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Chapter 22 - Chapter 22 I Want to Write You a Song

I nearly jumped out of my bed when I heard the sound of Niall's speaker on full blast. Remember last night when he was rocking out with Wren to "Work From Home" by Fifth Harmony? Well, that's the same song he was blasting.

🎶You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work

But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work🎵

I rolled over with gloomy eyes, and stared at Niall. We made eye contact, and he bursted out laughing.

"You weren't supposed to see me dancing!".

"Your speaker is so loud. It's kind of hard not to notice."

Niall walked over to his nightstand to shut off the music, while I was getting up from my bed.

I grabbed my phone, to check my notifications.

From Dad

Happy birthday kiddo 🥳 - Nolan got sick so I need to watch Cookie. Maybe you can spend the day with the boys?

To Dad

Yea sure, I'll ask Niall.

"Happy birthday."

"Thanks. Hey, I was supposed to spend the day with my dad after the performance, but he just canceled. Some kid got sick and can't watch Cookie, so my dad's stuck watching him. He asked if I could crash with you guys today? If that's okay."

"Yea sure. Harry and Louis mentioned they wanted to get some tattoos. You could probably hold their hands."

"Do you think I could get a tattoo?"

Niall hesitated before he could even answer.

"Your dad would literally kill us. You'd have to ask him."

"He would definitely say no. Even though I'm 18 now, he'd still have a shit fit. What if I just don't tell him?"

"How the hell are you gonna hide a tattoo from your dad? It's not like you could just wash it off."

"Even if he finds out, he would have to deal with it. I'm 18 and it's my body. At least I'm not getting weird ass piercings on my face. It would just be a small paper airplane tattoo on my arm. Or maybe even some birds on my shoulder blade."

"Start with the arm tattoo. Your shoulder blade could really hurt, since it's a boney area. It'll probably hurt a lot."

"Alright."

*Knock knock knock*

Niall walked over to the door to look through the peephole, while I grabbed some clothes and headed over to the bathroom to get changed.

"Hey Harry, whats up?"

"Not much, just stopping by to see Victoria. I wanted to wish her a happy birthday."

"I think she's changing right now, do you want to wait inside?"

"Yea sure."

I slipped on some dark blue ripped jeans, a flesh coloured crop top, and a camo sweater.

I brushed my hair and teeth, and put on some mascara. I walked out of the bathroom, to see Harry waiting on my bed.

"Happy birthday love. You look good. What happened to your spring coat?" Harry said, getting up and stretching out his arms to give me a hug.

"I guess I just felt like wearing this. My dad bailed and was hoping if I could crash today with you guys."

"Of course. Andrew is collecting all the luggage so I'll help you guys pack up. I think Adam and Paul are sending Andrew to babysit us today because of last night. Then, I'm pretty sure we're gonna stop on the way for food."

"Are Louis and Liam okay? Mostly Louis. He wasn't looking too great. I'm worried about how much makeup he'd have to wear to cover his face."

"Don't worry about it. They're waiting downstairs I think. You can catch up with them later."

We all turned to the door after hearing the sound of someone swipe their card. Andrew and a bellboy were walking in, collecting our luggage to put on the tour bus.

Niall handed Andrew his luggage, just as Harry was helping me pack up.

In the lobby

I rushed over to my dad, who had his arms stretched out for a hug. I leaped into his arms, while Andrew was loading up the bus.

"Happy birthday Victoria. Are you ready for the performance?" My dad asked, clearly exposing a surprise everyone had planned.

"Don't spoil anything!" Paul said, sushing my dad with a chuckle.

"Where's Louis and Liam?" I asked, looking around like a lost puppy.

"They're in the bus." Adam replied.

I ran over to the bus and walked in.

"Louis! Liam!" I said out of relief, and out of breath.

They were both sitting on the couch, going through their phones. They jumped up, and gave me a hug.

"What happened? Does the press know?" I asked.

"No. I think Paul and Adam paid Michael hush money. Are you okay? That old bastard was totally out of line!" Louis shouted.

"I was worried for you! You have no idea how hard it was for Niall to drag me out of there. He literally dragged me."

Louis' face was black and blue all over. I was surprised to see that he had stitches above his eyebrow. I didn't even know they went to the hospital. He even had a black eye. Liam's face was a little torn up. Not as bad at Louis.

"We all saw what happened. Michael was drunk, which is why he acted up." Liam explained.

"That prick even suggested paying everyone to keep quiet. He knew everyone witnessed the fight, and that it was self defense." Louis said.

"I know nothings my fault, but you guys took a massive bullet for me last night. I seriously owe you guys." I said.

"You don't owe us anything." Liam pleaded.

Suddenly, Andrew came on the bus with Niall and Harry following behind him.

"Where do you guys wanna stop for breakfast before the 2 hour long drive." Andrew asked, while getting into the driver's seat.

Liam: "McDonald's."

Niall: "McDonald's."

Louis: "McDonald's."

Me: "Anywheres good-"

Harry: "McDonald's."

