Wrong Number ☆ Oliver Sykes

☆ 6 ☆

"Wake up!"

My eyes shot open and I saw Oliver looking at me.

"Why did you wake me up?" I asked him.

"Well, I have a question for you," he told me.

"Okay," I said, "Ask away."

"Do you want to go home or stay with us for the rest of the tour?"

"What?" I said in disbelief.

"The guys and I talked about this, this night and we decided to give you this opportunity."

"What about Hayley, though?"

"She can come too if she wants," he shrugged.

"Mate," Nicholls said, approaching us, "There are only six bunks."

"So?" Oliver asked.

"Well, nevermind then. She can sleep in the same bunk as me," he winked.

"No, is not going to happen," Oliver replied.

"The two of you are dorks," I spoke up.

"Sure, but are you coming or not?" He asked.

"Well, yeah, of course," I smiled, "Let me text Hayley."

*Texts*

Me: GIRL PACK YOUR BAGS RIGHT NOW. WE'RE COMING TO PICK YOU UP

♡Hayley♡: what?

Me: do you want to go on tour with your fave band or not?

♡Hayley♡: Yes

Me: pack your bags then. we'll be there in 10

♡Hayley♡: k

*End of texts*

"Okay, I think she's coming."

"Good," Nicholls said, "I'll tell the driver."

"And I'm going to go shower, if you don't mind," I said.

"Okay, the bathroom is right there," he said, pointing to a door.

"Thank you."

~*~

As I came out of the shower, we had arrived at my house. I immediately ran out of the bus and pulled Hayley into a hug.

"You should've texted me yesterday night," she said.

"I forgot, sorry."

"I understand, though. With all those nice looking guys on that bus," she laughed.

"Let's go," I said, walking towards the bus.

"Ello," Jordan said as soon as we entered the bus.

"Hi," she paused. "I'm trying so hard not to fangirl right now."

"Well, we're just humans too," he laughed.

"Very talentedd human beings then. I'm Hayley, by the way."

"I guess you already know my name."

'Yes, I do," she laughed.

The others came in soon after and they all introduced themselves to Hayley.