"It feels amazing to be on tour! And have our own tour bus!" Michael yelled. "Shh. Taylor is still sleeping." I said. "Then wake her ass up!" Calum yelled.
Let's see. How am I going to do this? I can't roll her over, she will just fall on the ground. Actually, I'm going to do that. I got on the other side on the bed, and pushed her off the bed. There was a huge bang, and a few moans. "Ouch." She said sitting up. I was laughing. "I am going to kill you." She said getting up. "Nope!" I yelled running away.
"I think Luke should dress up like a penis, Ashton can dress up as an ass, I can dress up as a boob, and Calum can be the other boob." Michael said into a microphone. Gotta love Soundcheck. "There is no way in hell that I am dressing up as a penis." I said. "Why? You have one. You look at it everyday. And taylor seen it-" "what did I see?" Taylor asked. "Luke's-" "alright Mikey." I said covering his mouth and smiling.
"No!" I yelled at Luke. "You are sick!" He yelled. "I threw up once! I am not sick!" I yelled. "Just lay down on the couch, and when we finish, we will go back on the bus, so you can sleep and rest." He said. "I'm not sick" I said. "Taylor!" He yelled. "Fine! I'll lay down on the couch like you told me to." I said plopping down on the couch. "Thank you!" He yelled, as he walked out.
I got up, and walked up to the stage. The guys were standing on stage, talking to the crowd. "This is our first concert!" Michael said into the microphone. The crowd went wild. Luke looked backstage, and looked at me. "Does anyone want to see me tell at my sister!?" Luke asked into the microphone. The crowd went crazy. "Tay, come on up here." He said. I walked awkwardly up the stairs, and onto the stage. "Taylor, I thought you were sick." Calum coming behind me. "I would much rather talk about this later." I said. "Nope. Now." Luke said. I rolled my eyes.
"Why are you off of the couch?" He asked. "Because I'm not sick." I said. Luke looked at me. "Michael, feel her head!" Luke yelled. Michael came over to me, and touched my forehead. "A little warm." Michael said.
"Taylor, come here." I said. I swung my body around so I was facing her. Sit." I said. She sat on my lap. "What's really going on?" I asked into the microphone. "I told you, I would rather talk about off of the stage, in PRIVATE!" She said, yelling louder on the word private.
"Just tell us tay!" Luke yelled. "I can't!" I yelled, but I got a microphone now. "Why." Luke asked. "B-because the last time, I got harassed!" I yelled. Can he figure it out now!? I felt a hand lead me off stage. It was Calum.
"Who's is it!" He yelled. I sighed. "Taylor please. I need to know. I need to know." Calum said. "Luke's." I replied. "What!" Luke yelled. "Calum! Your microphone in you ear!!" I yelled. I ran away. "Tay! Wait!" Luke yelled.
The concert was finally over, and Luke and I were in the hotel room. "Wanna talk about it?" He asked. "There's nothing to talk about. I should have stayed home." I said. "Don't think like that." He said. "Have you seen my twitter." I said. "No. Why?" He asked. I threw my phone at him. He read aloud: @TayTayHF slut. @TayTayHF get pregnant with your own brothers baby. Gross. @TayTayHF go back to where you come from! No one wants you here! You're just a girl who is looking for a sex partner. Luke finished.
"Don't cry." He said walking over to me. I nodded. "Hey, I'm happy. I'm not angry." He said. I nodded. "Look at me." He said. "Look at me." He said. I looked at him, and he stroked my cheek with his thumbs. "You're beautiful, amazing, funny, talented, loving, and the list goes on." He said. I took his hands in mine. "I love you." He said. Woah. He said he loved me. Should I say it back. "I love you too." I replied. He kissed me, and carried me to bed.