You Know I'll Be Your Life (1D)

Chapter 38: I have to talk to her later

Translations will be at the end of the chapter for those who have questions

JAMIE’S POV

I asked the boys again, determined to find out why everyone was suddenly in my room. “Why are we all in here?”

“Liam told us you weren’t feeling well, and we couldn’t have our little Yank sick, could we?” Niall’s Irish accent called out. I managed a smile and turned back to Louis so I could rest my head on his shoulder. My head was spinning, and I found the only way to stop it was to rest my head on something. My stomach also hurt, but it wasn’t as bad as the first day I started chemo.

Everyone was quiet and we sat there for a while. “Jamie, I want you to tell me, honestly, who do you like more, Black Veil Brides or us?” Harry asked.

“I’m not sure. You both have good music, even if you are on opposite sides of the spectrum. They have deep meanings behind their lyrics, while yours are normally about getting a girl, but they also are much harder for people to accept, while you are easily accepted by society. Neither of those reasons is bad, which is why I find it hard to decide between you too. But give me categories and I could decide which band is better in that category.” He nodded before thinking.

“Better guitars?”

“Black Veil Brides. Sorry Niall.”

“Okay, better looks?”

“Probably you. Not that they’re ugly, but you know what I mean.”

“I understand. How about better personalities?”

“That one is definitely a tie. You guys are nice, those guys are nice. I couldn’t choose.”

This went on for a few minutes and I felt myself getting tired by the end of it. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off.

I woke up, seemingly five minutes later, to Louis shaking me. “You gotta get up. We have to go into management for a meeting today. Sorry,” he whispered. I nodded.

“Do I have to wear nice clothes? I don’t feel like dressing up today,” I murmured.

He shook his head, walking out of my room to let me get changed. I checked the weather for today on my phone and seeing that it was supposed to be pretty cold and rainy, decided to pull out some gray and red USC sweatpants and a black Aeropostale pullover sweatshirt.

I grabbed a black beanie and slipped it on my head. I put on some black Vans and headed downstairs. I saw Devyn dressed up in skinny jeans and a sweater and nice shoes. The boys were dressed similarly to her and I immediately felt like I should have dressed better.