Fame || LRH

Chapter Eighteen

Josie’s POV

The tour manager came and pulled Luke away since the concert was starting in less than five minutes and I couldn’t help but feel grateful for that. It was so hard. Having to act strong all the time when all you wanted to do was hide yourself from the world. I liked to think that there was good in everyone… But that usually gets me screwed over in the end

I was in the tour bus long before the concert had ended because I just needed to be alone. For once I needed to be alone. I felt myself drift off into sleep before I was rudely awoken by the loud noises of those four boys. I was in my own bunk facing the wall as I tried to force my eyes to close so I could escape reality for a little bit until Luke’s voice entered my mind

“Josie,” he whispered sliding the fabric to the side to open the bunk

“I know you’re awake,” he continued placing a hand on my shoulder which I quickly moved away from

“Leave me alone,” I muttered scooting in closer to the wall to create even more space between us

“The text… It was real alright? But you don’t know the whole story,” he said

“I don’t want to know the whole fucking story Luke I just want you to go away,”

“Let me explain,” he pleaded

“Leave me alone,” I repeated

“She asked me to make you fall for me, but I was already in love with you before that,” he confessed

I didn’t move. I didn’t even know what to say. Love? Did he really say love? Those were the only words processing through my mind right now as silence filled the air with the rest of the guys piling into their bunks to sleep

“I know you’re still mad at me, but I just needed you to know that,” He whispered

"I’m sorry," He finished before finally sliding the fabric back leaving me alone in my bunk again

I let out a deep sigh as I heard him shuffle into his bunk under mine. I couldn’t even think straight. I didn’t know whether to believe him or if this was all just another lie. I had a mix of emotions in me, anger, sadness. I just wanted us to be happy. I wanted to be with him. But of course our other lives got in the way. That’s how it always was. Fame was everything to some people. You just have to know who those people are. But I don’t anymore. I’ve been in this business for almost five years now and I still don’t know

I woke up the next morning in a different state. I think we’re in New York, or at least that’s where we’re supposed to be according to schedule. The guys had a talk show to do here in the afternoon, so we found a hotel out here to stay in since we’d be here for two days for the concert tomorrow. It was 11 am and I was surprised to find the rest of the guys up this early voluntarily. The interview didn’t start until 4, and we liked to stay in the bus more than the hotel. Even though we were parked outside the hotel, he bus was like our home, no matter where we went, the bus was always with us, instead of hotels that changed with each new location we arrived in.  

I walked out into the lounge/kitchen area of the bus, but only Calum, Michael, and Ashton were out. I didn’t know whether or not I should ask about Luke’s whereabouts because I didn’t even know if I wanted to see him myself. Even though I didn’t ask, Ashton already knew exactly what was on my mind and answered for me

"He went into the hotel, he said that he didn’t want to bother you anymore," Ashton said as I grabbed a water from the fridge

"Do you wanna talk about?" He said quietly so only he and I could hear