Everyone burst out laughing.

"Victoria being the Canadian she is." Harry said, laughing.

"The Canadian in Victoria awakes." Liam added with a grin.

"Why don't we let Victoria decide. It's her birthday." Niall suggested, while fixing his hair.

"It would be so mean if I didn't choose McDonald's. But since I'm Canadian, it would totally be a dick move." I said, fidgeting with the 1D bracelets I was wearing.

"Victoria, I will never forgive you if you don't choose McDonald's. Look at my poor face." Louis said, with puppy dog eyes.

"McDonald's it is." I said, grinning from ear to ear.

"And that lads, is how you break a Canadian." Louis said with pride.

"Since it's my birthday, we're stopping by Starbucks. I've never tried their coffee. I usually get my coffee from Tim Hortons." I said.

"Do you live in an igloo too?" Liam teased.

"No, but I can build a pretty damn good snow fort bud." I replied, using the most Canadian accent ever.

Fast forward to McDonald's.

Liam ordered the same thing as last time we had ordered from Mcdonalds.

"5 big mac menus 3 cokes 1 sprite 1 fanta 5 mcflurry Kit Kat's and 10 cheeseburgers."

Liam came back onto the bus with the food he had just ordered. He set everything down on the table, and placed 4 cheeseburgers in the mini fridge. He made sure to save the McFlurrys, because no one really wanted to eat those at like 11 in the morning.

Andrew was driving the bus. I honestly lost track of where we were going, or where we were. I assumed that when Liam would be done eating, he would drive the bus so Andrew could eat.

Niall pulled out trays from a cabinet in the kitchen, so we knew who's food was who's. That didn't stop Harry from trying to steal bites of my cheeseburger.

"How have you never tried Starbucks coffee?" Louis asked, with his mouth full.

"Because I'm not your typical white girl." I replied.

*Ding*

I looked over my shoulder to grab my phone.

From Zayn Malik

Happy birthday! Hope 18 treats you well. Was wondering if you'd like to hang out later. Walk around?

To Zayn Malik

How did you know it was my birthday? And idk if I can. Have a performance later and the boys and I are getting tattoos.

From Zayn Malik

Because your snapchat says so. Is everyone getting tattoos? Niall doesn't have any lol.

To Zayn Malik

Oh. Maybe you can pick me up at the tattoo place? I'd make Andrew drive me, but he's babysitting the boys on Paul's orders.

From Zayn Malik

Yea sure. Why does Andrew need to babysit the boys?

To Zayn Malik

Nevermind. It's not my place to talk about, and I'd rather respect their privacy. Also, why do you want to hang out? If it matters, I'm seeing someone.

From Zayn Malik

I didn't mean like a date, or anything. Just want to hang out. I would ask the other boys to tag along, but I really don't think they want to see me.

To Zayn Malik

Did anyone ask you to stall me or keep me busy? My dads terrible at keeping surprises, and the crew is planning something.

From Zayn Malik

I mean it. I probably owe it to someone anyways. The way I just left, was pretty uncalled for. Anywhere special you'd want to go?

To Zayn Malik

I wouldn't know any places to go. I'm not from here.

From Zayn Malik

We could maybe just go for a walk? Then walk back to the hotel.

To Zayn Malik

Sounds good. Idk if I can definitely go though. I'll let you know if anything comes up.

From Zayn Malik

Alright.

"Hello?? Earth to Victoria!" Louis shouted.

"What? What's going on?" I asked, looking up from my phone.

"You seriously didn't hear a thing?" Niall asked as he raised his eyebrow.

I hesitated before I could even answer.

"N-No." I replied nervously.

"She had her eyes glued to her phone guys." Harry teased.

"Not your typical white girl?" Louis said jokingly.

"Seriously what did I miss?" I asked, chuckling.

"Was that your dad you were texting?" Harry asked.

"No." I replied.

"Who was it?" Harry asked, keeping a straight face.

"Why?" I asked, shrugging my arms

"Victoria, if you're going to be touring with us, you need to understand that there are no secrets. At least us boys." Liam said, stuffing his face.

"I have a secret." Harry said, beginning to laugh.

Liam turned to Harry and shot him a look as if to say "shut up lad. I'm trying to be a parent here, but it's quite difficult when you're acting like a little shit."

I swear if looks could kill, Liam would've already killed Harry.

Liam turned back around, and continued with his "dad lecture".

"No secrets." Liam added, before taking another bite of his cheeseburger.

I reached for my phone, and gave it to Liam.

Silence flowed through the moving bus. Everyone was waiting for Liam to finish reading the conversation Zayn and I just had. It was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.

"Why does Zayn want to hangout with you?" Liam asked, lowering his cheeseburger away from his mouth.

"You read the whole thing." I replied.

"Wait wait wait! Zayn?! That little shit never even texted us once, and here he is, having a fooking conversation with you? And you're meeting up?" Louis shouted.

Everyone seemed kind of pissed off.

I grabbed my phone back from Liam and read the whole conversation aloud, so no one would be complaining.