"Can we go get food? I'm hungry!" Michael groaned.
"Alright, let's go, don't want Marissa breaking out the chicken wings again!" Calum chuckled and the other boys gave him a weird look.
"What?" Ashton asked, as if he hadn't heard Calum right.
"I got food before I boarded the plane and I saved some for flight. When I was waiting in Cal's bunk I ate some. He thinks it's weird that I still have them." I explained.
"Wait, where are they?" Michael asked quirking his head to the side.
"Uh, in my bag in Calum's bunk...Wh" Before I could even finish my question Michael was running to the bunk room. We all started laughing at his antics and he came back in already eating them.
"These are fantastic! So much better than any other hot wing I've ever had!" I shook my head, amateurs.
"That, my friend, is because you have never been to Buffalo for actual Buffalo Wings." I said, as if it were obvious. So many people try to duplicate Buffalo wings and they are never as good.
"I don't see how coming from Buffalo makes them different." Luke said. He was sitting next to me with his back on the arm of the sofa and he looked adorable as hell. Anyways...
"Well it's kind of like... like buying Chinese food. Buying it anywhere else but China is just not the same. See what I mean?"
"So you're saying that 'Buffalo Wings' are the name brand and hot wings from anywhere else is like the knock off brand?" He asked. I nodded my head.
"I just like food... Doesn't matter where it comes from!" Mikey said with his mouth full, my sub in his hand. We all laughed and I messed up Mikey's hair with my hand. He just continued eating contently.
"You know we have a microwave right Michael?" Ashton said to which Mikey just shrugged and took another bite.
"So, where do you guys want to go to eat?" I asked. I was still hungry and I just wanted to drown myself in delicious breakfast foods.
"I don't know, but how are we all going to go out to eat without the fans seeing Marissa? That's the last thing we need." Calum said. He was right, sadly.
"I can always stay here and you guys can bring me something... Or I can run out with Paul so none of you guys get recognized..." I suggested with a shrug. Little did we know that was probably the best thing that we could have done.
"No, that's not fair. Besides, I am assuming that you won't be on tour with us for long and I don't want to waste a single second of it!" Mikey said as he pulled me onto his lap and squeezed me in a tight hug.
"Aww, Mikey you are too cute." We sat and hugged each other as we all talked about our plans. I truly loved these boys! I loved how close we were. I could be doing the exact same thing to Calum with Clara in the room and she would not give two shits, because we are all so close, we're a family.
After about ten minutes of us talking about what to do, we were all hungry and agitated. Ashton had disappeared into the bunk room and had just returned with his shoes before saying "Why don't we all just go out and if the fans ask, we ran into a huge fan so we invited her to eat with us... Everyone agree?"
"Sounds like that's all we got! Let's go before my stomach eats itself!" I laughed. We all grabbed our shoes and I grabbed Benji before we all went outside to the black SUV that Cal and I arrived in. I got in the front with Roberto while Calum and Luke sat behind me in the middle, Mikey and Ashton in the back seats.
As we drove, Roberto suggested we go to this little diner that he takes his family to and we agreed, not even caring where we went as long as we got to eat. We all made small talk on the ride over, talking about this and that.
"Guys, let's make a Keek!" Calum shouted pulling out his phone.
"Nobody is going to pop out of the boot are they? Because the last time you asked to make a Keek I almost shit my pants." Luke challenged.
"Hah, Sorry Lukey! I didn't mean to scare you, you were just so vulnerable in your natural habitat." I smirked.
"Yes you did, and you know it."
"Yeah... Yeah I did." I smiled and I turned in my seat so that I was facing the wind shield and the boys started their Keek.
"So, Roberto, how have you been? It's been too long" I said, I love Roberto, he was nice.
"I have been well, Karen is about ready to pop though," He turned his head and smiling before looking back at the road.
"That's nice, I hope she has the baby soon, it has to suck being nine months pregnant." I laughed.
"Yeah, I bet it does. I don't think it's something a person can get used to, even though she has done it twice already, I can't imagine it gets any easier."
"I hope I don't have it too rough when I have kids, and my husband better get up in the middle of the night to get me ice cream." I said with a laugh.
"Well if he doesn't you give me a call and I will beat him up for you." Roberto gave me a wink before stopping the car.
"Alright, I am dropping you off here so it doesn't look like you are with the boys. Walk up the street for a few minutes and you will come across a restaurant called Rasta's Diner." He explained, pointing around.
" Gotcha!" I nodded and hopped out of the car, grabbing my purse. "Bye guys, see you inside!" I called before hopping on Benji and before rolling down the street.
