"Liam, are we almost finished here mate? She sure is a squirmer." He said directed back to Liam. Liam looked up and nodded. Niall let me go and I moved back to sit with Liam, snatching my phone back. Liam then pulled out his phone and began typing away.
"Oh Liam, please don't!"
"Spencer, don't try to stop me. You do not deserve any of that! They need to know that I am seeing it all." Of course all of us were registered to each others tweets so we always knew what was happening. All of our phones went off at the same time and I read the tweet. "Whoever keeps sending hate to my little sister, I hope you burn in hell! She has done nothing! Watch yourselves!" I looked at Liam to see him staring out the window with stern look.
"Liam...Thank you." He turned and smiled at me before hugging me tightly. He was expecting one of my snide comments probably. Especially based off of everything that happened last night. I was expecting to say something like that as well, but I could tell that this was really hurting him. I couldn't hurt him any more than I already was by dating Preston.
"I love you little sister." He whispered in my ear before tickling me, making everyone around us laugh. I punched him lightly in the chest and then rolled my head back while still laughing. My head was now forward and I could see Niall directly. His smile was huge, he wasn't laughing, just smiling. Why was I paying so much attention to what he was doing? Stop it Spencer, stop it. Paul walked back to all of us and announced that we had arrived. One by one, everyone began to unload the bus. I let Liam go in front of me and I was planning on following him out, but Niall grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
"Niall, what?" I asked as he pulled me into a hug. I pulled back just in time for Liam to turn around. "I'm right behind you!" He smiled and turned back around to follow Zayn out. I watched Liam step off the bus and then turned back to Niall who was still holding my hand. I quickly pulled away and looked up at his sparkling eyes and smile. No. Stop Spencer.
"You forgot to mention the hate that people send you. Why didn't you tell me last night?" He asked softly. I turned my head to see Gemma going down the aisle, leaving us for last. I pulled his hand and walked down the center aisle with him so we didn't look suspicious.
"Because I didn't find it incredibly important. I was more focused on my boyfriend troubles. We can talk tonight, okay?" Gemma turned around, shooting me a look. "Just kidding, maybe another night? Gemma and I need to talk with Liam about some things. Sorry." I finished saying. There wasn't a crowd outside, thankfully. Or else Niall and I would have been rumored dating because he followed me out of the bus.
We walked through the studio's back sections to the dressing room where the boys were going to get touched up. Gemma and I went with Lou to grab hair stuff. "Gemma, you get started on Zayn, I will start on Harry and Spencer, why don't you start on Niall?" She then asked her other two assistants to do Liam and Louis' hair. We separated and I went over to Niall, instantly grabbing the spray bottle.
"Don't soak me dear." He said teasingly. I rolled my eyes as I began spraying his hair. His hair was really soft, I never really noticed it. It combed really well and I could pay attention to where his brunette hair faded into the blonde. It was really beautiful. As I ran my fingers through it, each soft hair tickled my fingertips. I just kept running my fingers through it, pretending that I was doing it, but really just enjoying myself. I looked in the mirror to see that Niall had his eyes closed and his head laying back against me. I had to stop, Lou was almost halfway done with Harry's hair.
"Um, Niall could you hand me the hair spray?" He lifted his head and reached for the hairspray, handing it back to me. I continued to comb his hair and spray it into his usual style.
"Sorry there dear, just starting falling asleep to your head massage." He said with a smile. I just smirked and continued to do his hair. "Not talking to me then? You give great head massages." He needed to stop. Liam was looking over and I could tell that he was getting curious.
"Well my boyfriend could have told you that." I replied, regretting my words. Niall's smile faded from his face, but Liam turned away. I felt bad for shooting him down like that, but it needed to happen. I finished his hair in silence and then had to do his touchups on any zits he had, which was hard seeing how he had to face me. His face wasn't sad anymore, he was putting on a smile. "Why are you smiling?" I asked, confused.
