Diana

Chapter 2

Gemma, Paul, the boys, and I go on the tour bus.

Since the boys have an early interview, we have to spend the night on the bus. Paul and Louis are taking shifts during the night to drive the bus today.

The boys go to sleep from exhaustion along with Gemma. I, however, am not tired, so I decide to sit on the couch.

I decide to check my Twitter.

@KylaLovesMichaelAndZayn: You're so pretty! Don't steal any of our boys! ;)

@dianahoran130

Awww! I love it when fans say nice things to me.

And then there are the mean ones.

@MayaJeanPayne: What a whore. Nobody fucking likes you. Go back to where you came from bitch.

My eyes water from reading this.

Why do people have to be so mean?!

I look at more Tweets.

"Diana?"

I look up to see Harry shirtless in pants.

"What are you doing up?" I ask,

"Couldn't sleep. The question is, why are you up?"

"Same thing."

Without asking, Harry sits next to me.

"What have you been doing?"

"Twitter."

"Oh."

I look at Harry.

"What's been on your mind lately? This is your first tour with us." Harry says,

"Oh, uh, it's awesome. I've never been to a concert before, and I just love being with you guys. You all are like the brothers that I've never had. I mean, besides Niall. He is my brother."

"Oh, yeah, brothers. Right." Harry says,

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Okay...."

We sit in silence for a couple of seconds.

"Diana, would you like to go out sometime?"

My eyes widen.

Did Harry just ask me out.

He kisses my cheek and walks away.

"Where are you going?" I ask,

"Bed. I'm suddenly tired."

"Oh, uh, Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"About hanging out sometime? Yeah, I'd love to do that. Sounds fun." I say,

"Great."

He climbs into the bed on the top row, which I'm guessing is where he's sleeping.

I smile.

My "little" crush on Harry may have increased.

I should tell Gemma this.

Wait, what about Niall?

Being the overprotective brother that he is, what would he think of Harry and I if we became an item?

Shit....

He and Harry are best friends.

I don't think he'd mind.

But if Harry and I ever broke up and I was heartbroken.....

You know what? I'm not gonna think like that.

I can't afford to.

Before I know it, I fall fast asleep on the couch.