-SAMS POV-
I was lying on the couch with my feet in Louis’ lap while my head rested on Niall’s left thigh as I drift in and out of consciousness.
They were talking about tour details but I wasn’t really listening.
“Right Sam?” Someone asks waking me again.
“What? Huh?”
“Pay attention Sammie! It’s important.” Niall chuckles patting me on the head like a dog.
Groaning, I swat his hand away and listen to Liam.
“So you guys will be on the bus with us. We have bunks and stuff so it’s not as bad as some would think.” He says while glancing at me to make sure I understood. I nod lightly and stare at a flower on the rug.
I don’t think Liam likes me very much.
Okay so I bit his friend. So what?
Harold deserved it anyway……he was being a douche.
“Samantha Reece!” Scarlet yells clearly exasperated.
Whoops.
“Sorry.” I grumbled and looked up the spot on the rug.
“You know what? I have to call Mark.” I put on a fake smile and stand up.
“Damn Sam! Do your legs ever end?” Harry chuckles. I looked down and realized that I hadn’t woken up enough to notice I wasn’t even wearing pants.
Oh well.
“You’re an idiot.” I roll my eyes pad across the hardwood into my bedroom.
I really did need to call my brother. I haven’t called him in the three days I have been here and knowing him, he is probably worried sick but too nervous to call.
I dial his number and put the phone up to my ear.
He answers on the second ring.
“Sam? Are you okay? Why haven’t you called?” He asks frantically.
“Well hello to you too.” I chuckled into the phone and he sighs.
“Hi Sam.”
“Hello love!” I speak in a british accent.
“How are you little sis?” He asks. I can hear him grinning.
“Good, good. I am having a delightful time.”
“Why are you talking in a shitty English accent? Should I be worried?” He mocks horrification.
I tell him about the band we received and how we are going on tour in a week.
Mark was a little disappointed when he figured out that it’s an all boy band.
He was also a little sad that I won’t be able to see him before I leave for a couple of months.
“I will fly you out to see me and Scarlet when we get close to home okay?” I promised Mark.
I keep talking to my brother, catching him up on things. I was about to tell him about the situation with the douche…….I mean Harry…… when I heard a knock on door.
“Hold on Mark.” I say. “Come in.”
Niall, Scarlet, and Louis walk in.
“Who are you on the tele with? Your boyfriend?” Niall teases and jumps on the bed, making me bounce.
“No.” I giggle. “It’s my older brother.” I put Mark on speaker.
“Mark?” Scarlet smiles walking towards the bed.
“Yes Scar?” He chuckles. I shoot them the ‘I-told-you-so’ look.
“Ello!” Niall booms his voice into the phone.
“Who the hell was that?” Mark asks.
“Well I am Niall Horan! One fifth of one direction! You sister is going to be fixing my face on tour. Oh! And my favorite color is Green!” Idiot.
I chuckle at Niall’s outburst.
“Yeah Mark these are some of my new friends, Niall and Louis. Niall and Louis, this is my older brother Mark.” I introduce them vocally because you know; they can’t actually see each other.
They exchange hellos and Niall and my brother get into a conversation about keeping my safety on tour.
I giggle at my older brothers over-protectiveness.
I hear grumbling coming from the left of me.
I turn and see Scarlet glaring at a smirking Louis.
What is going on between them?

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Niall and I were sitting on the floor while everyone else was sitting on the couches.
I had already changed into shorts and off the shoulder sweater and we were all just lounging around now.
I was in deep conversation with Zayn about hair products but every once in a while I would catch Harry staring at me.
I was a little creeped out by the third time my eyes met his.
I was about to tell him to stop being a creeper when Scarlet spoke up.
“Let’s go out!” Scarlet suggests.

“Like dinner or a club?” Liam asks.
“The second one.” Scarlet and I say together.
“Yeah! Club time!” Niall shouts and shoots up.
He pulls me up by my hands and starts dancing with me.
I giggle and play along even if there is no music.
Suddenly Niall starts to sing ‘Blurred Lines’ by Robin Thicke.
Shrugging, I sing along with him.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Louis pull out his phone and start to record us.
Zayn and Scarlet were just laughing at us while Louis was recording.
Liam was on his phone, not even looking at us.
God why is being such a dick?
I never did anything to him to make him hate me and I’m getting really tired of his bullshit!
While I was busy mind rambling, I didn’t notice Niall was trying to twirl me.
I let go of one of his hands and spun out.
It was fun until Niall accidently let go of the one hand he was holding and I spun out of his grip.

Squealing, I tripped over…..I don’t know….maybe air? And flew backwards landing right in the lap of Harry.
God hates me today apparently.
He scoffs and pushes me off of him.
I land on the floor with a thud.
He did not just do that.
“God, can watch where you’re going?” Harry rolls his eyes.
Oh you better watch out bitch. You say one more thing I will slap the shit out of you.
I take a deep breath to calm myself.
“What is your problem Harry? You on your man-period or something because if you are, I have some tampons in my bathroom you can use! Liam could probably help you stick it up your tight ass!” I shoot him a fake smile.
“My problem is that your fat ass just landed on me and-“ I didn’t let him finish.
I tackle him to the ground, totally fuming.
Harry did NOT just call me fat!
“SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU ASS WHOLE!” I slap him a few times and was doing good until he flipped me over and straddled me.
Wow, he called me fat? He is crushing my hip into the floor.
“Remind of you of sometime love?” He smirks remembering a couple of days ago and how we were in the same position.
Tired of his dumb ass smirk, I break my right arm out of his hold and punch forward.
Aiming for his stomach probably wasn’t the best idea because I have awful aim and I ending up hitting him right in the crotch instead.
He rolls off of me moaning and holding his ‘area’.
I was about to go after him again when he mumbles ‘bitch’ but I was lifted off of the ground and carried passed the others into the kitchen.
As I was carried passed them, I saw every single person in the room, had their mouths wide open.
Louis was still videoing.
Whoops.
I realized Niall must be the one carrying me because I could smell his yummy leprechaun cologne.
I think I am about to get a mouthful of leprechaun lecturing.
He sits me on the counter, takes a deep breath, the looks at me.
I try to smile sweetly so I don’t get as much yelling.
Suddenly he just bursts out laughing.
Suddenly he just bursts out laughing.
“This is why I love my Sam!” He says into between fits of laughter.
“Oh my god that was fucking hilarious!” Niall states…..still laughing.
Not what I was expecting……..but ok!
“Awe I love you too Nialler!” I giggle.
“Now let’s go get you ready for clubbing!” He jumps up and down like a child.
This should be fun.
I wonder how Harry’s testicles are doing.
I punched him pretty hard.
Hahahahahaha I don’t even care.
Club time!

Notes

Hey guys! I'm so sorry we haven't updated in a while. It was my turn to update and I had a lot of shit going on. Anyway I hope you like this chapter cuz it took fucking forever to write! Damn writers block........
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