Heart of Fire ~ BVB Fanfic - Touring with series (2)

【7】

The only thing that wakes me up the next morning and knocks on my door that keep repeating, I rush up swearing to myself as I look around and see I am in the bathroom. I stand up and see my hair and makeup ruined in the mirror making me utter another cuss. I quickly hear my door open I forgot to lock, turning the shower on and quickly stripping. Still feeling like I will puke if I look at my phone again despite it obviously having notifications.

"Oh, she's showering, that's why." I hear my brother laugh, then knock on the door "hurry up, we are going out today and you are coming." He announces through the door, I mutter a noise back so he know I heard. All I want to do is curl up into a ball and disappear from the world.

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I step out of the shower, glad the boys left my room as I come out in a towel grabbing clothes before dashing to the bathroom to change and do my makeup. I finish up as I hear my door being opened again, I hear one pair of footsteps walking in towards me and the now opened bathroom door.

"Hey Andy." I say, already knowing by the steps who it is, I have a habit of knowing each person by their footsteps after my years of sneaking in and out.

"Nice guess, you ready to go?" He asks as he leans on the door frame, I nod and turn to him when I see him looking at the ground. "Why is your phone on the ground?"

The photo comes rushing back to my head causing my body to tense for a millisecond before I quickly calm it down before he notices the change in posture. "I dropped it and just forgot about it honestly." I laugh, trying to act calm and like their isn't the words stuck in my throat. He leans down to pick it up, handing it back to me. I take it trying not to be hesitant towards it at all despite how I am. The thought of the photo under the screen makes me want to throw it against the wall and watch it smash. "Anyway, let's go!" I grab his arm before he can say anything and we join the boys in the hallway.

I plan on not looking at my phone all day till I am alone to deal with the consequences of seeing that photo.

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We sit at the table waiting for our food we just ordered, we are in a booth with me between CC and Jake while the other four crammed in the other side which is no problem especially as all these boys are quite thin and tall. It has been nice, it felt like the older times, obviously I still have my walls built high now even with these guys and my own brother but it is the closest it will be I think ever to what we use to have. I have my phone on the table as we all do, a unspoken rule we all follow, I unlock it when the photo is up. I quickly shut it off while trying to appear casual in hopes no one saw it but of course, my brother did and he feels the need to bring him up.

"Oh yeah, how are you and Blake? You two were cute together, so are you still a thing or?"

My heart clenches, my hands under the table begin to pinch my thighs to stop the tears from falling down my face. I will myself to speak strongly.

"No, we broke up a bit after you left." Memories begin to burn into my head but I push it aside to handle later when I am alone "Just wanted different things, we ended on okay terms and everything."

He nods listening before speaking again "Sorry about that lil sis, I wish I was there to help you through that I know you really liked him."

I feel a need to escape and it opens when my phone begins to ring, I know from the number it is a scammer so I grab it and excuse myself past CC and head out the small cafe like place. I get out the door but it doesn't seem quick enough as I gasp for ear. I open my phone quickly, holding my breath to delete the photo before I allow myself to breathe again. Once I feel air flowing through my body normally again, I make my way back inside and get back into my spot seeing our food there but I don't even feel hungry now.

"Sorry, it was a old friend from home." I smile at the group and they nod knowingly before digging into their meals except one pair of eyes but I am not game enough to look up at him so I to dig into my meal.

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Yet again another concert over, the guys are hyped for a bit before collapsing as I make my way to my hotel room, changing before exiting straight back to the same club I was at last night. Tonight though I let more alcohol flood my system till I am stumbling home, giggling. I get back into my hotel room still laughing for no reason. I worry if I shower I may find a way to drown so I instead wash my makeup off lazily and collapse into bed in nothing but a baggy hoodie, letting my tattooed thighs breathe the fresh air of my hotel room. The world still seems to be spinning despite me laying completely still which only causes more laughter from me and that is when I realise I am craving pancakes, I giggle and grab the phone for room service ordering two of the three pancakes with syrup, allowing me to mouth down on six whole pancakes all to myself. I hear the knock on my door, cheering as I make my way over to the door, I swing it open and see Andy.

"You aren't my pancakes." I feel my alcohol fading away now as worry replaces it.

"And you stink of alcohol." He huffs but I don't pay attention as I see someone arriving with a bag that will surely be holding my pancakes, I quickly grab them and walk in leaving the door open which Andy takes as a welcoming, shutting it behind him.

"You aren't getting pancakes so." I laugh, still having a trace of alcohol but it soon fades into nothing especially when I turn to see his stern face. "Calm down, I have just been drinking in here. The minifridge." I gesture to it, glad I had the predrinks again.

"Why did you drink anyway Ophelia?"

"You want to know why? Because Blake. He and I did not end of good terms." I laugh as I unpack my food, happily. then drop a napkin on the floor, I look down and see I have no pants on and the hoodie stops just above my knee showing the bottoms of my tattooed thighs. I quickly plate my food and scurry to my bed as Andy watches, I drape the blanket across from me "Not that it should worry you Biersack, but him and I ended on horrible terms but you live and you learn who you can trust." He continues to just look at me, I roll my eyes. "Come on, you can have one pancake."

And that is how my night ends, him taking one of my six pancakes and us laughing at each of our own stupidity. Blake is not brought up again.

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