On Tour With One Direction

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter 17

*AMELIA’S POV*

I am sat in the tour bus with the guys on our way to LA for a week. I am so excited! Even though I am not talking to Niall, and pretty much hate his guts right now, I am not going to let that ruin my week with my 4 best friends in an amazing city. The only thing that would make this better right now would be if Georgia was here. Oh and if Niall hadn’t cheated on me and I still had my boyfriend, but I’ll not go into that. Otherwise, this is the perfect life.

I lie in my tour bus bed on the laptop and pull open Facebook. (1) New Message. I click on my inbox and open up the message.

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Nathan Scott:

What happened Amelia? I was waiting at the airport for 5 hours and you didn’t show up. I knew it was a mistake coming back to you, stay out of my life Amelia.

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Woah! Me stay out of his life? He was the one who cheated on me. Jesus, some people are so self-centred. I quickly type and reply and shut my laptop off now slightly angry.

‘Whats got you so angry Amz?’ I hear Harry say from outside of my bed.

‘Erm..nothing.’ I reply simply. I jump down from my bed and flash him my best smile to make him drop the situation. I skip towards the kitchen to get something to eat because we are on this bus for a good few hours.

‘I miss my Gee-gee.’ Louis pouts from the living room.

‘How do you think I feel?’ Harry says.

‘How YOU feel? What about ME? She’s been my best friend for year’s guys!’ I joke. I miss her.

‘And I’m her boyfriend. I win!’ Harry sticks his tongue out at me before he steals my waffle that I had just taken out of the fridge. I narrow my eyes and glare at him.

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‘We’re here.’ Niall calls from the back of the bus. I run to the door so that I am the first one out.

‘Someone’s eager.’ Zayn laughs.

‘Shut up, I’m just really excited to see LA ok!’ I snap. I grab my case from underneath the bus and practically run up to the front desk where I see Paul checking us in.

‘Ok guys! You have one tiny meet and greet tonight at the LA Sports Centre and then you have the whole week off. Got it?’ Paul told us as he handed us our room keys.

‘Yup.’ We all nod.

‘Be back here in the lobby for 6pm and no later!’ Paul warns us. We nod again and then race to our room. I open my door with the room key and slip inside putting my bags on my bed. I look around the room completely in awe. The floor is made completely from wood. I walk through into the kitchen, on the wall is a small TV and a small bar area. The living room has two over-sized couches and a large flat screen TV fixed to the wall. My bedroom has a king sized bed with the finest sheets draped over it. I look out of the window and my breath catches a little at the view. It is stunning. The bedroom also has a huge en-suite complete with a bath, shower and toilet.

I run over to Harry’s room once I have done checking mine out. I don’t even bother knocking.

‘Harry! These rooms are amazing. How do we afford these?’ I scream whilst jumping up and down on his bed. His room is equally as nice as mine.

‘We are famous. We can afford anything.’ He replies with a cheeky wink.

‘But seriously, these rooms must have been so expensive.’