"Wrong way!" Roberto screamed. I blushed a deep read and I turned around and propelled myself down the street again, giving the car a thumbs up. Well that was embarrassing!
As I rolled down the sidewalk, I saw how much different London was from Buffalo. It seemed a lot safer for one. Also less strange. Buffalo can be a pretty sketchy place and it gave off the vibe of a sketchy place. London just seemed nicer. It probably had its bad parts but this didn't seem like one of them. People were walking dogs, biking, walking while holding hands with their significant other. It looked like a nice place to live.
Not long after, I came up to the diner. I pulled open the door and a bell chimed, signifying my arrival. I looked around and the boy's didn't come in yet. I hadn't seen them pass me on the road either, makes sense. The sign said please seat yourself, so I sat at a small booth that looked towards the door. I pulled out my phone and dropped Luke a text.
To: Lukey! ;) "I'm here, where are you guys?"
From: Lukey! ;) "We were waiting until you got in so that it didn't look suspicious. :-)"
(A/N When I wrote this I pictured Helena Bonham Carter, Inn keepers wife from Les Miserables, Red Queen from Alice in Wonderland, Belatrix Lestrange from Happy Potter etc. Just much younger!)
I rolled my eyes when I saw that he had put the nosed smiley face in the text. Typical Luke Hemmings. The waitress walked over to me with her notepad in hand, pen already on the paper, a bright smile on her face.
"Hello, Love, what can I get for ya?" She looked to be about twenty five and had far too much lip stick on, and her hair was curled to perfection. The type of person I tried to ignore.
"Can I start with a coffee please?" I said forcing a smile onto my face. Her eyes glistened and she wrote it down.
"You're American, that's so cool! Always wanted to go there meself, but never had the time or the money! Figures" She winked before walking away.
The bell chimed once more and four loud boys walked in, four boys that I came to love over the years. I didn't even need to look over to see who it was, they weren't very good at flying under the radar.
I sighed and opened the menu. Looking through it was similar to an American menu. Eggs, toast, bacon, pancakes, sausages, and waffles. Average breakfast foods. Some things like a full English stumped me, but I just skimmed through.
My phone vibrated on the table and I picked it up.
From: Ashbash! "Are you coming over here or are you going to eat alone? ;)" I looked over and all the boys were looking at me expectantly. I stood up, leaving my things and walked over to the table.
"Are you going to sit down, Bunny, I don't know what you Americans do when you eat breakfast, but we Aussies sit down" Mikey smirked up at me. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm supposed to be a fan, remember? I walk over for an autograph, you guys invite me to sit with you instead... Do you ask people for autographs carrying all your shit?" I laughed.
"Just go get your stuff and sit down, or I'll tickle you right in the middle of this diner!" Mikey smirked and I turned around going back to my table. I picked up Benji and grabbed my crossover before putting my phone in my pocket. As I walked back over to the table the waitress was there, asking the boys what they wanted. I stood off to the side, rolling one of Benji's wheels between my fingers. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but she kept leaving over the table to point at the menu. This shouldn't bug me, but it did. She soon left and I pulled over a chair from the table next to us, plopping down at the end, next to Calum and Ashton.
"She was so flirting with you, Luke! It was so obvious." Michael laughed as Luke blushed.
"She was old, that's so weird. And she had lipstick on her teeth." All the boys laughed but I just clenched my fists under the table. If you couldn't guess, I'm a really jealous person. Every time Luke takes a picture with a pretty fan, or kisses their cheeks or hugs them tightly, I get really insecure. To get away from feeling insecure, I turn it into jealousy. Realistically I turn into a jealous bitch and point out all their flaws and give myself reasons why they aren't perfect. I blame it on my anxiety, but that's no excuse. I shouldn't feel this way. He wouldn't date a fan in fear of them getting hurt. That's why the boys are keeping Clara and I a secret, right? Yeah that is why. At least that's what I keep telling myself.
I was broken out of my thoughts when I felt a hand grab mine under the table and smooth out my fists. I smiled over at Calum and he twitched his head to the side 'Are you okay?' I nodded and removed my hand from his grasp, opening the menu and skimming over my choices again.
"So Marissa, how is Robert?" Ashton asked.
"As far as we know, he is in Kuwait. We talked to him the other day and he said that he made a couple of friends out there. He says that it's cool because they can still do stupid shit when they aren't doing missions." My brother just got deployed to Kuwait and he is just getting into the swing of things. I am scared shirtless for him.
"What is he again?"
