Diana's POV:
After talking with Harry, I immediately fell asleep in Niall's bed. It strongly smelled of food.
I woke up to yelling.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED?!" Niall yelled, making me almost fall off his top bunk.
"I would have slept in my own bed, but it seems like you and Caitlyn were having a good time in there!" I yelled with a cheeky wink, "I hope you two used protection!"
This made Niall turn red.
"WE DID NOT DO ANYTHING OF THAT SORT, YOU DIRTY MINDED CHILD!" Caitlyn yelled.
"Cait, you're not fooling any of us. You missed a button on your shirt," I said, winking once more and running towards our bus before they could run after me.
(Author's Note: If I don't update after this, it's because my friend killed me for writing this. XD)
Harry's POV:
I got up earlier this morning to try and find Boo-Bear. He's the only one I could trust with my plan. I found him on the mini couch, sleeping. I pushed him off, knowing that that would be the fastest way to get him up.
"What the hell, Harry?" Lou said, annoyed.
"Boo-Bear, I need your help," I said, giving him puppy dog eyes.
"Alright. I'm assuming this is about Diana, so let's go to the top of the bus," He said sleepily. Once we climbed to the top of the tourbus, he said, "So what's the master plan, Haz?"
"You know how mangement wants some help for the venues?" I said.
"Yeah, sure. What about it?" He asked, still half asleep.
"I was thinking, maybe I could dress up as another person, help on the venues, and get to know Diana a little better so I could get her back," I said nervously. Lou thought about this, looking worried.
"You do realize she'll kick your ass if she figures it out right away, right?" Lou asked, worry lacing his face.
"That's why you're helping me with the disguise," I said.
/////////////////////////////2 Days Later/////////////////////////////
Diana's POV:
The new venue helper, Alex, was starting today. I was assigned as his guide, although I don't know why. Either way, I get a hundred bucks for helping him, so I'm not gonna argue. I was putting in the finishing touches to the outfits, when a tall blonde came in.
"Hi, I'm Alex," He said, extending his hand. I shook it, a little wierded out by the odd sounding American accent.
"Hey, I'm Diana, the boys' stylist. Welcome to the team!" I said, smiling.
I showed him around, telling him the details of what he would have to do in each city, etc., etc.
"How about I take you out for some dinner, since you're new?" I asked.
"S-sure, that'd be great." Alex said nervously.
What is up with this guy?
////////////////////////////////////////One Month Later///////////////////////////////////
It turns out that Alex was a great listener. He was willing to learn a lot about me. I liked that.
"Can we play quickfire again, Di?" Alex asked, pleading.
"After you finish helping me with these clothes. That goes there, and this goes here," I said, a little sick of organizing clothes. That was saying a lot for a girl who loved fashion.
"Okay. We're finished now! PLEEAAASSSSEEE DDIIIAAANNNAAAA??!!!"
"Okay, okay! Stop yelling! You know how that hurts my hearing!" I said, annoyed.
"And how did I learn about that?" He said cheekily.
I rolled my eyes and said, "By playing quickfire..."
"That's right!"
I stuck out my tongue at him, knowing that I wasn't really annoyed, just miffed. Hopefully his friendship will help me get over Harry.
