The diagnosis

Chapter 26

Andy's POV

When all the boys woke up, I could still feel the bus moving. It was bright and sunny outside as I watched the building move as the bus spead down the highway to our next destination. My head kept drooping every once in a while. Everytime I got close to falling alseep, one of the boys would throw something at me.

They were all watching a movie that I didn't relly know the name of. I couldn't focuss on anything. My eyes would even roll around randomly, not being able to keep focussed. "Jeez, you look like a bloody zombie." Louis laughed. Harry looked over at me. "Are you feeling alright?" Harry asked. "Yeah, you know, just a zombie. i'm going to eat your braaaiiinns." I said in a weird voice.

Louis fell off of his chair laughing. Everyone else laughed at my curled hands and funny face as I looked at Harry like I was going to eat his brain. Harry gave me a funny look but joined in on the laughter. I was starting to think I was going into that over tired stage where all you want to do is laugh or be hyper.

I looked up at Harry's side profile as he intently watched the movie. I could tell he noticed me staring. I slowly poked his face, again and again. Until a dimple formed under the spot I was poking. "What are you doing?" He finally asked as he laughed. I giggle. "I donno, I'm just overly tired right now, and reaaally hyper." I spoke really fast.

"Oh no." Liam said. I looked at him quizically. "She's just like Louis." I smiled at Louis. He gave me a misgievious look. I jumped up from the couch and quickly ran to the other side of the bus. "Where is she going?" I heard Niall ask. "I don't even know." Harry said with a laugh.

I began walking the length of the bus, doing a weird little turn to go back the direction I came. I could see the boys giving me a weird look. "Don't worry about me. Just ignore me, most people do." I said with a small giggle, even though the memory kind of hurt. "Don't say that, you're family now. We won't ignore you." I smiled slightly despite my unexplained sadness.

I heard someone stand from the couch, but kept walking to the other side of the bus. As I turned around to start another loop when I nearly jumped out of my skin. Harry had followed me and now placed his large hands on either side of my face. "Are you doing ok?" He asked with his eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

"Yep, just really really tired, and when I'm tired my emotions sort of go everywhere." I giggle again. Harry nods uncertainly and walks back to the couch with the boys. I hear them wispering as I continue to walk aimlessly around the bus. I begin feeling my hyperness drift away and finally trip on my own feet and fall to the grown with a *thump*"

I heard a chorus of "Are you alright?" from the tv area. I groan. "Yeah. Just gunna take a nap." I mummble. I feel firm hands pick me up and carry me to the couch where I curl up. I get a wiff of Harry's familiar scent and confortably cuddle into his side. "Do you think she'd be allowed to sleep now?" He asks. "Yeah, I mean, It's already getting pretty late."

"You want to go to sleep?" Harry asked quietly. I nodded into the side of his chest. I got up onto my own feet while Harry gently placed his arm around my waste, just incase I was too tired to walk. I looked at the taken beds, already knowing which belonged to who from when the boys went to sleep. I cranned my neck to look at the top bunk of which would be mine.

"Do you want some help?" I shook my head stubbornly. "Can you even reach it?" Harry chuckled slightly. I made a face at him, not quite feeling the effects of how tired I was, anymore. "I've been short my entire life, I've learnt to handle myself." Harry chuckled once again. I noticed Louis stand up and peer down the hall to see what I was going to do. The other boys joined him curiously.

"Guys I'm just getting into a bunk, I'm not doing a sit com."I said sarcastically. "Well exuse us for being curious and expecting the possibility of you falling. I mean you did trip over your own feet just a few minutes ago. It's funny." Louis said. I stuck my tongue out at the boys. Harry laughed from beside me.

Harry's tall frame allowed his head to just peak over the edge of the top bunk, showing how far my small frame would have to climb."You guys do know it's not that hard to climb up some bunks." They just shrugged their shoulders. Wanting to entertain them somewhat, I pushed of of either side and ninjad up to the top bunk. The other boys laughed but then went to watch more tv.

Harry leaned his head on his hands that were laying on my bunk. "Do you want me to stay with you, or sing or something?" He asked with a smile. Aww. he actually loved being needed like I needed him. He loved to do me little favors. I smiled at him. "Only if you lay down in your bunk because your tired too. I will not allow you to be exhausted for your next show." He smirked at me and planted a kiss on my lips.

I smiled into the kiss and he finally pulled away. He pulled off his trousers and shirt, leaving him in just his boxers. I attempted to hide my blush. When I heard Harry's deep laugh, I knew my attempt had failed.

Instead of making myself more awkward, I turned around in the bunk. I heard the rustle of blankets and TE slight groan of the bunk as he got comfortable. Down the hall I could hear the noise of the TV that the other boys were watching.

Harry's bunk was directly underneath mine so I could hear his even breathing. A beautiful hum reached my ears as he began quietly singing. I turned back around and pressed my cheek to the pillow. Within no time, I was out like a light.

Hushed laughter woke me from my slumber. I felt my arm was hanging out of the bunk so I lifted it to rub my tired eyes. It felt very heavy. 'Whats going on?' I wondered as I shifted and succeeded in bring my arm up to my face. A band sounded from underneath me.

I jumped and banged my head on the top of the bunk, forgetting how small the space actually was. The hushed laughter now began to roar. I blinked again and became more aware of everything. I had been holding Harry's hand while we both slept. The *thump* what his arm falling when I let go.

"Andy!" Harry's morning voice asked anxiously. "I'm fine. I'm good." I looked up at the boys who were just standing there, chuckling with each other. "What's so funny?" I asked. I reached my hand up, thinking my hair was everywhere. Louis shrugged and all of the guys went into a forced silence.

I could still see the humour in their eyes though. "Oh nothing, just on Twitter." Louis said with a sneaky smile. I jumped out of the bunk, forgetting how high it was. I stumbled slightly, only to be steadied by Harry's warm, strong arm from behind me.

I smiled at him gratefully ad reached to get my phone. Once I got it. I leaned on Harry's bunk and noticed I had a tone of notifications piling up. I raised my eyebrow slightly. My heart also picked up its speed slightly, afraid that it was all just hate.

I was being mentioned in a lot of tweets. The most retweeted was from...

Louis.

I raised my gaze to see Louis and the boys grinning at me and Harry who was peering over my shoulder. I clicked on the link an gasped. Louis had posted a picture of me and Harry reaching out for each other and holding hands as we slept. It actually wasn't a bad picture.

I loved it to be honest. He posted it while saying "the two lovebirds, can't even be separated in sleep :) aha get me a bucket! ;)" and he tagged me and Harry in it. I quickly saved it and looked over my shoulder to see Harry smirking at me. I shrugged my shoulders slightly, a blush creeping into my cheeks.