The Tour

Convincing Dad that missing more school to be in a music video with a band that wasn’t in the country was a bit hard—especially since it wasn’t One Direction.

Not quite. They were pop rock band that had the sound I had decided I wanted, and even though my album ended up defying all genres, that was what I liked to sing. Pop rock.

I was beyond honored to be in their music video.

Besides that, I hadn’t seen Niall in three weeks. It was just the beginning of a few months, but the three weeks were beyond hard. We were both miserable.

So I was beyond stoked to get to see him in Australia, and I was so sad when I almost missed my chance. Dad said no originally, but after begging him and promising to keep up with school while there, he agreed.

That’s where I was . . . in the SUV that took me immediately from the airport to the filming area. I wasn’t sure if Niall was there yet, but my head of security/manager, Sebastian—weird to say “manager,” but he was beyond awesome—told me to remember the rules. “Niall isn’t yours yet.”

No, he was mine. I just had to be discreet.

The amount of fans lined up outside the doors of the sketchy back roads building we were meeting in was a bit surprising. Weren’t they supposed to be at school or something? Either way, I wasn’t surprised that they were One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer fans.

What surprised me was that they were fans of One Direction, 5 Seconds of Summer, and me.

They screamed when I got out of the car and started begging for my autograph. One girl began crying when I smiled at her, but I was running late. There was a sexy Irish boy in there waiting on me . . . maybe, assuming he wasn’t running behind like I was.

There were flashes going off everywhere as I walked the short path from the curb to the door, and when the heavy steel doors shut and locked behind me, I was more than relieved to be able to take my sunglasses off.

The most relief didn’t come from the glasses, however. They came from the person waiting not even ten feet away from me with a huge and crooked smile on his lips.

Finally.

He wasn’t alone, however, so I couldn’t hug him like I wanted. Or kiss him. All I could do was give him a smirk that drove him crazy—mission accomplished—and practically dance my way over to the five boys in front of me.

For the first time, the five boys weren’t Niall, Louis, Harry, Liam, and Zayn. It was Niall, Luke, Calum, Michael, and Ashton.

I knew each by face and name. After all, I did perform one of their songs while on the Voice, so it was only fair I knew whose song I was singing.

That’s a lie; I was actually a huge fan.

Ashton’s blue eyes shimmered when they landed on me while Michael’s jaw literally dropped.
Calum laughed as Niall’s face got blood red, and Luke only stared with a confident smile.

I closed the distance between us and waved. “Hey, guys. I’m that weirdo Everit . . . .”

Luke didn’t introduce himself, but his smile did turn a bit cocky, and man, that lip ring . . . . “Niall, you sure you got this one locked down? Sure I can’t have a shot?”

He told them?

I looked at Niall with raised eyebrows. He got this huge and bashful grin, answering my question with a nod.

So, of course, I felt free. Free from the lie I hated telling. Of course Niall came up as school.

“Can I have his number?” Oh, those idiots never ceased to amaze me.

“Did you ever see him naked?” Well, yes, but it’s not something I can advertise . . . not that I
would anyways because no one else gets to know how damn attractive that sight is.

“How did you fight the urge to bang him?” Trust me, I didn’t, but as far as you’re concerned, it wasn’t that hard. Only because I didn’t.

It was so hard not to give smartass comments back to people, the same ones that went through my head, but instead, I would smile and shake my head, or say, “Well, it wasn’t really about that. I just wanted to get as far as I could and learn what I could. Honestly, the thought of banging him was only in my mind when I thought about what would happen if I won.”

People believed me, surprisingly. Or at least the people at school believed me.

So these guys knew. That was such a relief and so exciting. I was about to kiss Niall for the first time in . . . too long for my taste.

Before I did, however, I gave a slightly dismal Luke a sincere look over, and I had to admit, what
I saw was . . . hot. That lip ring . . . I didn’t think guys could attractively have lip rings, but he proved me wrong. His hair was absolutely sexy, and those blue eyes would’ve made me swoon had I not already met Niall.

But what can I say? I’m a sucker for blue eyes.

“He does, but trust me, if he didn’t, you could have all the shots you wanted.”

Niall’s eyes narrowed, only slightly, as a wave of jealousy surged through him. While Michael and Calum laughed really hard about my statement, Niall stepped away from those four and came over to wrap his arms securely around me.

“Gee, thanks, Evie,” he muttered. “I love you, too.”

Even though he was pouting, he still kissed me. It was short, just a “hello” since we had company, but the way his teeth scraped my bottom lip made me realize it was only the beginning.

My eyes narrowed when he pulled away and gave me that half smirk that got me beyond hot. “You’re a bastard.”

