Niall was going to take me to see his other band mates. I knew nothing about them. I told Niall my life history and told him that’s how I know literally nothing. When we arrived at his tour bus I could see a boy with curly brown hair by the window. He looked surprised to see me, like I wasn’t expected. “Finally caught yourself a fish have you?” He asked in his precious British accent.
“Shut up, Harry.” Niall complained. So the British person was a Harry, hmm. “Bree? This is Harry and they are Louis, Zayn and Liam.” He pointed to a man who looked the eldest, then to a man with darker skin than the rest and then to a boy with barley any hair.
“Hi Bree!” They all said in synchronization. I shyly waved back and smiled. ‘Now would be the wrong time to mess up Bree! Just don’t say anything stupid.’ I thought.
“She is a little shy, huh?” said they darker skinned one, Zayn. “She needs a serious confidence boost.” He commented and I couldn’t hold my next thought in,
“I have plenty of confidence thank you very much!” I exploded, appalled. Zayn nodded and whispered “Told you so,” under his breath. Harry and Liam exchanged glances.
“So tell us about yourself!” Louis ordered.
“Do I have to?” I whined.
“Look you’re a natural! We now know one thing!” Louis cheered. I grunted and explained my life.
“Okay you can guess my style by my ugly looks. I’m 17 getting hunted down, no parents and I’m wondering where the hell my mate Iris is.” I said as if these words have been spoken millions of times.
“Wait, you said you were getting hunted down, how?” Niall asked.
“Okay well you see my dad has this ex-girlfriend from collage, her name is Victoria, and basically she killed my mum, made a move on my dad and when he rejected her, she killed him. And now that she has found out that I’m their daughter her next target is me.” I explained having a little panic attack in my heart. ‘Deep breaths Bree,’ I told myself again. Niall could see the depression in my eyes. “Why don’t we find out more later on? I’m going to take Bree to my room.” He said compassionately. When I sat on his bed he sat next to me and put his arm around my waist.
“If I’m going to be staying with you I need to get some stuff from home.” I said my head against his chest.
“Okay, I’ll drive you there now.” I told Niall where to drive and when I arrived I told him I would be five minutes.
~Nialls pov~
While Bree was in the house I sat and chewed on some gum. I’m glad she’s a serious as me. I really do love Bree, I could tell that she does to ‘cos whenever I’m around her, her heart starts to pound and I feel the same way. I’m looking out the window when Brees’ mobile phone goes off. I quickly check the message. ‘Hi Bree its Iris, see you got hooked up with a guy, hope you had a nice time.’ Her friend Iris seemed too precious for my liking. I couldn’t help myself; I had to check through her latest messages. ‘Hi mum miss you loads, wish you would visit from heaven.’ ‘Dear daddy, why won’t you come back to me? I miss you!’ I exited out of her phone and put it away. I felt so sorry for Bree and now I understand why she was out to get hammered.