American Heart

I was woken by a loud voice which I recognized as Paul.

"No, no, no, no, no! This is great, just great!"

I slowly made my way out of the cramped bunk room and into the main room where everyone else was.

"What's wrong with Paul?" I whispered to Niall once I approached him.

"The tour bus broke down; He's going crazy because we have a bunch of concerts to get to, and the bus is going to take a while to fix."

And for the first time I realized the bus wasn't moving. Oh.

"Well why don't we just rent another bus?" I asked in an obvious tone.

"Ya stupid? Obviously Paul would be smart enough to figure that out, so there's gotta be another reason!" he whispered/shouted.

"Which is.....?"

He cast me an annoyed glance as if he thought I would be smart enought to figure that out myselif. But honestly, I was utterly lost.

"We have no idea where we are." Louis stated matter-of-factly as if he didn't have a care in the world. He was probably a bit happy the bus broke down. We could all finally have a little break. But I'm sure we were all actually concerned about the fans. We don't want to disappoint them, now do we?

"How do we not know where we are?"

"The place isn't on a map or anything. When we entered by taking a wrong turn I think it said something like Arcul, Population 500? Not sure..." Liam butted in

"All we know is we're stuck somewhere in Texas, and Paul for once has no idea what to do," Zayn joined.

"You know you boys have no idea what whispering is, do you?" Paul roared.

Obviously we were too loud....

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"Alright boys, I managed to push the concerts' back a month or two. Originally, it was supposed to be 2 weeks, but you guys need a break so I decided to add a couple extra weeks to your 'vacation' . It's a small town with no paparazzi so you guys should be just fine. This is the finest 5 star hotel there is here, and the only one, if I may add, and there's not much people so you don't have to worry about whispering." Paul announced bringing in our luggage to our hotel room.

It actually wasn't that bad - has a pool and all.
Though there's not much people.
Still, I'm sure we're all looking forward to no paparazzi.

"Now I'm going to go figure out where the hell we are," he muttered.

The tour bus was still back where it broke down. Not in the middle of the street luckily, even though there were barely any cars. We were still trying to get it to work and figure out the problem. It's not like we could have a truck pull it to an auto repair shop or whatever. Afterall, I don't think there were any.

"Hold up," I stopped Paul. "I'm coming with you."

He gave me a questioning glance as if asking if I was sure since I obviously didn't know how to fix a tour bus.

"It's fine. Not like I have anything better to do,"

Notes

And that's chapter 3.

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