HARRYS POV (for the first time)
----Between the last chapter and this one, the boys and Leah have been on the plane to L.A, and are back in the tourbus now, approaching the hotel...and Taylor (dun dun dun)-----
I'm a total mess. Why did I kiss her? I mean nothing to her now, but she means everything to me. When she went off about me and Taylor, about me loving her, I don't. I want Leah. I don't even love Taylor, she's just someone who I had to be with for managments sake. The fans don't even like Taylor, I know why. Taylor wants everythng her way, and if she doesn't, she goes off in a tantrum. What do I even see in her? What does managment even see in her? The world might never know. I know the contract with Taylor was only meant to last 6 months, and it's been nearly 2 years I think? But she managed to get her management to produce a longer one....One more month and I'm free- Hopefully.
I sit down with my head in my hands, I've already punched a wall and my knuckles are bleeding slightly, but that's the least of my worries now. Louis, Zayn and Liam are trying to calm me down, talking to me. But to be honest, all that is on my mind is Leah. I'm actually glad Taylor is not here with us, yet. Oh I forgot. She's coming down tomorrow. Great. Just what I needed . I let out a groan, rubbing my face with my hands.
'' Everything okay, mate?'' Liam asked me, being the caring one he is.
'' Taylor's down here tomorrow. Why can't she just leave me alone for a while. God I hate her. Why does Managment leave me with someone who I dont even like?'' I rattle on. This is what i do to get my anger out, and its working.
''To get the press off you and Leah, and to stop you looking like a player?'' Liam says me .patting my back. '' Don't worry, it will be over before you know it'' He gaves me a smile and I return it.
''I guess so.'' I sigh. He doesnt reply but go off to cook some food. I guess we will be in the bus for a while, and I hope it goes fast. On the plus side, Taylor is only on the tourbus for a week. A week of hell. Liam can get on with her civilly for a while -the others can't- but even he gets bored of her constantly going on about her ex's and talking about herself. That's one thing I love about Leah, she doesn't chat away about herself, she's selfless, and kind, and funny, beautiful..... Okay stop. I snap out of my thoughts, turning my attention to my surroundings.
It was all quiet in the tour bus, Niall calming Leah down, Louis texting Eleanor, Liam on the phone to Danielle and Zayn facetiming Perrie. They weren't talking too loud, more a sort of a whisper. I close my eyes, resting my hands on my forehead, drifting off to sleep.
I woke up with somebody shoving me. I slowly opened my eyes and Louis was stood over me.
'' We've just arrived at the hotel, c'mon'' He told me. I sat up, rubbing my eyes. Where are we?
'' Boo?'' I whisper-shouted. He turned back looking at me with a small smile. He loves it when I call him "Boo" or "Boo-bear".
'' Urm, where are we?'' I asked.
'' We're in LA, we have rehearsals soon and then a concert tonight'' He told me. I nod. I got my bags, and rolled them outside. Luckily, there was no fans around. As I stepped out of the tour bus, I instinctively look at Leah, she couldn't look me in the eye. She's avoiding me. And I don't blame her. Her and Niall were holding hands, making my blood boil. But then again, he treats her like the princess she is, they get each other. They're perfect. Ugh, no I can't even believe I thought that.
'' Okay lads, and Leah.'' Paul shouted for us to get in a circle, I notice Leah grinning when he added 'and Leah'.
''You have half an hour to get yourselves sorted, then we are off the the stadium for rehearsals, then we'll go and get something to eat, get ready for the concert tonight, is that okay?'' He asked as we all nodded. '' Leah, you will be coming with us, you'll be backstage with Lou and Lux.'' He told her.
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