#Joke

Chapter 4: Jo's POV

"Here let me get that for you," a grinning Calum said as I load my two suitcases under the bus; my purse was on the ground beside me.

"Oh no that's not necessary, I can handle it-"

"Don't be silly," he grabbed them & with ease then placed the suitcases in a neat stack. I couldn't help but noticed the rippling muscles in his tan arms & I thanked a million times whoever invented bro tanks. "Pretty girl like you shouldn't have to lift a finger," He says looking down at me, his height more adorable then intimidating.

"Oh well, gee, uh thanks." I said sheepishly, feeling the blush rise to my cheeks, "I'll see you inside?"

"I look forward to it." he gave me a smile then jogged back into the house.

Gato meowed from my bag & I exhaled not realizing I was holding my breath.

This was new, this was different. I barely got attention from girls to become friends with let alone guys. They seemed nice enough, & obviously that was his goal: to be friendly.

I walked inside the long bus, my bag in hand & Gato in the other. I placed Gato on the ground beside my foot & when I looked up I was astounded. My jaw reached the floor in amazement.

"What even," I mumbled.

"Yeah it's pretty great right?" Ashton said as he picked up Gato.

"This is more than great! Pinch me, throw a bucket of cold water on my face, play the symbols do something because I must be dreaming."

There was a fully stocked little kitchen area with a round table beside it. To the right of the kitchen was a small hallway that held the built-in-the-wall bunks, three & a bathroom each side. I relaxed knowing there were two bathrooms. Further back you could see a split to what was the lounge area, & what I guess is a music room. I raced to the music area & my breath hitched.

There was a small piano, an acoustic & electric guitar, two bass guitars & a drum set in the far corner & a couch against a wall. You could tell the bus was huge from the outside but I couldn't imagine this ever.

I stood in the doorway, still trying to catch my breath when warm hands met my waist, moving past me.

"Sorry love, I think I left my notebook in here earlier." It was Luke, his hands left as quick as they came & I could still feel them there even when he walked past me.

"Hmm, I don't remember reading anywhere that you called girls love.." I murmured to myself not expecting him to hear it but he did & immediately blushed.

"Ha ha, oh um I'm sorry I didn't mean it offensively or anything, I don't know what came over me sorry." he was acting so sheepishly that I couldn't help but laugh.

"It's cool, I like the way it sounds with your accent."

I didn't move from the doorway, still admiring the contents of what was to be my favorite place for the next couple of months.

"It's pretty wicked isn't it?" I break the silence making my way over the piano, as he searches under the couch cushions.

"The room? Oh yeah, it's amazing. We had one on the tour with One Direction & you wouldn't believe how much time I spent in it."

I sat on the bench & ran my fingers over the white keys. I softly played a note & then another, humming along to each one.

My eyes had fluttered closed & it was like the world was now swarming with the sound of the two notes. I opened them & saw a beat down black leather notebook.