It Wont Be Like This For Long...

In this story, a girl, Kendal, and her best friend, Molly, meet One Direction whist at their concert in London. Kendal has always lived there. In Cheshire. Molly lives in America, but only because her parents made her move over there. -We used to pick on people like Americans, but now, Molly is sort of aone now... so we try our best not to. She's lived there so long, her accent is starting to fade away, slowly, but surely. Soon enough, she'll be a regular old Jolly Englander. We call America 'Jolly Ol' England'. It's just something we do here.-
Enjoy this story. It's about us, meeting One Direction and Zayn really starts to take a liking to Molly... and there are some problems along the way, but we all stay on the right track, and we get them where their hearts are. So, enjoy:)


14. Back Inside The Tour Bus Again

Me and Louis were still hugging when Niall came up to the top of the bus. He smiled.

"I knew you two were getting closer!" He said, his Irish accent bringing a crisp to his words. His eyes were, like, two glowing blue embers, shining with content. Louis hugged me tighter, and breathed a long breath down my neck. Niall smiled at us again, and came over to us. Niall looked freezing, only wearing sweatpants and a T-Shirt. I smiled at him, as he walked over to the table we were at and sat down, watching the very few fans that still chased the bus in hopes that we'd stop again so they could catch up. I was watching Niall's every move, seeing him enjoying watching his fans run around the tour bus, watching his dreams come true. This was what he'd always dreamed about. I unwrapped my blanked from me, got up, Louis groaning sligltly because I was keeping him up, and I went over to where Niall stood, and wrapped the blanket around his shoulders. He looked at me, and smiled again, quickly thanking me. He still stood watching over the edge, most of the fan crowd was dying down. Niall sat there and watched over the city of London as we passed contently, leaving only when we'd passed the Eifel Tower. He handed me the blanket back to me, and I sat down with Louis again, letting him wrap his arms around me again, leaning on my shoulder.

"I love the sight of the Eifel Tower so late at night, when it's all lit up. But you guys've been up 'ere almost three hours, dont you think you should come down and settle in bed or some'tin?" Niall asked right before he went down. I looked over my shoulder, at Louis, who was nodding to me. We both got up, and followed Niall back inside, I hadnt even realised it was late and dark outside. I looked back at the Eifel Tower, it did look amazing at night. I turned my head back, seeing that sight plenty before, and walked down, Louis holding his hands on my sides gently as we walked down the stairs. It had been almost five hours since we'd gotten in a car crash, and we were all tired. When we reached the bottom of the short stairway, we were lead by Niall into the main-room, where Zayn, Molly, Harry, and Liam were all lounging, watching t.v.. I smiled at Molly on my way through, while Niall showed me to the bedrooms. He told me not to choose a top-bunk, because if I did, I would fall of at every single turn. I laughed at him, and chose a lower bunk, and Louis chose one across from me, so we could talk to each other. I fell asleep to the kind words and sweet sound of Louis singing a light luliby. I was enjoying the song until he stopped singing suddenly because Zayn and Molly came into the room after about another whole hour of being in the living room. Louis was so tired, and I could tell that his headache was back, by the way he was rubbing at his head. I asked if he wanted more Tylenol or Aspirin and that I could get some from my purse, but he rejected, and shortly after, fell asleep. Before he fell asleep, he was humming lightly to the toon of What Makes You Beautiful, making me smile. After he stopped, I fell asleep, my eyes were getting so heavy. I just shut them, put my worries behind me, and fell into a somewhat-troubled sleep. I didnt really have a dream that night, only black darkness surrounded my head. It engulfed me, and I wasnt having a nice sleep. I was tossing and turning, I could feel it. I knew I was a restless sleeper, and I hope this didnt bother anyone. I wasnt sure if I was walking or talking in my sleep, but, I'm sure I dont. I think the darkness and strangeness was from me being in a different place than home, my home. Back in Doncaster, where I would go to school, be normal, and just dream or being a major pop sensation, I really never knew it would come true later on in life. I do think I remember going to school with Louis, but he moved away, to go on the X Factor. Thats where his whole career started, and thats where he started One Direction. I was sure I smiled in my sleep, I always was smiling.

I woke up to the sound of Liam's soft snoring, not loud, but very softly. He was almost groaning in his sleep. I heard the person above me toss around, and a pillow knocked off their bed and slipped between our beds by the wall. I looked over to where Louis was, he was lightly sleeping, his hair messy from turning around and moving in his sleep. I smiled, seeing him flinch a little bit. I looked around the room, the only ones that were out of bed were Niall, Molly and Harry. They must be watching t.v. I decided to wait for Louis to wake up, and I instead listened to the cars zoom past us on the road. I occasionally heard a bid chirp, or we hit a small bump and the whole bus shook, causing me to almost fall out of my bed once. I grabbed onto the side of the bed by the wall to stay steady. I heard someone move around, shuffle a bit, and I saw two legs dangling in front of my bed from the top bunk. I smiled, knowing whoever it was had chosen the top bunk as a mistake, because they were probably on the ground half the time. I watched contently, seeing Liam appear from the top bunk, rubbing his eyes. I shut mine to pretend I wasnt awake yet, only opening them to slits so I could still see him a little. I watched as he rubbed his eyes some more, and pulled on a t-shirt. It was the first time I'd noticed that he didnt sleep with a t-shirt on. I tried so hard not to laugh while we hit a turn and Liam almost fell completely over. I heard Louis stir, and I looked over slightly, Liam had walked out of the bedroom, Louis opened his eyes slowly. He put his hands over his eyes, blocking the sun. I looked over, and shut my curtain, making sure the sun wasnt in his eyes. He smiled at me, first noticing that I was awake, then seeing it was me that pulled the curtains closed. I smiled back at him, and he tried to get up, only being tossed back into the bed by a sharp turn in the road. I stood up, and helped him to his feet, like he had with me after the car-crash. My legs were still a little weak, but I could finally walk normally again, my head still pounded and my forehead ached. I kept moving forward, knowing this would soon be over, and that maybe another sleep would help heal me almost completely back to normal.

"Okay, there. Steady now?" I asked Louis, who was still holding onto my elbows for support.

"I think so, thanks," he said, nodding. I smiled, and he let my elbows go. We walked out, hand in hand, to the living room, where the others that were awake lounged. The only ones still asleep were Harry and Zayn. Molly looked somewhat lost without Zayn at her hips. I laughed inside my head at this. I decided to help her out, and went to sit with her, instantly starting some girl talk. Best friend talk. Best friend time, finally. I smiled at her, she smiled back. This is going to be fun. I let out a big breath as Louis came over and sat close to me, holding onto my hands, kissing my cheek.

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