The next day at school I avoided every place that I knew Louis might be. Taking extra long, out of the way, paths to my classes. I still wasn’t ready to answer his questions. I met Harry at the end of the day by my car, it slowly becoming a tradition now. He wrapped me in his arms and kissed me on my forehead. I leaned into him feeling his warmth. It was quite cold today, almost below freezing. He started to pull away and when I protested and wrapped my arms tighter around him, snuggling my face into his chest, he sighed and spoke, “I have something to tell you and I’d really prefer to see your face when I tell you.” I sighed and moved back only what was necessary for me to see his face. I nodded for him to proceed with what he had to tell me. A smile lit up his face, “So the boys and I got some awesome news this morning. One Direction is going on tour! I mean nothing too far away, just a few places here and there. They’re all in less than a day’s drive from here. But that means our popularity has grown atleast that much for them to want us to play there! It’s all pretty exciting. We’ve got a van rented. The whole thing is taking place next week, since we’re out of school. Like I said just a short thing, but we’re even getting paid for it! I was wondering if you’d like to go? I mean if you can take off from work and everything, but we would have a whole week together!” His eyes slowly started to light up and almost dance. It seemed like his whole body started to glow from the inside. It had me smiling with him and my insides feeling warm, “Of course I’ll go! I’ll quit work if I have to, just so I can be there with you!” We were in each other’s arms again. Excitement coming from both of us. A whole week with my Harry. Then it hit me. Of course Louis is going to be there, too. In my excitement for Harry I had carelessly forgot the other boys. This would be awkward and what if he brought Lizzy? I pushed the thought out of my head. I told myself it would only be about me and Harry now.. I was doing this to support my boyfriend.
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I was packed and waiting for the “tour van” to pick me up. I giggled at the name. Harry had filled me in on some more of the details later. Like some of the less appealing things like, we’d all be sharing the same hotel room to save money. Don’t ask me how one room is suppose to accomodate all of us. I guess we’ll see. I heard the honk come from outside and lugged my suitcase behind me. Harry met me at the front door and took my bag from me and easily putting it in the back of the van that already looked way too full. There was Zayn and Niall in the car behind the van, carrying even more stuff. I got in the van with Harry, curling up to him and pointedly ignored Lizzy and Louis in the front, I still hadn’t answered his questions. Everybody took turns driving each vehicle. Sometimes I was in the car with Harry, or riding shotgun beside him in the van. I was most happy when either Louis was driving the car with Lizzy or we were, because I didn’t have to ride in the same vehicle with him and have to watch him kiss her. I hated the fact that it still bothered me that they were together. I tried to ignore my emotions. The concert went by that night without any problems. They did amazing. I smiled as I watched them from backstage, ignoring Lizzy as much as I could. I found myself more than a few times staring at Louis, admiring him, and he would look my way, our eyes would meet and it would jerk me back to reality. Everytime I felt guilty and would try to pay extra close attention to Harry, but before long my eyes would drift again.
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Nothing bad happened until we got to the hotel. I was quite happy holding Harry’s hand as we walked in. I stayed quiet as they made sleeping arrangements. Louis and Lizzy would get one bed, me and Harry the other. Niall, Zayn, and Liam had agreed to all sleep on the pull out couch. It was much bigger than you would have expected. They all three fit surprisingly well. However, the two beds were in the same room. This gave me a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. The boys were in the kitchen getting something to eat while me and Lizzy changed into our night clothes. It was almost unbearably quiet between the two of us. I knew she still hated me, I could feel it rolling off of her. When we were both changed I opened the door to find Harry waiting on the other side. A smile spread across his lips and he wrapped his arms around me. I giggled as he stumbled toward the bed, me walking backwards, our arms still around each other. The bed was much closer than we had anticipated and I felt my legs slam into it and we were falling, Harry on top. The whole thing had me laughing and I felt Harry shaking with laughter on top of me. He kissed my laughing lips and that’s when everything went bad. I had barely caught it. It was said so low that it was almost just a breath, but I had heard it. Lizzy on the other side of the room standing beside Louis had quietly, either to herself or to Louis I wasn’t sure, had called me a slut. I broke away from Harry’s kiss and looked at her. Louis was looking at her with a shocked face, not sure if he should be angry, after having to watch me kiss Harry, but clearly not happy with what she had said. He looked to be about to defend me, but I didn’t need him to defend me, I could do it myself. I pushed Harry off of me, all traces of laughter gone in that second. “Excuse me? What did you say?” She looked over at me as I got off the bed, shocked I had heard her, but then settling back into a mask of indifference. “You obviously heard me, but I guess I’ll say it again. Sssslllluuuuttt,” she dragged each letter out and then continued, “You guys were practically about to do it in front of everybody.” Harry finally stopped looking confused, he was slowly turning angry as he understood what had happened. I spoke before he could, “Bitch, please. We were playing around, having fun. Obviously you and Louis don’t have that. I’m sorry you always have a reason to be jealous of me.” Her face was turning an ugly shade of red from anger or embarassment, “Me and Louis have something you will never have. I saw the way you was looking at him tonight. You have no problem with staring and lusting for another boy, and then turning back to your boyfriend and using him. Giving him false kisses, and who knows what else you have done. I bet you pretend he’s Louis.” Her face turned smug, like she had thought of the perfect comeback. She was wrong. I walked slowly toward her, my anger building. The other boys were crowded around the door as Harry and Louis stood there not knowing what to do. “If I wanted Louis, I would have him. You really think he cares about you? He wanted me, he had never shown interest in you, ever. Then one day he just randomly asks you out? Seem suspicious?” Her face turned uncertain for a moment and anger took it’s place. “We all know why you’re with Harry! Seeing what you did just now was proof. You guys are only physical and that’s all you’ll ever be! You’re jealous of me and Louis because we can talk and not have to be touching each other every few seconds just to be happy!” I could feel my anger building, my hands were shaking as I clenched them into fists at my sides. I felt like my whole body was vibrating and the anger just continued to build as she continued to yell in my face. I was not typically a violent person, but this girl was bringing out my worst, I have never hit a person in my life, and I wanted to do much more than that. We were right in front of each other now. Toe-to-toe. It was my turn to talk and I was screaming at full volume now, “You’ve been jealous of me since day one! You were a coward saying things behind my back! Jealous that Louis had never wanted you and a stranger came in the picture and got what you wanted! Now you’re jealous because you’re in a false relationship as a rebound and I still have everything!” I saw her lips form the words slut again, but I couldn’t hear her anymore. Next thing I saw was my fist coming up from my side and smashing right into the side of her face with a satisfying thud.
