<pre style="line-height: 21px; white-space: normal; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">I awoke though the night again. If it wasn't for Riker grabbing me my head would have been colliding with the bunk above. I sob into his chest. I run my hand down his ribs remembering that blow to them just a few days ago. "How is your rib?" I look up at him my hand slightly resting on it "its just fine" he tries to smile at me "you know I'm the last person you can hide pain from?" I know he had lied, only to spare my feelings but it didn't work guilt hits me. He does shows with that broken rib jumping around acting fine when in reality he is in nothing but pain. I awoke the next morning before Riker did, although because of our positioning of sleeping I can't really move while he is sleeping. It doesn't take long for him long to wake up. He leaned forwards and kissed my head as soon as he was up "good morning beautiful" he whispered I can't help but smile back at him. Riker gets out his phone as he does most mornings looking through twitter to see what the fans are up to. I notice he turns the screen of the phone away from me. "What is it?" I ask he shakes his head "Riker just tell me" he shakes his head again putting his phone down. I pick it up and look for myself. At first I see pictures of Riker and I, the first was from when he first kissed me in the busy street witch seemed very easy to see how someone could have gotten it. But the other photos, they were from our date us sat at the table fingers interwoven, walking back to the hotel hand in hand, him cupping me face in his hands and kissing me, then the worst one. When he lifted my hand to tell me all of me was beautiful my arm is in full view in the photo. The comments that go with them vary from different people.
'Our new friend? Yeah okay more like Riker's girlfriend'
'Little miss no name works fast already got a Lynch'
'Ew. Look at her arm that's gross. What does Riker even see in her'
'More like little miss self harm she's not even pretty'
I stop reading and put his phone down knowing they were only going to get worse. I hand him back his phone and turn to face him. "So they don't like me then" I spoke "its just new that's all they will get used to it, I guess I have no choice but just to tell them the truth" he looked at me and half smiled "what are you going to say?" I ask but he doesn't reply just tapping into his phone. I don't ask what he has written partly because I'm scared of what he might have said.
Riker hands me his hoodie before we leave the bus, we walk towards the venue for tonight's show fans already stand outside waiting in the cold air. Riker, Ross, Rocky, Rydel and Ratliff all stop and chat to them as I stand back and stay quiet until two girls walk up to me. At first I'm taken aback wondering what they might say until one of them start talking "you're little miss no name right?" She asks I nod "oh my god! Are you going to be singing again? I seen your video from the other night you are amazing" the other half shouts half squeals "I'm not sure, we haven't talked about it" I answer her, "well we think you should you are so good" the first girl speaks again I smile at them "thanks it means a lot" they hug me and go back to chat with the members of R5. Once they are finished we walk inside the venue. "Dang it, I left my phone on the bus" I hear Rydel, "I'll get it for you" I smile at her she thanks me and I head back out towards the bus. I grab Rydels phone and step back off the bus, I notice a couple of girls staring at me. One of them say something and they start laughing. I just ignore it and walk back inside the venue.
"Did Riker tell you what he put on twitter earlier?" Rydel asks me pulling me away from the group, "no.. Should he have?" I question her still unsure if I wanted to know what words he had chosen to react to the photos. "He said that the fans should back off because to him you are perfect" I could see the smile on her face growing as she spoke "its only a matter of time before he asks you out" she winks at me and walks away. I can't help but laugh at her enthusiasm. I re-join the group as they are discussing me singing again, "we will see what the fans want" Ross suggests "sounds good" Ratliff adds they all nod in agreement.
They do the usual meet and greet then on the Q&A and sound check, then the show starts. No one asks me to sing, I'm pretty relieved to be honest. After the comments I read about myself I don't think I want to be on a stage singing to people. They finish off the show but before they leave the stage Riker starts talking to the crowd. "So I have seen a lot of tweets asking about our friend" he pauses and waves me on stage, I take a deep breath and walk to stand beside him, "we aren't going out" he looks are me and puts his arm around my waste, "but I do really like her and it might happen" he kisses my cheek softly leaving the crowd in awe as he says goodbye and we leave the stage. "So I'm not a secrete then" I half laugh "they were going to find out anyway, I may as well be the one to tell them" he smiled. The band go to do a signing before we leave. I stand a couple of meters from the table watching the fans faces when they meet them, how happy that few seconds makes them.
"You don't deserve him" I hear a girl from behind me, I look at her in confusion "he's too good for you. I mean look at you, you're revolting" she hisses at me. "Her hair is horrid" another girl adds pulling at my hair "so is her face" says the third girl grabbing my face digging her nails into my cheeks as she does so making me scream in pain. One of them pull me down by my hair the others kicking, scratching, pulling and jumping on me "RIKER" I scream. He runs over and starts pulling the off of me "GET AWAY FROM HER" he yells at them. He pulls me up off the floor and half carries half guides me back stage out through a side door and to the bus. "What happened?" He asks laying me down "they said you were too good for me and I didn't deserve you" I can feel myself fighting back the tears. "You know that's not true right?" He rubs his thumb over me cheek making me flinch at him touching the cuts I now have on my face. I can't fight them any longer and the tears start falling. "Maybe they are right, you mean so much to so many people, and I'm nothing, worthless" I drop my eyes to meet the floor, he lifts my chin up with his finger forcing my eyes to meet his, "don't give them what they want. Don't give up. You mean something to me, how can you possibly be worthless?" He doesn't take his eyes off mines "will you go out with me?" He finishes "you would go out with me knowing your fans hate me?" I ask "my fans will be happy if I'm happy those girls weren't my fans" he answers me I can feel the smile growing on my face "of course I will, don't let your fans beat me up again though" I laugh until I realise it hurts and try stop myself. He leans down and kisses me just as everyone walks on the bus. </pre>
