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Chapter 33: Smoke Filled Brain

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Anne POV

I sit backstage after the show with Louis who is smiling softly as his eyes trace my tattoo that's all wrapped up. Niall hasn't seen it yet, but he's in the bathroom so I'm not too worried. I don't think he'd get mad about it though surprisingly. Louis reaches a hand out and softly runs a finger over the sore skin, but it doesn't hurt when he does that. He's being so careful with me. I look at his softly wrapped arm and smile to myself. He got his Bus 1 touched up while we were there. He takes my hand and pulls me to him and smirks when I glare teasingly. He kisses my mouth softly and I smile on his lips before hearing a gag. Looking back its Niall and he laughs when he sees my face.

"Sorry kiddo!" he says and moves to sit next to me. He smiles when he sees my bare arms but then looks closely at my bicep. Taking my arm he twists it to see the tattoo.

"When did this happen?" He asks and I blush and tug my arm away. "Hey I'm not mad just curious." He says and leans back into the ugly green couch.

"Today. I got it when you all thought Louis and I were on a date, not like we weren't." I say and Louis chuckles.

"Don't worry it was Jake, he was good with her." Louis quips and leans back before standing and slipping on his vans. "And he's made sure to have her come back to him if she ever gets a larger piece done." He says and offers his hand out to me. I take it and stand and Niall hands me my shrug as I slip my shoes back on. He stands and leads the way to the dining area, but before going in he tugs my hand and smirks. "Do you trust me?" he asks and I nod slowly and he motions his head back towards the break room. "I'm not hungry but, we ordered some... things for the night." He says and I raise an eyebrow.

"Like?" I ask and he looks off before speaking.

"Weed. I was going to roll up a blunt before anyone gets drunk." He says and I nod following him. Harry steps from the bathroom as we enter the room and he eyes Louis as he grabs a bag of weed from inside his bag. I watch almost entranced as he takes the leaves and lays them out along a piece of cigarette paper. He rolls it up and licks the paper to keep it closed. He looks to me and raises an eyebrow.

"Do you want one?" he asks and I bite my lip before shaking my head.

"No, but... could I take a bit of yours?" I ask quietly. I don't know what this is, that I'm doing. It's not like I can rebel, no parents, but I feel like I'm rebelling against some higher power. Louis hands me the blunt and I hear a sigh from Harry.

"Is that the safest?" He asks and I ignore it already having the blunt in my hand. Louis lights it and motions to me to take a hit. I raise it slowly to my lips and take a drag in, and the taste is different. I don't know how to explain it. Cigarette smoke is smoky, but this is almost bitter. I pull the blunt from my lips and exhale letting the smoke flood my face. I cough at the unexpected amount of gas in my face. Holding the blunt between two fingers I fan the smoke and Louis chuckles.

"It's not a cigarette love, you hold it different." He says and I pull my legs under my lap and lean towards him. Harry speaks again.

"Is this the safest?" He asks and I look up.