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Harry

The last thing I was expecting to wake up to this morning was the boys of 5SOS. But there they were, in the sitting section at the front of the bus. I of course still can't talk so catching up with them consisted of the other lads talking for me. Lauren and Joanne sat there buzzing with excitement. Last night before going to sleep, I checked out their vines. I had to bite a pillow from making noise at a couple of them. But because of my snooping I know that they are obsessed with 5SOS as well.
I tuned in when they talked about some of the more enthusiastic fans, and back out as Luke began to talk to Niall about guitars. I wandered around my head for a few moments before getting up to go get breakfast.
I didn't notice Liam following me until I turned to grab a drink and nearly ran into him. I gave him a small smile and squeezed past him. I went about making breakfast and tried to ignore Liam as he sat at the booth and watched me. With my breakfast made, I sit down across from him and start eating. I look up and Liam is still just staring at me. I swallow and tilt my head in a what do you want motion.
"How's your voice?" He asks. I shrug. "Do you think it's going to be better soon? We wouldn't want to let the fans down." I glare at him. "Oh calm down mate. You know how it is. We all want to see you at your best and it hurts to see you like this." A heavy pause as he waits. "Have you tried talking or singing?" I shake my head and pull out my phone. More heavy silence while I type.
Ding.
Liam pulls out his phone and reads the text.
"Yes Harry, I know the doctor said no using your voice, but what if it's better?"
Ding.
"Well yeah I know he is the professional but-"
Ding.
"But Harry-"
Ding. Ding. Ding.
"Would you just leave him alone. We all know what the doctor told him, so just let it go. Harry will talk when he is better. You hounding him isn't going to make it all better Liam." Finally. I though. I turn and see Niall standing behind me. He turned and grabbed a few bottles of water and turned back around. I shoot him a smile and turn back to Liam. He goes to say something, stops, gets up, and walks away. I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up. Niall gives me a wink and wiggled his way back to the group. I glance over and see Lauren and Louis watching me. I smile and turn back to my food.
The rest of the day goes by quickly. No talking from me, and lots of avoidance on Liams part.

When the bus stops at our next stop we wait for our security team to give us the all clear. Once we are set we rush off the bus one by one and into the open back door to a hotel. Our large group is ushered into a conference room while our luggage is being taken care of. We were all told to pack for the next two nights and two days. For us guys it doesn't mean much because Lou is in charge of what we are wearing during shows. The girls however have freedom over what they bring in. Once we are all checked in and our bags are upstairs, we are rushed into a service elevator. The quick ride up is quiet as we are given our room keys.

Ding. The elevator opens and someone steps out to check the hall. They let us out of the elevator and we start off down the long hallway. There are large gaps between the doors, suites. I stop in front of our door and Niall opens it. Niall, Louis, Liam and I are in this suite. Our security team is on our right, the 5SOS boys are across the hall, with their security on the left. Lauren, Joanna, Lou, and Lux are on our left. We all pile into our suites and claim rooms. Niall and I are sharing and Liam and Louis are together. Just like always.

Things are quiet as the 4 of us spread out and enjoy some not-as-cramped-as-the-bus time, and try to stay out of each others way. Normally, Niall passes out in our room, Louis in his, Liam takes the couch and the TV, and I go and make food. I open the fridge and see emptiness. Either the hotel forgot to stock up, or our team forgot to mention in. Oh well. I think about going out on the balcony with my Kindle, but as I open the doors and look down, I notice that a small crowd has begun to form. I smirk and go back inside. I grab my phone and start typing.

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