chapter 2

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Ding-Dong, Ding-Dong...

I huffed, turning in my bed. 3:18am. I groaned, sitting up.

I thought I had until 3:30?

Slowly sitting up, I slipped my shirt on, surprised it was still sitting on the head board if my bed.

Ding-Dong, Ding-Dong...

"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, I'M COMING!" I yelled, standing up. I slipped my feet into my shoes and quickly checked myself in the mirror. I had bags under my eyes, indicating the lack of sleep.

I sighed, rubbing sleep from my eyes and picking up my Duffle bag.

I walked out of my room, heading towards the stairs. The first step down, I almost tripped. I latched my hand onto the railing, panting slightly.

That was close.

Knock-Knock!

I groaned. Have they heard of patience?

Soon enough I reached the door. I opened it, staring at some guy. He had dark clothes on, with his arms crossed.

He didn't look as though he liked me.

"The name's Paul." He said, his voice deep, as if he was either attempting to give me fear, and/or show a bad-guy image.

"Uh... I'm-"

"Justin Bieber, I know." Paul scoffed. I gave him a nod. "We're on a tight schedule, is that your stuff?" Paul pointed to my Duffle bag. I nodded. "You're spending 7 months with us, and that's all you're bringing?" Paul asked.

"I'm Justin Bieber, remember? I can easily buy myself some more clothes." I said cockily back. Paul simply rolled his eyes.

"We need to leave now..." Paul stated. I leant inside, grabbing my house keys and walking out of the house. I locked up, making sure that I'd turned the lights off. Looks as though I had. I threw the keys around my neck, the leather material it was connected to made a perfect necklace. I followed Paul to a bus in front of my house.
One Direction

I read the bold letters on the side of the bus.

The doors opened, allowing me to get on.

Paul walked away from the bus, to another identical bus just a fee feet in front of this one. As I found my way onboard, I noticed two guys sitting at a table, playing card. They glanced up at me.
Louis Tomlinson, and Harry Styles.

I knew who they were.

I wasn't exactly close to them, not any of the boys actually. I gave a small, friendly smile, only to see them give each other a glance, then continue their card game. I sighed. Someone exited, what I assumed was, the tour bus' bathroom. Zayn, obviously. His hair perfectly pointing upwards, in a quiff formation. I stood there awkwardly, not wanting to intrude in the bus.

"That's your bed, Justin." Liam appeared from one of the beds along the bus. His hand pointed to the couch on the bus. I slightly cringed at the mess formed all over it.

"Sorry it's pathetic." Louis said, not bothering to even look up at me.

They obviously hated what was said on Twitter...

"I didn't write that." I defended myself. They all looked to me, as if I was a jerk or something.

"Save that for later, we're not talking to you." Harry pursed his lips.

"Haz, you just talked to him." Louis rolled his eyes.

Zayn chuckled, shaking his head, "Anyways, you're sleeping on the couch because frankly, we're quite mad at what was said." Zayn turned serious.

"We aren't wannabe, Justin Beaver's." Louis gave me a slight glare.

I sighed, "I didn't post those things, and it's actually-"

"Like we said before, save it." Liam cut me off.

They don't want to listen to me... fine. I walked over to the couch, dropping my duffle bag on it.

"Boo!"

"Shit!" I jumped, almost falling over. everyone laughed at Niall, who'd just jumped up from under the cluttered mess on the couch.

"You mind placing your bag on me?" Niall smirked, laughing.

"I didn't realize someone was hiding in there." I rolled my eyes.

"I'll be hiding in a few places, grt used to it." Niall jokingly winked. The others laughed, shaking their heads.

I can already tell this would be a dramatical few months spent with them.

And I can honestly predict a future fight, or two breaking out.

I just hope that I won't get them to hate me anymore than they already do...

And somehow, I will find out who framed me, and prove my innocence.

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