with! how about you two get a bloody grip and fucking move on with this bullshit? marcus, it's you who always gets jealous, you act as if i'm not allowed to be near martinus, and that's so fucking childish" she said, running off to the back of the bus, where the toilet was found.

she locked herself, when we both heard the lock, we just sighed.

"sorry" marcus said to me.

"you fucking should be, fuck off" i left the table, going to the beds.

eventually the door unlocked to reveal a y/n with no makeup, she looked cute still, her hair was put up in a messy bun and she had still had puffy lips.

"hi" i said

she just smiled at me.

"sorry for.. shouting" she said.

"it's, okay?" i said, a bit confused.

she was much calmer, which was unexpected.

i noticed she had put on a jumper too.

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(y/n pov)

of course i self harmed, it calmed me down.

it put on a jumper to cover the scars on my arms, thank god the jumper was black, if it was any other colour you would see the red.

"is there a bed?" i asked martinus who had stood in the way, marcus was nowhere to be seen.

"there's only two, but you can sleep in here if you want." he said, pointing to a bed near him.

the bed was like, inside a wall, and it was cramped.

he slid the curtain and just prepared the bed quickly.

"here" he said, turning in the little lamp on the inside.

"thank you" i said, smiling.

he smiled too, then walked away.

i got ready for bed and noticed some gems in the small wall pocket.

i closed the curtain quickly and then went through all the small souvenirs.

i later noticed they were all from different countries, when they were touring.

it was all from like fans and stuff.

i also noticed some cologne, it had been the same cologne from before in the hotel room.

it was martinus' bed, because it was the cologne he spreader himself with in that bathroom before we left.

i sighed, hoping marcus wouldnt get jealous again.