"He's in the army. He won't admit it, but he is petrified. What most people don't realize is that he is actually a very caring person. Sure he acts like a tough jack ass, but he has one of the biggest hearts that a person can have." I explained. My family doesn't like talking about it and we all have to keep it locked away in fear that if we say it, it's really real. I have needed to let this out for a while and the floodgates were just opened "He loves to play Call of Duty, but if he were to ever kill someone, or even shoot someone, he would hate himself. He wouldn't be able to live with himself. Hell he cried for a week when our cat died and he wouldn't let me keep a frog that we found as a pet because he didn't want me killing it. How do you think he would handle it if one of his new army friends were to get shot right in front of him? He would be crushed! I know that I am supposed to be his little sister and he is supposed to be the one protecting me, but I just want to take him out of that place and hide him so that nobody ever hurts him. I don't want to lose him, he has too good a heart and I am so scared that every time he says goodbye that it's the last time he will ever say it and I will never see him again. I just don't want to lose him" The tear were now streaming down my face, but I wouldn't be able to stop them even if I could.
Luke was the first one to stand up, walking around the table, he unclasped my hands from the menu I was clenching and pulled me up so that I was standing. He hugged me and let me cry into his shirt while he ran his hand up and down my back.
"Shh, it's alright, he will be fine. Don't you even worry!" I shook my head that was still hiding in his shirt.
"But he won't. Even if he doesn't get hurt, physically, he will lose someone that he grows close to and he will be broken. And Luke, he is the type of person that would put a persons life that he loves before his own. Even if it is just a buddy. I just don't want him to be shipped home in a damn wooden box with only a damn flag to remember him by." Luke pulled my head out of his shirt and cupped my face with his big hands.
"Marissa, listen to me okay? Don't think about that. Robert will be fine. I promise. Let's just eat breakfast and then we can go back to the bus and watch movies. Just you and me if you want. And you can try and call him when we get back. Alright?" He kissed my forehead and I nodded my head, trying to take deep breaths so that I didn't have a full on panic attack. He sat me back in my chair and Calum handed me a glass of water. I took small sips, my appetite now gone. My eyes looked around to see a multitude of elderly people and families looking at our table. Oh great, just what the boys needed, attention.
"Nice going Ashton," Michael said, hitting him in the head. I shook my head my breathing kept hitching in my throat as I tried to speak.
"No, it's fine, h-he didn't know. I'm fine, r-really!" I pushed out. I smiled over at Ashton grabbing his large hand in my small one and squeezed it reassuringly. He didn't need this, he had enough stress from the tour. None of them needed to pity me, I would be okay. He squeezed my hand before grabbing his menu and opening it. The waitress appeared at the table and everyone ordered their food. After everyone had ordered she looked at me expectantly.
"I'm fine, thanks" I tried my best to smile, but I just didn't have it in me to. I wasn't hungry anymore.
"She'll just have some toast. Thank you." Calum piped up. She smiled sympathetically before walking around the table, collecting menus. When she got to me, she leaned down to whisper in my ear.
"I don't know what happened, but don't let that boy go. If I had known he was in a relationship, I wouldn't have flirted. I can tell how much you mean to each other."
"Oh, we-" I whispered back, shaking my head before she cut me off.
"Seems like it though, only a matter of time." She patted my shoulder before walking away from the table.
"What was that about?" Michael asked.
"Oh, just girl stuff, she wanted to know why I was crying and if she had to kick anyone where the sun doesn't shine." I smiled as best I could and the boys cringed.
"Anyways, how's the tour? My life is boring I want to hear about yours, my punk rockers!" I smiled and we all laughed. They were far from being punk rock and we all knew it. We all chatted before the waitress came out with our food, but I just wasn't in the mood for anything except my bed. I nibbled on some toast, but my stomach still churned from my earlier thoughts.
Once we were done we all payed. I insisted that I pay for myself and the boys' didn't argue with me. They all still felt bad for earlier. We all made our way out of the diner and Roberto texted me telling me where to go. The boys got in and I propelled myself down the street again.
As I rolled down the sidewalk, I couldn't help but let my mind wander. To Robert in Kuwait. To what the waitress said. To what Luke said. It all ran through my mind at a million miles an hour. Until a single whistle pulled me from my thoughts.
"Hello, Love. You look mighty fine riding that skateboard, I know what else you can ride!" I just kicked my foot faster and pretended I didn't hear him. He didn't seem to like that too much. Even though I could see the car I still didn't feel safe. I take back what I said about this city feeling safer than Buffalo.
