~Harper's P.O.V~
"Jesus! You stink!" Leroy compliments the minute i walk on the bus.
"Aw, do i? wouldnt mind if i did this then!" the devious glare glimped on my face as i jumped on leroy and hugged the life out of him.
His huge tattoed hands tried to push me off but it wasnt working.
"I'll gas you!" i scream pushing my jumper on his face. Jim and Jake enter the bus and stare nonchantingly at our antics.
"Get her off me, man. She stinks!" Leroy beggs for help and soon enough four hands are grabbing me.
"you cheater!" i point my finger to Leroy as he flipps me off.
Soon enough im pushed in the shower, with all my clothes on.
"I'll pick you some goddamn clothes, ok? get your smelly arse ready for soundcheck!" Jim shouts through the wooden door.
these guys look after me well.
"please get me my gray beanie too!" i strip from my smelly clothes. I dont even know what they smell off. Whiskey and just.. i dont know but it stinks.
Getting in the shower, i let the boiling water soak me. Its relieving and refreshing.
i stare down at my thighs and realise how much of a mess i actually am.
what if rory is right? what if no one will ever love me?
These thoughts haunt me daily as tears are now falling from my eyes. I'm sobbing loudly by this point and my eyes are begining to sting and turn red.
"Harper, get out the shower and come out here." Jake knocks on the door as i realise they must have heard.
I wipe the tears frantically and wrap a towel around my body, A long one this time.
the shower turns off and i brush my hair, staring in the mirror at the same time.
my eyes are blood shot and my breathing is shaky. there is no way i will be able to hide this from the boys.
taking a huge deep breath in, i open the door to find all three men sitting on the sofa looking confused, upset and nervous. They soon create a space between them and pat the small space. I smile, and walk slowly, i can feel theyre eyes on me. But not in a creepy way.
i slomp down on the sofa sinking into it, i play nervously with my fingers placing my head down.
"whats up Harp? and dont lie and say nothing, because we heard you crying." Jake sounds truly interested but i dont answer.
"Its Rory again isn't it?!" Jim raises his voice making me flinch.
"Harp why are you scared of me! Rory has gone now, He will never bother you. Please dont be scared of us. We'll never hit you, you're our sisters. We love you okay?" Thats it. i couldnt help but burst into tears.
Why was i scared of Jim? He would never do such a thing.
"I-i'm sorry guys. I just hear is voice everday, in my head telling me that no one will ever love me. I sure as hell dont want anyones pitty" my voice hiccups every now and then. Leroy gets up and hands me some clothes.
"Stop thinking about him. You'll find someone so much better. No one will hurt you ever again. You're not ugly, you're individual. beautiful and any guy is lucky to have you. Look, what im trying to say is, all of us love you and we cant stand to see you like this alright? so bucker up and forget him. i know its easier said than done, but we'll do all we can to help you alright? please dont cry, please dont be scared of us." His plump lips meet my cheek. Kissing the salty tears.
"we love you. Now get dressed." Jake and Jim both kiss me cheek and leave me to get changed.
~Leroy's P.O.V~
We left the bus to let Harp get ready. Why is she scared of us?
"Did you see the way Harper flinched when you raised you're voice man?" i asked Jim who was taking a smoke.
"yeah, its crazy isn't it. She needs fixing. I'm glad Rory isnt around. He's caused her so much shit." his voice is short and sharp. Speaking through gritted teeth.
"yeah, no shit, she's scared of everyone." Jake takes a drag of Jims smoke.
"i think we should try and make her forget him. i hate to see her like this." i flick the smoke ln the floor and put it out with my shoe.
"We'll need alex for that then." Jim adds.
" We sure do."
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Hearts on fire. (A Vic Fuentes Fanfiction)
Fanfictionliving a rock and roll lifestyle is, not simple. Nor easy. Harper has been through some tough times. Hell and back. and, which ofcourse.. some scars still remain. She's handed her heart out, to only get it back in pieces. She's a fierce girl. hone...