"Niall!" Harry yelled from his bunk on the tour bus.
"What Harry?" I replied tiredly. He didn't respond for a few moments.
"I can't sleep." He whined. I snickered and rolled over to fall asleep. It was exceptionally dark in the bus tonight. Nothing was different about the bus that would make it seem darker. And I guess it's not the bus that's dark. It's my mind.
I've been feeling very lonely lately, I haven't seen my family in forever. I've missed the feeling of being In love with someone. Being on the move constantly really restricts any intimacy with anyone who's not on the tour with you.
"But seriously Niall I CANT SLEEP!" Harry whisper yells. The other boys are in the same room as us, are they even awake? They're probably just ignoring Harry like I am right now. Except now I hear a voice come from above me.
"Harry. Go to sleep. I'm fucking tired and I want to get some damn rest." Louis says. Can't help but feel sorry for both boys. Ever Since fans tried to make "Larry" happen they have grown so distant.
I don't even know if Zayn is In the band anymore... He's in it sometimes and then he kinda disappears into his own little world. It's weird but I stopped questioning him and let the guy do whatever his heart desires.
We've been getting lots of physical training Lately, being everywhere in the world really makes you want to eat foreign foods. Someone has to keep us in shape for the hours of performance time we have. That was a really random thought.
I realize now how hungry I am. I get up to find some food to eat, tour busses always have food on them.
I search the fridge for some food. We only have healthy foods and I'm really wanting a Twix or something right now. We only have apples, salad, and some other random healthy stuff. Yogurt is always a good choice. I grabbed the last yogurt and sat down to eat it. A strange figure emerges from the shadows, it's a man.
"Who is that?" I ask.
"My name's Mark." He replied.
"And why are you on this bus?" This man was new, I really don't remember him.
"Erm, I'm the bus driver and physical trainer."
"What happened to our old bus driver?" His name was John, I remember.
"He quit... Like two months ago..." We both sat in silence for a while. I felt so bad that I never realized that John quit. He was cool, I never really spoke to him though.
"Wait. If you are the bus driver. And you are talking to me now and not driving. Who's driving?" I asked piecing everything together. We were moving so we couldn't be parked.
"Oh yeah I should probably get back to that haha." He said nervously before leaving.
There's something about that man, I just don't know what it is. But I will find out sooner or later.
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