"Hey pretty lady, where are you skating off to? I just want to talk." I was close enough to the car that if I ran that I would make it. In one swift motion, I stopped and grabbed my board. I began to run and I was halfway to the car when the guy grabbed me from behind. I tried to free myself from his grasp, but he was strong. I prepared myself to scream, and that's exactly what I did.
"LUKE!" My scream was blood curdling and I was damn proud of it at this exact moment. His filthy hand covered my mouth and he yelled at me to shut the fuck up if I didn't want him to kill me.
I bit down on his hand at the same time I kicked my foot back to hit him in the nuts. He released me and I tried again to run.
"LUKE, CALUM, HELP M-" I began to wail, but my pursuer had me in his grasp again. My scream was enough though because I heard the slamming of car doors and Roberto followed by all four of the boys came running over to us. Whoever was holding me must have panicked because I was thrown to the ground and looked back to see him sprinting away. All the guys rushed over to me, pulling me off the ground.
"Oh my god are you okay?! This was a dumb idea, we should have parked closer! I am so done with hiding you, this is bullshit you could have been killed!" Luke was normally the quiet guy, but he was going off and he was PISSED.
"Luke, calm down, I'm okay! Let's just go to the car and we can talk about all of this there. Okay?" He was breathing hard and his hands were clenched at his sides. He began to speak, but I walked over to him and grabbed his hands, smoothing out the harsh fists he was making.
"Luke, honey, look at me, I'm okay. We can talk about this on the bus, Okay?" I looked in his beautiful blue eyes and he nodded slowly. I led him to the car, the rest of the boys following. We all got in, Calum sitting in the front this time, Luke and I in the middle, Mikey and Ashton in the back with Roberto driving.
I held Luke's left hand in both of mine, rubbing calming circles in the tense muscles. I couldn't help myself from smiling at the small contact. I couldn't help myself from picturing a time when I wouldn't have to be calming him down to hold his hand. I have always been a dreamer. I am happy in my dreams. They tell me I'm pretty and give me everything I could ever want in the world.
Luke began to calm down, his muscles smoothing out. He didn't pull his hand away so I continued massaging it with mine. This was nice, I liked this, I could stay like this forever. Time hates me though and we pulled up to the bus. I let go of Luke's hand and grabbed my things before hopping out of the car, popping the seat forward for Michael. Roberto got out of the car as well and I went over to hug him. He was such a teddy bear!
"I missed you, Roberto! Keep me updated about Karen, and I want pictures." I mumbled. He squeezed me a little tighter and let me go.
"You got it kiddo, Keep these Yahoo's in line while I'm gone, will ya?" I Smiled and nodded. He walked back over to the car and got in before we waved at each other. Roberto was smart enough to know that I didn't want to talk about what had just happened and I respected that. I made my way to the bus door where Ashton was waiting.
"Hey, Riss, I'm really sorry about this morning. I didn't mean to make you upset..." He looked so guilty, I felt so bad.
"Ashton, it wasn't your fault. You had no idea that it was a touchy subject. It's not like I never talk about him when we talk, today was just a heavy day. Don't you worry about me," I smiled and pulled him into a hug. This day is just full of hugs.
"Don't be sad anymore. I forbid it!" I laughed, but he still wasn't the happy Ashton I loved.
"Ashton Fletcher Irwin, do NOT make me tickle you. You may be bigger than me, but I can still take you down kangaroo boy!" I started jumping around like I was a ninja and made weird faces. After a bit Ashton started laughing one of his many glorious laughs. I messed up his hair and went around him into the bus, Ashton soon following.
As I entered the living room though, the light, airy atmosphere turned heavy again. All three boys were sitting on the couch, watching me. Ashton walked past me and sat with them as well. Things were about to get heavy.
"Marissa we really need to talk about this." I felt like I was about to be scolded by my parents. Not like I was about to discuss my privacy with my best friends.
"Don't you think we should wait a while and call Clara about this. She is as much a part of this decision as I am. She will be in the spot light too if we tell everyone about us." She would be here tonight anyways, not like they knew though.
"We can call her later, besides, you guys know each other better than anybody else, I think she will agree with whatever you say." He had a point, but that doesn't mean Clara won't want her say in this.
"Can I at least take a shower first? I feel disgusting. I still feel like Airplane and that guy was nasty with a capital N!" I pleaded.
"Fine, but we are far from finished talking about this." Luke reminded. I nodded, avoiding this until Clara got her wasn't going to be easy.
I went into the back lounge, grabbing my suitcase and gathering my bathroom essentials before going into the bathroom and locking the door. My main concern now is avoiding this conversation until Clara gets here to talk some sense into them with me. Without her it's a lost cause.
I want us to stay a secret for a little while longer. At least for now.