After my run in with "Mysterious Mark" I went straight to sleep.
I woke up to Harry shaking my shoulders.
"Get up Niall we have to do conditioning and stuff today." He said. Conditioning sucks. I hate any physical activity, I mean I like performing but running? No way.
I looked out the window to see where we are. We're in some kind of trailer park. "Guys, are we doing conditioning in a trailer park?" I ask whoever is there.
"Yeah I guess so." I turn around to see who said it. It was Zayn. He's still in the band?
"You're still in the band?" I ask.
"Yes Niall I'm still in the band." He says while rolling his eyes. I found a few waffles in the fridge to throw in the toaster for breakfast. I'm so lame, I didn't even put anything on my waffle.
"Boys!" The voice came from outside of the bus. And then the voice repeating the same word again... Only louder. Then again. This time I decided to go outside and see who was yelling at us.
The voice was a bit familiar. As I walked down the stairs that lead outside the bus I saw him. Mark.
(A.N. SO THIS FANFIC IS OBVIOUSLY NOT FACTUAL. MARK IS NOT THE BUS DRIVER BUT IN THIS FANFIC HE IS. GET OVER IT. AND I KNOW NIALL ISNT EXACTLY LIKE HE USUALLY IS BUT WHATEVER. I WILL BE UPDATING SOON. LIKE REALLY SOON. IM SORRY IF THIS FANFIC MAKES DIRECTIONERS MAD BECAUSE IT IS NOT EXACTLY CORRECT BUT LOL GET OVER IT. LUHHH YA BYYYYEEE)
