Okay, so here's Chapter Three.
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"You all set?" Niall asked.
"I think I'm good! Go sing your heart out!" I said.
He clutched his heart, "What?"
I shook my head, "Go before Paul gets mad."
He sighed, then headed to rehearsal while I sat on their tour bus.
"What to do. What to do." I muttered.
I wondered around their bus. Suddenly, my phone began to ring. I smiled, "Jason! Your back!"
"Hey, babe. I missed you!" he said.
"I missed you, too!" I said.
"So where are you? I dropped by your house to surprise you and your mum said you weren't there." he said.
"I'm...it's a bit hard to explain over the phone..." I started.
"Well, I'll meet you somewhere." he said.
"Okay. Where?" I asked.
"Our café? Half an hour?" he asked.
"Um, yeah, okay." I said.
"Love you." he said.
"Love you, too." I said.
We hung up, and I sighed. I should at least tell the guys were I'm going...I grabbed a notepad and wrote on it, saying aloud what I was writing.
"Dearest One Direction lads(and Harold),
I've gone out to meet a friend. I'll be back by midnight. Don't wait up for me, see you in the morning!
Xoxo, Bambi
P.S. if you need me, here's my number..." I wrote my number, then smiled in satisfaction.
I walked into the back and grabbed my bag of clothes. I quickly showered and changed into some dark red(almost maroon) shorts that stopped two inches or so below my butt, a black and white striped v-neck tank top that tied in the front so my belly button ring showed.
I slipped on some black vans and a black hoodie, then brushed my hair and threw on a grey beanie and headed outside. I walked away from the arena and hopped on a bus to the café.
"Andi!"
I turned, "Jase!" he picked me up and spun me around.
"Oh, I missed your beautiful face!" he said, pecking my lips.
"As did I. So how was Paris?" I asked.
"Amazing. My mom has some crazy friends." he laughed.
"It's Paris, what did you expect?" I asked.
We walked into the café, signaled to Mike behind the counter that we wanted our usual, then sat down in our normal booth.
"So how've you been? Anything could happen in a week." he said, once we got our beverages.
"Well, I found this picture in some of that stuff that's been packed away in my closet forever, you know?" I asked, then continued when he nodded. I explained the happenings last night and today.
"One Direction's Louis Tomlinson is your brother?" he asked, quietly.
"Apparently." I said.
"Wow." he said. "And you just snuck onto their bus?"
"Well, the window was open..." I said, sheepishly.
He shook his head and laughed, "Andi, Andi, Andi."
