Sex, Drugs, and One Direction 2

take it to the grave

Niall Pov

Sam is finally back. I can't believe I actually got her to com back. She had just left my room and I took a seat on my bed. I lay back into the mounds of pillows as I thought about what I had done.

It was selfish of me really, and at the time sounded like a brilliant idea. I am so stupid though. I am in love with Sam and sitting here pretending to be her best friend is all I'm going to get. It was my idea to get her from he house only because I couldn't stand her being away any longer.

I needed her here, with me. This entire situation is sick and twisted. I'm in love with my best mates girl, I'm pretending to be her friend only because I know I can't have her, and she is 16 for Christ's sake!

This girl has slept with zayn, harry, and me. My encounter was unintentionally done toward her. Why do I love her? She has done nothing but cause problems for everyone. I mean the boys and I should be a lot closer and not fighting over a girl who is much younger than us.

It's a mess. Everything has changed for us and it will never be the same. Sam said she hopes it all turns out for better, little does she know that the only way is down now.

Sam POV

I had just got out of shower and changed for practice. I was excited to be back with everyone. Zayn left with Louis to go take a smoke break and I told him I'd meet him outside.

As I finished getting ready I grabbed my guitar and walked out the door. I spotted Niall at the end of the hall with security about to get into and elevator.

"Niall!" I smiled and ran toward him.

"Hey Sam." He spoke s the elevator doors opened. Security held the doors as Niall got in and I followed.

"I guess I'll ride down with you." I held onto my guitar case and he smiled quickly and then looked down at the ground.

Hm he must be tired because he is usually more excited in the morning.

We walked out to the parking garage and Zayn stood with Louis. "Hey babe!" He kissed my forehead. The cigarette smell lingered on him. For some reason I always like the smell of cigarettes.

Being the sweetheart he was, zayn took my guitar from me and carried it onto the bus. I followed behind as the bus took of to the stadium. They were having two shows in Atlanta because so many tickets were sold and it was bringing in more money.

All of the boys sat scattered on the bus. "Where do we head tomorrow?" I asked scooting closer to Zayn.

"Austin, Texas y'all" Liam said in an awful southern accent. I couldn't help but laugh at him as he pretended to ride a horse. Eventually the entire bus was cracking up at him.

We made it to the stadium and all loaded off. I grabbed my guitar and went in with the band leaving zayn and the boys outside.

We set up are equipment and I tuned my guitar. The stage manager went through some stuff with us. He made us go over certain parts in the song he thought weren't loud enough or needed to be fixed.

After running through them we stripped for a second to let the sound an pyro tech's go over things. I took a sip of my water as Josh played the drums a bit.

The boys walked in and starts singing random songs.

"Now Zayn, can you go over your last solo on track 5 again. It was a bit rushed last night and your mic kept cutting out." He nodded before doing just that.

His Mic cut out a few times before he stopped.

"I think I need a knew Mic." He said setting his down. "My headset is cutting out also."

The stage manager walked on stage and took it from him slipping it in his ear. He pointed at the sound guy and then to us to start playing. He nodded his head a bit and then squinted his eyes a few times.

"Yeah, we will have to order a new one. We can get a new Mic fir tonight, but the headset will be a few days." He nodded and sighed.

After a long two hours of practice we went backstage to change. I had forgotten how tiring all of this was. I mean we wake up, practice, practice with the guys, change, eat, warm up, play, hotel, leave, repeat. Every other day we had a break.

It was exhausting, but we'll worth it. I sat on a sofa in the band's room backstage eating fruit. I never liked eating a large meal before I got onstage because I was scared of getting sick.

"Ready?" Lou Teasdale asked. I nodded and got up to go to the makeup chair. She fixed mg blonde hair up and made me look presentable.

I smiled at the finished product and thanked her. It was 10 minutes till show. This was the part where we went on stage and played a song or two before the boys popped up. The crowds were always really loud and it was nerve wracking.

The videos started playing and the girls went wild. As the boys popped up they screamed so loud. I was happy to have ear plugs in. I started strumming on my guitar and doing what I love best, playing with one direction.

Niall pov

I watched Sam throughout the concert. I couldn't help it, I just liked watching her. I needed to stop though because I didn't need to start anything else.

I started interacting with the crowd more and not even watching her. Usually I would play my guitar and play next to her, but no more. I hate that I love her. It'll be a secret that I take to the grave with me.

When the concert ended we went back to the hotel to gather our stuff. Sam left quickly with zayn and I rolled my eyes. She would have to ride on the band bus, but knowing Zayn he would ask to switch with someone so he could be near his precious Sam.

He acts more like a father to her and its sick. I shook the thoughts out of my head as I climbed into my bunk and shut the curtain. I wasn't asleep for five minutes before the curtains got ripped open by Harry.

"Niall!" He said sternly. His curls peaked out of the bandana he wore and he had only a towel on. I was surprised he had that on.

"What?" I shouted annoyed and wanting to sleep.

He widened his eyes and put his han on his hip. "What is your deal?"

"I'm tired and would like to sleep without being woken up." I turned back over and shut the curtain. He sighed and walked away. I wasn't in the mood for Harry's antics. He doesn't understand sleep when he does it all the time.

He likes to play around after every show. I wasn't having it tonight and only wanted peace, peace away from everyone, and peace away from Sam.

I could already tell the rest of the tour was going to be long and not great at all.

(Hey guys! I just wanted to give a quick update. I have decided to make Gabriella Wilde the character for Sam. Please comment and vote! I love you all and can't wait for the things that are to cone for this book. If you guys have any questions please inbox or comment them. I will probably update again tomorrow just because I've had a lot of free time on ny hands.)