Stuck : A One Direction Fan Fiction

Part 16

Part 16

While back stage at the concert I check out what the Twitterverse has been saying about me.  I know I am not supposed to be paying attention it but I can’t help myself.  I think my favorite nick name they’ve come up with is cougar in training. Rawr.  I know it’s only a matter of time that my name will get out there and I could say goodbye to my privacy.  I have a twitter name already but I really want to register with CougarNTraining.  Yes I think I will.

(CougarNTraining is taken, imagine that.  So I picked the next best thing Puma_N_Training.  It means the same thing and it’s less likely to be found.  I’m a genius.) 

I have come up with a plan not to be seen leaving the concert.  I am going to leave before the concert ends.  It’ll be boring being stuck on the bus but I have decided I’m going to sleep anyway.  I have let security know and head out to the bus.  It’ll be nice to get dome extra sleep since we have to leave for L.A. right after the show.

I thought I would have a short little cat nap and wake up when the boys got back on the bus.  Surely nobody could sleep through them goofing off but apparently I have because when I open my eyes I can tell we are on the move.  Harry is asleep next to me and I squint up at Louis to see him watching us.  “You’re a creep, Lou,” I say as I fluff up my pillow and slam my head back down.

“But you two are just too darn cute!” he playfully swoons.

“I know you’re just wishing you could join us,” I mumble, still half asleep.

“I thought you’d never ask!” he exclaims as he shoots up from his bunk.  I try to protest that’s not what I meant but nothing comes out as I am just too tired and next thing I know I an in a Louis/Harry sandwich.  If I wasn’t so tired I would get up and take over Lou’s bunk but I can’t move, instead I just drift off into dreamland.