What did I do to deserve you?//L.R.H.

CHAPTER 33

-Lea's POV-

The whole hate thing has become so much worse. Sure, there are the supportive and loving fans who tell me not to worry and not to give a shit about what the haters say but it's not that easy. I just don't understand why they only hate me.

"Are you ready babe?" Luke asks as he exits the bathroom. They finished their shows in London and now we're going on the bus again to head to the rest of Europe, more specifically, Italy.

"Yeap." I put my guitar back in the case and pick up my bags from the floor.

"How's the song going?" he locks the door behind us and I press the elevator button.

"It's okay, I guess." I shrug. "I don't have much experience with these things."

"I know." he laughs. "But you know the C cord now."

"Yeah." I glance at him. "But not thanks to you."

Liam was nice enough to teach me the C cord, unlike my friends who thought I'd never learnt how to play the guitar fully.

"I admire his patience." my not so funny boyfriend jokes.

"I will just ignore you." I shake my head and pretend to be offended just as the elevator doors open and we're down at the lobby with the others.

"So, the couple is ready?" Niall jokes.

"I should have insisted on Eleanor coming to the tour." Louis says sadly as Janet hugs him.

"Don't worry Lou. You'll survive." she says and he smiles.

"Get your fucking bags fucking ready cause the fucking bus is fucking here." a sleepy Michael groans.

"Whoah, I didn't know that it was possible to fit so many fucks in one sentence." Harry jokes and Michael glares at him.

"Dude, it's fucking five in

the fucking morning. I can fucking say as many fucking fucks as I fucking want."

"Okay Mike, calm down man." Calum says and gets out to the screaming fans outside the hotel, pulling Michael with him.

"He's really grumpy when he has to wake up early." Ashton explains as he re-enters the lobby.

"Tell me about it." Emily said, rubbing her eyes. "I don't like waking up either but I'm not like that."

The bracelet Luke gave me a week ago, when he insisted on us going out, clings as I pick up my bags. I walk out with Luke and the fans cheer. Some of the fans scream some hurtful things but I try not to let them affect me. Instead, I stop in front if a fan who screams my name like there's no tomorrow.

"Oh my god, you're- You're Lea!" she squeals.

"Really? I thought I was Luke." she laughs at my miserable try to joke.

"Can I get a picture?" she asks excitingly.

"With me?" I raise my eyebrows.

"I mean, if you want to." she mumbles.

"Yeah, it's just that I've never been asked to take a pic with someone before." I smile as she hands me her phone and stands next to me.

I give my best smile and shoot the picture.

"Thanks." she squeals again as she runs around.

"Hey, wait!" I call out. "What's your tweeter name?"

"DanaiStyles." she yells back.

I lift my bags again and walk in the bus with the others.

"Where were you?" Luke asks.

"A fan wanted to take a picture with me." I say and drop my bags. Ashton takes them and puts in another room.

"Really?" he asks and I nod.

"I was as surprised as you are." I nod and he takes my hands in his smiling.

"Don't be." he says. "Because now you are a celebrity. And of course you're gonna get hate, but there are times like these that are worth everything."

I nod and he rests his forehead on mine for a moment before Michael interrupts us.

"Go have sex in your banks not here."

We both laugh and head to our banks to get some more sleep.

"Night Lea."

"Goodnight Luke."