“But I’m a hot Irish bastard you can’t live without,” he reminded me, and he just continued smirking away while I took a deep and frustrated breath. “Now, Ev, I want you to meet the guys. I know you know names, but get to know the lads.”

Luke smirked. “You sure about that, Niall? I might just win her heart.”

“You don’t have a chance in hell, but if you wanna let yourself think you got a shot, you go right ahead,” Niall said, and he gave him a confident smile that took Luke by surprise. “I’m telling you, dude. She’s mine.”

Ashton started to laugh now as well. “Wow, Niall. You’ve changed since we last saw you. What happened to the insecure lad we met before?”

“That sexy thing over there happened,” Niall sighed, and his eyes moved over to me again. “In a lot of ways, she was my coach. And, ya know, it helps boost the self-esteem quite a bit if a sexy lass like that can’t keep her hands off ya.”

I felt the urge to roll my eyes but fought it off. Instead, while the guys laughed and slapped him high fives, I just decided to punish him a different way. While he basked in the glory of his friend’s approval and they cut up like you’d expect five guys to cut up . . . I began my subtle payback.

My smile was casual and sweet, and I just barely cocked my hip to the side. Niall noticed even the slightest movement, however. Still adjusting to the wings and the new senses, he seemed to notice everything.

So he noticed when I took a deep breath, letting my chest poke out ever so slightly. Then, he noticed when Ashton told me to follow them for a tour of the set and my hips swung a little more than usual.

I knew how to drive Niall crazy. I had never gotten the chance to do it before, not like this, but I had picked up on more than he realized. More than I realized.

When remembering the greatest—and worst—memories from the show, I noticed things I did and saw the way they made Niall react. Saw the way his body tensed when I cocked my hips to the side, or the way he had to lock his jaw and swallow when I licked yogurt off my finger.

It was the little things I didn’t notice that helped me push through, but I couldn’t imagine what the next few months were gonna be like once I ran out of little things to notice.

Luke was beyond adorable as they showed me around the massive set. I had just finished shooting the video for my first single Decode, so the process was still fresh on my mind. This was beyond exciting, though, to be here with another band as just an extra in their video.

“Now, for this video, we’ve decided to do something a little different,” Luke informed me. “Niall, you might not wanna watch.”

Niall’s eyebrows rose. “Oh? Why wouldn’t I wanna watch?”

Ashton made a face while Luke deviously grinned my way, and as Niall glared playfully at Luke, Ashton wrapped his arm around his shoulder and sighed. “Well, see, everyone in the video is gonna be in their underwear dancing around by the end.”

Niall immediately panicked. I could tell by the way he tensed up and looked over to me that he panicked, but he wasn’t alone.

I was practically hyperventilating.

Luke noticed first—aside from Niall—and gawked at me. “What the hell? You’re worried about being in your underwear?”

“It’s not any different from being in a bikini,” Michael offered, giving me a pleasant smile to try and cheer me up. “Actually, underwear typically covers more.”

“Yeah, but when I’m in a bikini, I’m typically with a small group of people and in shorts,” I groaned. “There’s no telling how many people are gonna watch this video.”

“Well, that explains why you’re so damn white,” Calum sighed, and he smirked when my eyes widened. “You mean to tell me that you’ve never gone to the beach?”

“Never,” I admitted, and I gave him a sheepish smile. “And when I went to a public pool of some sort or a water park, I always had shorts on.”

“Why just shorts?” Ashton asked.

I shrugged and pressed my lips together in a small smile. “I have this weird insecurity, actually. I think my legs are massive and can’t stand wearing anything less than shorts. I mean, I’m not fat, and my boobs are way too big for my liking, but I think my legs look stupid.”

Niall snorted while the guys gawked at me and gave me a good look. “Yeah, I know. I don’t get it either.”

Luke looked back to my face and shook his head. “You have nothing to worry about, Ev. I mean, if you’re not comfortable with this, we . . . .”

“It’s just gonna take some adjusting,” I admitted when he trailed off, trying to figure out how to possibly accommodate for this. “I’ll be fine, trust me.”

And I was gonna be fine, dancing around in my underwear to a catchy as hell song sang and played by gorgeous Australians.

Gorgeous Australians I would be going on tour with.

Holy shit.

Notes

The lyrics are from Stay by Mayday Parade. Seriously, guys, I've become re-obsessed with Mayday Parade. <3

Anyways . . . the sequel is here. :D Only the prologue, however. xD I love you guys. You're amazing, really, but I'm gonna get another chapter done before I post more. Which isn't gonna take too long because it's already mostly done, so don't fret. :) It won't be long.

I also want some responses on the Tour before I post more, so just let me know what you think! :D There was a different prologue before, but I got this idea randomly and decided it could be a lot of fun. Turns out, it was. :)