Shutterbug (With Vic Fuentes and Niall Horan)

Chapter 12

I ran straight for my bunk, tears still streaming down my face, Jonas and Shelly were both gone so i was completely alone.  Once again, with only my thoughts.  I always believed that the worst thing was when your thoughts would consume you.  Because you can't shoo away your thoughts very easily like you can remove unwelcome people from your life.  But your thoughts, they're always there.

i opened my lap top, this is my first attempt to rid my thoughts from me, to throw myself into my work.  By doing this I uploaded both interviews i did today and the accent video i had put together, with the help from...Vic.

A shudder went up my spine and there were those damn butterflies again.  God dammit Vic! i thought to myself.  Why did i like him so much?  He really was not good for me.  He was about 6 years older than me, being 24 and all.  But then again, he had never given me a reason to not trust him, i mean, like he said, he was only trying to do what was best for me.  But what if he is best for me?

No, stop thinking like that!  I thought again.  Niall is clearly the right choice!  Niall is sweet and kind and so careful.  Maybe too careful?  I mean, being careful is good, that doesn't end in heart break.  it's safe.  But I've never been one to choose the safe option.  And look where that's got me.  My conscious is right, maybe it was time to take the safe bet for once?

A knock on the door brought me up from my deep thinking and i stood up, making myself some what presentable for the unexpected guest.  It was probably Jonas, or Shelly, but still, i didn't want to let on that i'm secretly dying inside.  it would look unprofessional.

I open the door, taken by surprise when i see Niall.  Well i guess im not too surprised, i mean i did run off from him.  He was being a gentlemen and making sure i was okay.  How sweet.  That thought was quickly ripped away when another male figure stepped out from behind him.  The figure was Vic.

"Uh, guys?"  I asked hesitantly, on the brink of tears again.

Niall took my hand and led me out of the bus.  "Lennon, don't worry, we talked things over."

I nodded.  "oh, you did?"

Vic stepped forward and glanced at the hand Niall was still holding.  "We talked and sharing you is out of the picture."  I wasn't sure if that was a joke or not but Vic smiled.  "So we came up with something else."

Vic looked to Niall and Niall spoke again, squeezing my hand.  "We're both playing the first set tomorrow, at 11:30."  He paused and i stayed silent.  "It's the last day of the tour, yes?  so it will make everything easier on all of us, no matter what way it goes."  His accent was captivating, even though it was stern and solid he still had a way of adding a little bounce to his words.

This time Vic spoke.  "We're going to let you choose who you want to be with, Lennon.  all you have to do is show up back stage at whom ever you chose's set.  if you don't show up to either, that's your choice."

"And no matter what happens tomorrow, there will be no hard feelings."  Niall looked me in the eyes when he spoke next.  "I promise."

Niall let go of my hand and they both walked away in different directions to their buses.  How was this supposed to help anyone, no matter what happens i end up breaking someone's heart.  I don't think i bare it because there's a little part of me in both of them, and i'd hate to see one of them leave my life forever.

suddenly none of that mattered, something Niall had said to me stuck out and stayed in my head, it had an un-nerving feeling to it. 

Tomorrow's the last day of the tour.  That means my paper of music through the years is due by the end of the day tomorrow and all i have is the first 2 paragraphs!