Party Hard

Chapter Eleven

Sara's POV:
We hauled all of the bags we bought in to the car. After shutting the trunk the two of us got into the car. "Ok. You owe me caribou." I said buckling my seatbelt. "I know." She said putting the key into the ignition and starting the car. "Are you excited about this tour?" I asked, she nodded but looked away. "I'm going to miss Nate though." She said, "So you never really told me about you two. Are you guys dating or friends with benefits?" I said looking at her, "We're dating. He said on close dates he would come visit me but he will also be busy with his own music. He isn't going on tour yet, though. Which I don't understand why Jack and Jack won't invite him." She said, "You know, you don't have to go." I said, she nodded "I know. But I want to be there for you." She said, "Mads, if you don't want to go. No one's forcing you to go." I said patting her shoulder. She nodded, "I'm thinking about it." She replied while pulling into the drive-thru. "I'll just take a smoothie." I said. She nodded then ordered our drinks.

I waved goodbye to Maddie and carried my bags inside to start packing. I made my way upstairs and tried not to drop everything on the ground including my drink. "Johnson!" I shouted as I set everything down on my bed. He came running to my room. "You scared me, Sara. What do you need?" He asked, "How long are we going to be gone?" I asked. "3 months." He said. I nodded then waved my hand hinting that he should get out of my room. Tomorrow the bus would arrive and I would leave my lovely home in Omaha, Nebraska head to the first stop Cheyenne, Wyoming. I pulled out my suitcase and started loading clothing into it. I left out my brand new Adidas joggers and sweatshirt for my outfit tomorrow.

I eventually finished packing. I had a total of three bags. One suitcase, filled with clothes, One carry on, filled with essentials like brushes and shit like that, and One backpack just for my important things that I want to carry with me. I set them downstairs by everyone else's. Maddie still doesn't know about wanting to leave Nate and go on tour with the four of us. Part of me really wants her to go, but the other half knows that if she goes she might not have that much fun. I sighed then walked into the kitchen. I found Sam and the Jacks leaning up against the counter talking about the tour. "You ready for tour trooper?" Gilinsky asked. I nodded,grabbing a pop can out of the fridge. "Maddie's thinking of not going." I said. Johnson nodded. "I know. Sadly she already dropped out. She was going to tell you tonight." He said, "I see." I said, then walked out of the kitchen. I just want to feel disconnected from the world right now. I walked into my bathroom and rolled up the sleeves of my sweatshirt. pulling out a small razor blade and just ticked it at my skin. Only deep enough to see blood. After I finished I washed my arms making so they don't get infected then wrapped them in bandage. Then as I normally do. I rolled down my sleeves hiding it. I went and laid down in bed. Tomorrow was going to be a long day and I wanted to be ready for it.

I woke up to the alarm I set and got in the shower right away. The bus would be here in forty-five minutes and I take a while to shower. By the time I got out I only had ten minutes to get ready. I slipped on my joggers and sweatshirt then French braided my hair and grabbed my phone and charger. The guys were outside. The bus was huge for the four of us to be living in for the next three months. Johnson was the first to open the door. Then we all walked in. It was really cool in there. It was basically an RV. We walked back to where the bunks were. "I call the big one!" I said climbing on the loft bed and laying on it. Jack and Jack claimed the bottom bunks and Sam got the other top bunk. After getting our stuff settled in the driver started the huge bus and headed for our first stop, Wyoming.

I was just playing on my phone while the boys were sitting in the bunk area, I was sitting in the kitchen, the bus had free wifi! Unbelievable. I felt someone sit down next to me. "Hey, fam." I said. I heard a familiar chuckle. Knowing right away it was Sam I leaning over and put my head on his shoulder. "So. What's the point of me being on the tour?" I asked. "Well...." Sam trailed off. "Ok. I wasn't supposed to tell you yet. But you're our opening act." He said looking at me. Shock filled my body. "What?" I said. He nodded then tried searching my eyes. "Uh. Doing want, May I ask?" I said. "Johnson said you had a beautiful voice." He said. I just started laughing. "I'm sorry for ruining your show. But I'll try my best." I said. Sam shook his head at me then put his arm around my shoulder. I put my head back on his shoulder. "Sam. You know your like one of my best friends right?" I asked. He hummed, "Good." I said then closed my eyes and getting comfy.

Sammy's POV:
It felt good. Knowing that she was so close. Knowing that my girl was right next to me. She gives me so much inspiration. Sara was the kind of girl who's not afraid of anything. Who seems fine underneath her long sleeved shirts. But if you look deep in her bright green eyes, you'll see her, screaming. Shouting for help. That's what I want to do. I want to help her. I want her to stop self-harm, but I know it's not as easy as all of the other books stay. Self-harm is like a drug, it happens once, it will more likely happen again. Which saddens me to know that she does it. Sara is a beautiful, kind, girl and I just want her to see everyone that cares. I carefully sat up and carried her the bunk area. Once I got her into her bed I climbed to mine plugging my phone in then going on it. Social media is the worst. I'm frightened that once she is noticed she'll get hate. But I mean it comes with the package. Get big, get famous, get hate. The lights were shut off and I pulled the covers over my body. Then closed my eyes, drifting into a deep sleep.

Sara's POV:
My eyes shot open. My head was full of sweat. Quietly I checked my phone. 7:30. The boys won't be up for a few hours. I got up and climbed down the ladder trying to be quiet. Speed walking I made it to the bathroom. I checked all the cabinets and drawers. Then I found it. I pulled out the scissors and rolled up my sleeves. It won't do much but it'll have to do. Making sure not to cut around my tattoo, I just did it quick so I could go back and lie down. Once I felt relieved enough to go back I washed the scissors and my arms. Then wrapped my arms in bandage and put the scissors back were I found them. I rolled down my sleeves and went to walk out of the bathroom but was blocked by a hard chest. "Sara." Johnson said. I looked up startled. "Yes?" I said, "You good?" He asked, I nodded trying to push passed him. "I'm always here for you Q. Ok?" He asked. I nodded. Q. I changed my name to Sara. But my real names Quinn. I shook my head then walked back to the bunk area as soon as possible. Then I laid down in my bed and tried falling asleep.

A/N
Another filler. Sorry I've been really busy lately. But hang in there fam.

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