□□ He may be looking for commitment, but it won't be her. She does not want it to be her. □□
"Hey! Why are you hiding there? What are you doing?" Alex called out to Kirsten after staying inside the bathroom for 3 minutes already. Rian started to look for the spare keys of the bathroom on their little drawers.
Jack was talking to the bus driver. He was scratching his head, and he can't keep his hands off from the random things in the bus.
"Is she wounded?" Rian asked as he ruffled his hand through all the little trinkets and tools that they have.
"No blood in here." Zack answered after looking down and inspecting the dark marble floor.
Alex knocked again, then Kirsten finally opened the door.
"What happened?!" Alex asked, almost shouting. He immediately took her hands to see if she was wounded.
"I have a cut... uh... on my foot." Kirsten stuttered in answering. She tried to come up with an excuse.
The three looked down on her bare feet, "Where?" they all asked after checking it out quickly. There was no trace of cut or blood or wound. The bathroom floor was also squeaky clean and dry so they started to wonder.
"Somewhere. Ehhehe. I'm not feeling well, I'll just sleep for a while." then Kirsten swiftly walked to her bunk bed. She covered herself in sheets and pillows so they would get a clue of not to disturb her. She started to panic.
She still has to say about what happened that night, but then another problem came up. How can she explain everything all at once. How can she even start explaining it.
Then the three noticed that the bus stopped on the side of the road. Their driver went out after Jack handed a bill. Zack slowly stepped towards Kirsten's bunk bed, but Rian stopped him.
"She might be sick." Rian told Zack.
"Did you just paid him to leave?" Alex asked while walking towards Jack at the driver's area.
"No. I.. I asked him to buy something.." Jack looked unstable at that point. He was nervously looking outside, as the driver walked towards the convenience store that they passed by. He started playing with his fists as he looked around, trying to look for Kirsten.
"She went back to her bed." Zack informed him.
The smaller tour bus behind them started honking.
"Why don't you just buy it yourself? You are slacking off too much!" Alex continued to sermon on his panicking best friend.
Jack did not answer and was anxiously looking outside again. His hands were already sweating.
"What is happening? Kirsten is suddenly not feeling well, and you asked the driver to---" Alex turned from confused to a realization mode. They all were.
"Preg test." Rian said softly as he kept the bathroom key he found on the wine drawer, just to give everyone a reminder incase someone will be locked up inside the bathroom again. They slowly sat down on the couch. Jack was still by the door as the driver ran back to them. The driver handed the pouch to Jack and sat down to the driver's seat immediately.
The other bus honked again, but no one's coming out of it. Their driver immediately moved forward, back to their track.
Jack slowly walked towards Kirsten's bed, and the three just looked at him silently. With every big step he took, his heart beat became faster.
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Oh, Calamity!
FanfictionA Jack Barakat Fanfic He's a rock star, and she's a nobody. Their destinies were intertwined because of luck. Everything was going well until a shocker changed the course of everything. It was a fun night, for the four boys but for Kirsten? She's ha...
