"So where are you from love," Louis asked.
I blush. Dammit what's with the blushing Evie! You have a boyfriend so stop! I kind of like the way he says love though. It's weird because I've only met the guy. I turn back to reality.
"I'm from a small town in California," I replied politely.
"Oh really? What part," Liam questioned, interested about where I'm from.
"Southern. It's in the L.A County actually."
"Hey we got us a California babe. What do you think Harry," Louis turned his head towards Harry.
Harry shrugged. He's clearly not in the mood for conversing. Finally he opened his mouth.
"Californians are nothing but badly fake tanned wanna be surfers with poor manners and potty mouthed jerks."
We all stared back at him in shock. Niall clearly in amusement. Being me I had to say something bad about where he's from.
Here comes my ranting.
"Oh yeah? What about you biscuit. What's got your crumpet in a twist? You think you can trash talk everybody and think you're going to get away with it. Well that's not how it works son! Why don't you go have tea with the queen and have small portions of pastries that don't even count as snacks! I bet you that your tea parties with the queen aren't as cool as the Boston Tea Party we had! Huh! You're just a pale, delicate wimp who can't even stand 3 minutes in the sun without having to run to your "mummy" for she can apply some fancy sounding sun screen that's not even worth five dollars here in America! So why don't you go back across the pond and have a füçkįng spiffing day," I concluded. Did my emotions get the best of me? Probably 100 trillion percent yes. Well somebody had to put him in his place sometime.
He flared his nostrils. "You here that mates? She thinks she can come here and run this place? Well that's not how it works. If you can't stand being around someone as important as me, then I suggest you're in the wrong place. I don't need a child coming to MY workspace and tell ME how to do things."
At this point we were talking on top of each other.
"TeaAjsbfogjnrusbjChildbdjdbsbdWorkspacehdndbjdLoserbsnrijfsmlqvdbrvkMyÄśšbdkavrbkcbekd!""Hey enough! Enough! We got it! God just shut up! Look I'm trying to have the best tour before our hiatus so can you please stop fighting and carry on without you two bickering," Liam shouted. I could picture smoke coming out of his ears.
I giggled.
"You think this is funny," he said whilst pointing a finger at me.
"No. Not at all. I'm thinking that it's going to be the longest tour ever because this is only show number 1," I saved myself from humiliation.
"Just please take this a little more serious. Like yeah we don't want you to be super serious or super goofy. We just want you to be normal," Liam continued.
"I can be a bit more serious if HE stops messing around with me," I pointed at Harry.
"Harry can pretty please with a cherry on top stop messing around with Evie," Liam spoke slowly to him.
"Me! What about her! She's the one who started causing trouble! If it w-"
"Harry that's enough! Can you promise me that you'll behave," Liam stared at him straight in the eye.
"But-"
"Harry," he said in a low huskier voice.
"Fine. Happy," he questioned.
"Very."
With that they both walked to the lounge room which was about 9 feet away from where we are standing. Niall decided to follow too.
"I haven't seen Harry so annoyed like this ever since his relationship with Taylor."
"What do you mean?"
"He's more irritable and way more moody," Louis said while talking, almost whispering, in my ear.
"Really?"
"Really," he stated.
He signaled me with his eyes and turn to where his gaze lead at. At Harry. He was staring right at us. I made eye contact and he glared back and locked his gaze with the ground.
I walk with Louis to the lounge room and sat next to him on the couch. He gave me an X-Box controller and started a new game for FIFA with Niall and myself. Liam was cheering on and Harry was sat on the corner away from the rest of us and was oddly quiet.
Clearly the longest tour the boys would ever have.
•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•
School is getting worse and worse by the minute. Sorry for these slow updates. I hope Harry isn't a jerk for the rest of the tour. Lol well Love Always
Xo -I.R ;D
YOU ARE READING
Backstage(One Direction) ON HOLD
FanfictionEvie (Evangeline) Blackburn is a 17 year old girl with a passion for music and celebrity gossip. Her auburn hair matches her fiery personality and will not let anyone insult her and get away with it. Harry Styles, 21 years old, pop star heartthrob...