You Saved Me From Myself. [One Direction]

Pain

“Avalon, It’s not fine.” I felt the anger in my voice

“Liam it’s not like you can do anything, can we please not talk about this anymore?”  Avalon asked. I do want to talk about it. I want her to know that she deserves better. 

“Yeah lets go inside” By now we about 200 feet from the bus and it was getting colder my the minute. I looked down at Avalon and saw her shake as she was only in shorts and a tank top. I softly placed my jacket around her shoulder and saw her immediately snuggle into it.

Avalon’s P.O.V

He put his North Face jacket on me. It immediately warmed me up, and the bats part, His sent was in it. It was a very masculine sent. Something woodsy. I felt him slip his arm around my shoulders. 

When we got back into the bus the Niall and Zayn were playing some XBox game while Louis and Harry were cuddling on the couch... I think I need some time to get used to that. I turned around to Liam who was just inches behind me and quickly handed him his jacket.

“I’m gonna head to bed, G’night” I turned to face all the boys on the couch, “Night guys”

They all said back in unison “goodnight Av”. So I guess they wanted a nickname for me or something.

When I was sitting there laying in my bed I felt something wrong. Like a part of me was missing. I kept getting a twinge of pain in my stomach whenever I tried to think of what it was, But then I realized it. Anthony. I left New York with Ant and I on bad terms, and it’s actually giving me pain. What time is it? I looked at the clock installed at the foot of the bed, its 2:13. Wait so whats the time difference? like 7 hours? Whatever, I need to rid my self of this pain. I hopped off of the bed looked around the small space for my purse. Not here... I walked towards the front of the bus and quickly saw it was squished in between Harry and Zayn. 

“Hey Harry can you pass me my purse?” I asked in a sweet tone

“Nope. Come and get it babe!” Really. Every freaking second the pain was getting worse and now he wants to wrestle me for it? no. 

“Zayn, can you hand me my bag?” I said and all of a sudden I felt a huge pang of pain on my stomach and immediately grabbed it. The boys saw that giving me questioning looks,

“Here, Are you okay?” Zayn asked

“Yeah I just need to call someone, bye.” I said walking out of the room.

I got situated back in my bed and took my phone out from the bag. I hit number 1 which was Anthony’s number. Thank god for speed dial.

ring ring ring. 

“Come on Ant! Answer me” I whispered to myself. Not even 2 seconds later he picked up. Oh god what was I going to say?