I've Got This Friend ( c.h )

Chapter 2

"Hurry up and get ready will ya?" Calum pestered me through the door. "I have a bet to win." Calum was being the impatient little fuck that he always was and insisted that we go and see who would win the bet. I looked like shit due to the fact that I wore sweatpants on the plane and there was no way that I was going to meet One Direction in sweatpants.

"Shut up. It's hard changing in this little bathroom space." I complained. I've changed in some weird places before, but this tour bus bathroom definitely had to be the smallest place ever.

"You should've just changed out here or in the backroom."

"And risk having the boys walk in on me? No thank you. Not to mention the fact that you'd walk in on me changing just to piss me off." He knew I was right so he didn't say anything back to me.

I walked out of the bathroom in a pair of shorts and his sweater, just in case this was the last time that I would ever get to wear it. My hair was in a messy bun and the clothes that I had worn on the plane were in a ball in my arms. "I won't always have to change in there, right?"

"Oh no. We'll be at hotels a lot. In fact, we're going back to the hotel tonight to meet up with Luke, Michael and Molly because they didn't come to the stadium." Calum stared down at his phone, probably tweeting fans.

"Why are you and Ash here if you don't have to be?"

"We were bored and didn't want to hang out with Luke and his mom or have to listen to the love birds." Cal laughed. "Plus we wanted to explore the venue." He explained before he placed his phone into his pocket. "Nice sweater."

"Thanks. It's my favorite."

"Well, remember how it feels 'cause this will be the last time that you wear it." I rolled my eyes at his cocky comment.

"Lead the way Mr. Hood." I let Calum walk off the bus first and walked down, standing next to him and waiting for him to walk so I could follow him. He stared down at me with some stupid smile on his face as if he was laughing at me. "What?"

He shook his head and ruffled his hair quickly. "Nothing. Let's go find those One Direction boys." Calum lead the way, placing his arm around my waist and pulling me in closer to him. It wasn't anything out of the normal for Calum so I just went along with it.

"So, what are the plans for tomorrow?"

"I think Luke and I were planning on going shopping with Liz in the morning and then going to the beach with everyone else. If you don't want to though you and I can do something else." Calum suggested.

"No! I'm fine with shopping. Plus, I love the beach. I have a new bikini too!"

"OMG! A new bikini? Like how exciting oh my god." Calum tried to make fun of me. The problem was that I didn't talk like that and he just sounded stupid.

"Oh my god! A new bikini? Can I see it Cal?" Despite his valiant attempt at a white girl voice, I could still pick out his Irish accent and I knew immediately who was talking.

"Hey boys!" I turned my head slowly to the left to see the one and only One Direction in the flesh. Niall started walking towards us as the boys followed behind him casually.

"What is this I hear about a new bikini?" Harry slowly spoke, letting the words flow off his tongue smoothly.

"Peyton and I were just talking about going to the beach tomorrow."

"Oh, so you're Peyton?" Liam looked me directly in the eyes and I nodded. Calum just stood next to me, staring and waiting for me to scream, but there was no way that I was going to let him win.

"Well, it's nice to meet you." Louis smiled at me.

"The 5sos boys talk about you all the time." Niall jumped in.

"They talk about you so much that I feel like I already know so much about you. Come here and hug me." Harry commanded. Harry Styles wanted me to hug him? Wow. NO! Stay calm Peyton. You can do this. I did as he said and leaned into him for a hug. I didn't know what I imagined hugging Harry Styles would be like, but I didn't imagine it to be like this. It was better actually.

I wanted to scream, but I didn't want to lose this sweater. I just let all the things I wanted to say rush into my head. Holy shit. One Direction. They're flawless.

"You're actually really calm right now. The boys told us that you were a big fan." Zayn spoke from behind the other boys as Harry and I stopped hugging.

"I am." I agreed with his statement. "It's just I know how to control myself. You're probably tired of always hearing teenage girl shrieking so I figured I'd give you a break."

"You're calmer than Mikey was when I first met the lads." Niall joked.

"Really?" I was in disbelief. I would've expected Mikey to be the calmest out of the group. Scratch that! Maybe Luke would've been the calmest. Yeah. Definitely Luke.

"Yeah! He was all over. It was a little funny actually." Niall explained laughing so loud that I thought it echoed through the empty hallways of the building.

"It was nice meeting you, but we have to get going because the kitchen closes soon and we're starving. See you around." Harry said goodbye and the other boys muttered something along the same lines.

Once the boys were gone, I let out a little sprint of happiness. When I say sprint, I literally mean I jumped up and down and ran around. I didn't scream though because I was worried the boys might be able to hear that.

"Ha! I knew you wouldn't be able to keep calm." Cal pointed at me. "I'd like my sweater back now."

"What do you mean? You just said I had to be calm when I was meeting them and I was." Calum sighed in defeat, realizing that I was right. "Well, I can't wait to get a better look at what you brought for me to wear."

"It's all tank tops that would just show your bra." Calum whined, not happy that he had lost to me.

"Don't worry. I'm sure that I'll look fine." I advised him, smirking playfully as I ran back to the bus while Calum chased me from behind.