Make It Work (Harry Styles)

Chapter 18

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Jenna's POV
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"Ohh....ouch." I moaned as I awoke. I had another migraine, and the sun shining in through the bus blinds was not helping. I didn't set an alarm to take my medicine. Crap.

I open my eyes and realize I'm still laying on the couch in the back room of the bus. Last thing I remember was cuddling up to Harry, completely exhausted from the fights that happened moments before. I remember hearing Niall, Lou, Tom, and Lux come on board too as the bus took off.

I feel around behind me hoping to grab something other than just a cushion, and realize I'm alone. "Hello?" I call out through the bus. "Anyone? No? Alright then..." I said as I opened the door. The bus had come to a stop, and I assumed we were at the next show already.

I can't believe Harry left me here... And he didn't even wake me up to take my medicine. Crap I should probably do that.

I walk over to the counter and fill my glass from last night back up with water preparing to take another pill.

"Hey! Look who's up." Joe said as he got onto the bus. "Oh and you're taking your meds. Great! Looks like I came in here for nothing then."

"Wait! What time is it?"

"Just passed noon." He said showing me his watch.

"Crap. I missed two doses, Joe. Nobody woke me up."

"Well how are you feeling?" He asked touching my head. "You don't have a fever." He moved his fingers to my wrist and timed my heartbeat. "Your vitals are all good. Do you feel nauseous at all?"

"No but I do have a massive headache."

"Well...I hate to send you back to that terribly small bunk, but you need to lay down."

"Is there somewhere I can go inside the arena? It's too hot on the bus."

"Yea there's a couch in each dressing room. But, just a tip...you'd be much cooler if you changed out of those sweats." I laughed realizing how ridiculous I looked. It was nearly 100 degrees outside and I'm in chachis. I nod at Joe and thank him telling him I'll head to the dressing rooms as soon as I change.

I pull my suitcase out from the empty bunk under mine and Harry's. There are 6 bunks on each bus, and there were only 5 people on ours. Tom and Lou each have their own bunk, and they alternate who lets Lux sleep with them. I thought it was so sweet how Tom dropped everything just to be here for Lou. They were the perfect couple. The two of them took the bottom two bunks across from mine and Harry's, and Niall took the very top. On mine and Harry's side Harry took the top bunk, and I took the middle. I wanted the bottom one so that I could put my suitcase at waist level, but Harry said he couldn't reach me from his bunk if I took the bottom. It was the stupidest request until the first night he held my hand from his bunk. Then it all made sense. We cuddle in each others beds sometimes, but it's incredibly squished so I never really get to fall asleep. I just lay there until he crashes from concert exhaustion and then sneak to the open bunk. I like when he falls asleep in mine, because then I get to sleep with his blanket and use his pillow that smells like his apple shampoo.

After I slide on my favorite nike shorts and put my suitcase back into 'the luggage bunk', I reach up and grab Harry's blanket and head for the arena.

The second I step off the bus I notice cameras all pointed my way. I quickly pull my hair down from it's bun and try to cover my non-makeuped face. I'd wrap up in Harry's blanket if it weren't so hot outside. I can only imagine how gross I look. I need a shower. My hairs probably a greasy mess, I'm in a black nike sports bra, and I'm wearing tyedye flip flops. At least my black pro shorts with a galaxy outline are cute....if only try matched.