*Marcie P.O.V*
I wake up with a massive headache. Ive never had a hangover but im guessing this is what it is.
"Well shit" I hold my head.
I check my phone to see I have 4 missed calls from mom and 1 call and 6 messages from luke.
"Well shit again" I groan. I look at my messages from luke.
Luke: Wat? Lol
Luke: Marcie? R u ok? Did someone take your phone?
Luke: R u serious
Luke: since u asked, yea lol
Luke: sorry im bein weird...im not horny, well I am but im not
Luke: im gonna go now, night marc
What? I check my message that I sent him before...
Marcie: Are you horny??
"Oh my god" I gasp as I read my messages. I gotta call luke.
I dile his number quickly and sit up from the bed, regretting it instantly as my head pounds.
"Ouch" I grab my head just as luke answers.
"Hello?" a familar voice answers, but definitely not lukes.
"Um hi...its Marcie?" I say uneasily into the phone. Giggles fill the other line.
"Hia, its calum" the voice giggles as another boy whispers something in the background.
"Oh yea , ha thats a good one Micheal," calum says, thinking I didn't hear im guessing," well lukes busy right now, hes jacking off while staring at pics of you" he giggles and I laugh.
I hear yelling on the other side of the line. Somewhere in the voices, I hear luke yelling.
"Hey, marcie! So sorry. Whatever they said, don't believe it. I was just-uh-I was just getting some food" he says in a relieved tone.
"Yeaaa, sure ya were" I giggle," I just called to say sorry" I huff.
"Bout what exactly" he laughs.
"Well I texted you last night.." I pause.
"Oh, yea..." He pauses too.
"To be honest, I was drunk" I admit with a giggle. Luke laughs and sighs.
"Well im sorry for my response" he giggles, a cute innocent giggle.
"Your forgiven" I say in a laugh.
"Hey marc, I'll call you in a bit. I have to be at this stupid meeting with a couple of stuck up pricks" he groans.
"Well have fun with that Lukey" I laugh and hang up before he can ask about the small nickname.
Ugh. I just need some medication for this awful headache.
I walk out of the room to find Louis and Niall cuddled together outside the door. Zayn is laying across the counter with food set on his body and Liam is fixing coffee as he eats chips from Zayns chest.
"Morning, Liam" I yawn and join him in eating chips off Zayns chest.
"Morning" he smiles and hands me a bottled water and some pills. I smile and take them all at once.
"Thanks" I laugh. He just smiles in return. I look around the bus and realize Harry is missing. I frown.
"What all happened last night?" I ask Liam causously.
"Well, you missed the best of it. After all of you got drunk, except me, yall just were talking weird. Then you locked yourself into the bedroom. They got weird. Crazy shit happened. They passed out." He shrugged like that was it. Though it felt as if there was sonething missing.
"Oh..ok" I shrug and hop onto the counter by Zayn.
"Wheres Harry?" I ask after some odd minutes of silence.
"We stopped a few minutes ago because he said he wanted a breather. Hes just outside" he explains. I just nod and hop off the counter, heading outside. Not caring that I'm only in a sweatshirt and shorts, shoeless.
I walk down the steps and my feet hit the soft dirt. Its slightly colder here and very clear. Feilds of open grass lay before her. Its beautiful. The sun is barely rising over the landscape.
"Wow" I smile as I see the scenery.
"I know right" I jump as I turn to see Harry beside me.
"You scared me" I laugh but his face stays straight. He avoids eye contact.
We stay silent and just stare at the scenery.
"Harry?" I ask in a whisper.
"What?" He says rudely and snappy.
"Sorry...um are you okay?" I put my head down as I ask.
"Why would you care? Im just a confusing gay prick! A disappointment, a gaywad! I suck at singing! Why the hell would you care if I'm okay?!" He yells at me out of nowhere and finally makes eye contact with me.
"I was just asking, Harry! Believe it or not, I actually care! You don't know why I ever said those things either! So FYI, I never meant those things! I have a reason I said them, asshole" I finish and grunt in anger.
"If you never meant them, then why'd you say them!?" He yells back.
"I can't tell you Harry" I whine. He huffs in frustration and then starts to pace.
He stops in front of me, his face inches from mine.
"It hurt, ya know? It hurt alot...beilieve it or not, I actually care what you think. I wish I didn't, but I do. I care that you think I'm annoying, or I can't sing, or I'm gay. I care what you think about me, okay?" He says, out of breath.
I stare at his face as he does the same. I want to tell him, but I can't...I won't.
*Harry's P.O.V*
I stare intently at her face, waiting for her to respond.
She says nothing...absolutely nothing. I wait but nothing comes. She just stares at me.
I lean closer to her face, but she moves.
"We gotta leave" she says under her breath and moves back into the bus.
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I know I sux alot so watever!
ANYWAYSSSS IDK WAT ELSE TO SAY SO I GUESS IM GONNA GO NOW
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Fanfiction"I've always wanted to be one of those people who didn't really care much about what people thought about them...but I just don't think I am." ~Harry Styles
