Chapter Three

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The past month has flown by.


I'm now 19, whoop, whoop!


I've moved into the house with the boys, and we left this morning to start our Australian tour!


We've been practicing non-stop really, so I feel like that's why the month has flown by. I feel like I have known these boys for years instead of just week. We've gotten along so well.


I'm still with Jack. Sadly. Every time I've tried to break up with the kid, he lures me into bed, and we have mind blowing sex. I just can't win.


Like last night, I seriously was going to do it.


He came over and we had a movie night. Well, I was getting tired, so I was like 'Hey, I need to talk to you.' And he ended up taking me back to my room and screwing me. Not that I'm going to complain about the great sex...but I should! I need to get rid of himmm.


And I couldn't do it in the morning when we left. I didn't want to get on the bus and be all teary and cry-y.


So, I kissed him goodbye this morning and promised I'd face time him later.


But, now, I'm in my little bunk on the bus.


I got bored of playing FIFA with the boys, so I went to lie down.


I was just about to fall asleep when Luke's face appeared through the curtain of my bunk.

He puffed out his cheeks and crossed his eyes, trying to make me laugh.


"Hi Lukey." I laughed, squeezing his cheeks.


"Can I join you?" He asked.


"In this tiny thing? Oh-oh okay. Sure, Luke, fit yourself in this tiny little space." I laughed as he crawled up in my bunk and curled up.


"I hate you." I laughed.


"You love meee." He chuckled, pulling me against him.


I snuggled into his chest as he wrapped an arm around me. Luke was always up for a good cuddle.


"You know, you've been in a mood today." He said after we both layed there in silence for a good while


"Shhh, I know." I said.


"Why? What's wrong with my Annie Mae?" He said into my hair.


"You know the answer to that question, Luke." I said.


"Jack?" He asked.


"Yupp. I tried so hard to break up with him before we left. I really did." I sighed.

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