Choosing A Direction

~Chapter 7~

Then next morning i was startled awake by the booming voice of Chocolate Chunk.

""Waaaaakkkkkke uuuuuuuuuup, caaaaaalllllll!" he shouted up and down the hall until I heard someone, probably Harry, hiss that, "I'm awake, I'm awake!"

I nearly fell out of bed, but steadied myself, just in the nick og time. I groggily made my way to the shower to let the fresh warm water revive my skin. I got dressed in one of many white tank tops and khaki short shorts, along with the random black flip-flops i found. Tourist chic.

As i was fixing my hair, i frowned at my reflection. My hair was in tangled knots and my face was pale and boring from lack of make up--not that i needed it though, but a little mascara wouldn't hurt. Note to self: buy blow dryer and simple make up!

"Hurry up, we leaving in ten minutes!" shouted Chocolate Chunk, still in the hallway. Accepting that there wasn't much i could do about my hair, I twisted it into a sloppy bun, packed all my stuff in my back pack, and headed downstairs. I said good morning to Chocolate Chunk as i passed.

Surprisingly, Zayn, Liam, and Louis were already in the kitchen, shoveling bowls of cereal into their mouths and i followed suit with a small bowl of Cocoa Puffs. I had just finished the last chocolate ball of yuminess when Chocolate Chunk bounded down the stairs and ushered us to the bus that was waiting for us outside.

Harry and Niall rushed in just as the clock struck eight, like Cinderella leaving the ball; except there were dashingly handsome and male. They mumbled their apologies and took their seats, Harry in the booth seat across from me and Niall in the long bench seat in the back.

"Vas happenin'?," Harry inquired with  his usual grin.

"Nothing much, just gotta call my mom, gimme a sec," I informed him as i reached into my bag for my iPhone.

I dialed her nomber and she picked up after about three rings.

"Hi sweetie! Why didn't you call last night? Did you find a good hotel to sleep in last night? Are you enjoying Europe so far? We miss you already!" She said all this in one breath and i could hear her catching her breath over the phone. I chuckled.

"I forgot, no, there were some circumstances;yeah, its pretty intresting so far, and i miss you, too!" i answered.

"Huh?" I could almost see her ridiculously funny confused face over the phone and laughed again.

"How are you, Mom?" i asked politely.

"Oh, we're fine, us boring ol' Americans. Your father already left for work and you sister's at her summer job," she reported to me with a bored air to her voice.

"That's good. Tell Stacy i said hi, and remind me to mail dad something for father's day, you know how forgetfull i am,"

"Will do, sweetheart. Time for work, gotta dash, love you!" Mom said hurridely before hanging up.

"Bye," I said quietly into the now dead phone. I put the phone away and started to feel my first twinges of homesickness.

"Are you okay?" asked Harry, studying my face. I just shook my head, knowing that if i said anything, I'd burst into tears. Harry slid into my side of the booth and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me into his ches and i just let the tears flow.. He rubbed my back as he tried to comfort me.

"Shhh, it's all gonna be okay. The boys and i get homesickness alll the times when we're touring, but we make it work," he cooed. I finally pulled myself together and tore myself from his well defined chest.

"Sorry for making your shirt all snotty and nasty," I apologized sheepishly. He flapped his hand in a 'whatever' sort of way and went back to his side of the booth.

The bus was eerily silent, and i soon realized this was because everyone was trying to catch a few extra Z's before getting to the concert building. I actually got some sleep last night, so i was able to stay awake and alert as i crush some lime green pigs.

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"Mother fucccc--" I cried in furstration as i once again missed the structure entirely and my angry bird went sailing through the air and off the screen. I had been going at it for the past hour and was just about ready to throw my phone against the wall.

"Watch your language, young lady," chasited Harry teasingly. I snapped my head up in surprise. When did he wake up?

"Your cries of frustration woke me up, so i decided to do something about it," He slid into my seat and leaned in to look at my iPhone screen. For the next two hours, he taught some tricks to playing Angry birds and then went back to sleep. For once, I actually went a whole game without cussing out my phone.

The bus's driving slowed down and Chcolate chunk pulled into the back parking of the concert building. "We're here," he boomed, waking the boys. They rubbed the sleep from their faces and started putting on their diguises of hats, a trench coat, and giant sunglasses. Harry handed me a set, along with a long blond wig. I tilted my head in confusion.

"Why do need one?"

" Cause, you never know what paparazzi might be lurking around and who knows what rumors they would spread about you," he explained. I agreed with him and put on the diguise. Thank god we wouldnt be walking for long because the wig was extremely uncomfortable.

"Ugh, i dont know how you guys do it," I gasped as i ripped the the wig off my head. My forhead was already beaded with sweat. I wiped it with my a piece of paper.

"We make do," chimed Liam as he removed his disguise. The boys soon removed all of their disguises and went to the stage to start rehearsing. I occupied myself reading on this new app called wattpad that my friend Maelle suggested to me. I was right in the middle of an exciting chapter of White Liar when Chocolate Chunk interuppted me to go eat lunch. I crammed a racnch BLT into my mouth and sucked down some apple juice so i could get back to the story.

"What are you reading that has your attention not on me," whined Louis. I rolled my eyes. 

"Its a story called White Liar, it is sooo good," i gushed. It was Luois turn to roll his eyes at me and i pointedly ignored him.

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"Thirty to curtain! Boys, you'd better go get dressed as we make the finishing touches to the stage," instructed their manager, Paul. The boys obeyed and hurried off to their dressing rooms. When they came back out, each one looked either as yummy or yummier than the last. Harry caught me staring and grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. I blushed in embarassment and joined Paul and Chcolate Chunk in the the little hallway the looked into the stage.

The boys performance was fantastic. I watched in awe as they sung naturally in front of thousands of screaming girls without a trace of nervousness.

"By the sound of those screams, we're gonna have to sell Halls after the concert for all the sore throats," i muttered.

"That's a brilliant idea, Savannah! I'll go order some while we still have time. We're gonna make so much money off of this," said Paul excitedly. My eyebrows raised in surprise. I hadnt meant for anyone to hear me. I shrugged and went back to watching the boys.

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sorry it took me so long to update this chapter, my older bro is being a douche lately. vote fan and comment. thanx for reading :)