❦42 • s h e l i k e s i t w h e n i s p i t i n h e r m o u t h

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The bus that I am currently entering is different from the other buses we've ridden in. The other ones have been black or grey, a good size but not too big, and inside, it had a small kitchen area right before you got to the beds, and then in the back was a small space to rest and enjoy and hangout. This bus is larger than the rest, longer too. The steps are jet black and as I enter the top of the stairs, the first thing I see is a little hut that's almost like a sunken living room.

To my left is a small walkway, and before I take a step, I feel a body slam into mine, making me slam into Harry who's standing right in front of me

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To my left is a small walkway, and before I take a step, I feel a body slam into mine, making me slam into Harry who's standing right in front of me. My chest slams into his back really hard, making me let out a small grunt.

"I'm so sorry, babe," Zayn says in a frantic tone. I feel his hands grip my shoulders and pull me back a bit to steady me, and all the while, Harry is glaring at us both before he rolls his eyes.

"Someone's cranky," Zayn says lowly, making me nod my head and continue walking. Zayn and I follow Harry's lead through the bus.

Once we round the corner, a couple of beds appear in our line of sight.

"Holy fuck, this must have cost a lot of money," I say quietly.

"It was, Harry bought it a couple of months ago."

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