Fake it.

Chapter 8

As I'm sitting on the bus waiting for the god damn driver I decide to pick at the hot pink polish that coats my fingernail.

I hear the bus door shut as I look up to see Harry.

I swallow back the lump that got stuck in my throat, I give him a quick smile as he doesn't return it and walks straight for the back room.

"Hi Harry"? I say it sounding like a question.

"Go fuck yourself". I get in response.

I wish I knew why he broke up with me it burns inside me and it burns like a bitch.

Without thinking I'm up on my feet walking to the back room.

"Look, I know you don't want to see me and I just want to know why"? I say looking into his emerald eyes with curiosity.

"Ok, I guess I wasn't clear enough why did you leave me I don't know what I did wrong I loved you I still do". I say a tear streaking down my face.

"It's funny how you can just act like that". He smiles and when he does so a little but of me is frightened.

"What did I do"? I say again raising my voice a little.

"I saw the text guess I'm not the only one who likes your tongue". He says turning away running a hand through his hair.

"What"? I say confused. "Look, Miley I know you cheated". He says looking at me as he slowly shuts the door.

I feel and aching pain in my chest as I slowly watch him shut the door. I feel confused as well I never cheated on harry I would never I could never.

I sloth my way over to the couch and slump down looking out the window.

"You look a bit down". Louis says getting onto the bus.

"No shit". I say looking over to the back room.

"Hmm I think I know what can help you". He smiles taking out two fat ass buds.

He takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom locking the door.

He turns on the ceiling fan and accidentally drops the bowl we were gonna smoke out of.

I giggle looking into Louis's eyes he's so concentrated on me.

He picks up the shattered bowl and puts it on the counter.

"Great now what I'm I suppose to do". Louis says running his hand through his hair like I've seen harry do countless times.

I look around the my eyes land on and empty pop can.

We pack up the pop can after inserting little holes.

I take the first hit as I start to cough it out.

I continue to cough louder until there's a knock.

"Word of advice Miley don't swallow". I hear Zayne as I just roll my eyes and laugh.

Less than 5 minutes me and Louis are stoned off our asses stumbling around everywhere.

HARRY'S POV

I look out the window as I see the bus finally pull away from the hotel.

I get hungry a half hour after we pull away and decide to make myself a sandwich.

God I'm so hungry right now and sick of all Miley's bullshit how could she cheat on me why would she. I should've just stuck to faking it with the most fake bitch I know.

Miley Cyrus.

As I reach the kitchen Miley's sitting there with a knife playing 5 finger roulette.