The Initials on My Wrist - 1D Fanfiction

Leah has always wanted to meet one direction. She has a bedroom covered in posters, a billion t-shirts and lets not mention how many concert tickets she has pinned to her wall, because there are more than enough. When her Mom becomes their manager, Leah, being 19, would much rather take her Mom's offer and come on tour with them instead of staying home alone for six months and tags along. The only problem is that it is the middle of summer, and she wont expose her wrists. That counts as sweater's, long sleeve shirts and warm jackets, only to hide two letters, the initials of the person who she secretly loves, and always has. What happens when that same person, doesn't love her back?


2. Chapter Two

Niall's POV

"Bro, can you wake up Leah? I'm going to feel bad if she doesn't get any pancakes," Louis says, staring at me the whole time for no apparent reason. "Why wouldn't she get pancakes?" I ask, confused. "You are going to eat them all Niall! What is that? Your ninth serving?" Harry points out, laughing. "No. but do you mind passing me my ninth serving?" I laugh, trying to reach the plate with three pancakes on it. "Dude, no!" Louis snatches the plate and puts it in the fridge. "I'll get her," Zayn mumbles. "I made her angry last night. She will never like me if I don't show her that I like her," Harry tells Zayn, pushing him aside. Zayn nods, and I watch Harry walk over to the end of the bus where Leah's room is.

Harry's POV

"Leah, sweetie. Are you hungry? Niall is going to eat your breakfast if you don't come on out soon," I call into the door. I hear the door unlock, and I see that pretty face walk out. Only she is still wearing that hoodie. I notice she looks pretty warm. "Honey, are you warm?" I ask, feeling her forehead. "Ya, I'm going to go turn the air conditioning on." She says. "Nah, It's cold in here. If you turn the temperature down anymore, we can get frost bite!" I chuckle. "Alright, I'll live," Leah mumbles, walking towards the kitchen. "What about taking the hoodie off?" I call after her. She ignores me.

Zayn's POV

"There she is! The prettiest girl in the bus!" I exclaim, getting a giggle out of her and then reaching out for a hug. Harry glares at me, then runs in and hugs me before Leah can. "Aw your the best bandmate ever!" He says, trying to hide his anger. "Harry, yelling at me last night and then stealing my hugs? Good to know how it works around here." Leah mutters, secretly smiling at me. "Leah, I'm sorry I snapped at you last night. I was tired and I couldn't even thing straight with all your cuteness standing next to me." Harry says to her, getting a faint smile and Aw's from the rest of the remaining guys, not including me. I can't help but stare at her, she is so down to earth and adorable. She looks so sad inside though, and I promised I would protect her, and I will. I still love Perrie, and I always will. I can't let Leah come between that. "You still stole my hug from Zaynie!" She says, running to me. I hug her, but she wont let go. I smile. "Alright Miss gorgeous, go eat some pancakes." I whisper in her ear.

Leah's POV

After having an amazing hug with Zayn, it made me feel so much safer. And then my heart drops. There aren't any pancakes in the fridge. "The pancakes aren't here." I state, and all eyes go to Niall's chair. He's gone. "Where is Niall?" I ask. "Wherever he is, those pancakes are too." Harry sighs. We find Niall in his bunk, with an empty plate and a full mouth. "NIALL!" "Oh, were these yours? Uh, Uh, here. Help your self." He says, handing me back the empty plate. "You know, I'm not really that hungry." I say, walking out to the living room and plopping down on the couch. My stomach rumbles. So not hungry, I think.


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