"How do the boys feel about you being here?"
"They're ok with it, but who cares what they think."
"How are you feeling?"
"Well, my shoulder blade and arm were throbbing earlier."
"Why? What happened?"
"Uh, I got a tattoo. You literally met me outside of the building."
"Oh right. What tattoo did you get?"
"Well, Harry took a picture of my shoulder blade, but this is the one I got on my arm."
"Wow that's amazing. What's the significance behind them?"
"Well I got a paper airplane because it reminds me of how far I've gotten. And the butterfly, well.. Niall let me use his butterfly necklace and I wore it to some VIP party."
"Oh, his mom's jewelry?"
"Yea. And Harry got a butterfly tattoo as well, so.."
"Why did you get the same tattoo as Harry?"
"Well he got a moth, so they're not identical. We're sorta seeing each other and no one but the boys and Andrew know."
"You're not dating?"
"Well no. He hasn't asked me to, but he asked me out for Saturday."
"Well if you guys aren't dating, then why do you kiss him?"
"How would you know if we kiss?"
"Because I'm not stupid. Harry's like that."
"Like what?"
"He gets attached too quickly. He's not sure what he wants. He used to date Louis behind Eleanors back."
"I doubt it."
"You want proof?"
Zayn reaches for his phone in his back pocket, and pulls up several videos.
"Make sure Eleanor doesn't see us, Louis."
"She's doing laundry."
I saw Harry creeping his fingers down Louis' pants, as they looked at each other.
"Quickie?"
"Hazza, Eleanor is in the other room."
Suddenly, Harry reached for Lou's face, and pulled him closer to his face. Their lips intimately kissed each other's, as they both seemed really into it.
"That was a long time ago. I'm sure he changed.
"Here's a video before we left for this tour. So only a few months ago."
Zayn scrolled for another video, as my heart was pounding. It was a black screen, but Zayn turned his volume all the way up. I could hear squeaking and some muffled raspy voices. My jaw dropped as I heard them moan.
"You like that Lou?"
"Mm, yea Haz."
I felt my heart drop. Like when you're on a rollercoaster and you just, drop. I could feel my damaged heart sink into a bottomless pit. It just kept sinking.
"I can't watch this."
"I have plenty of others if you don't believe me."
"Why wouldn't I believe you?"
"Because you only hear it. The video is black."
I stared off into the distance. Were all those little things he told me a lie? The time we danced after the vip party? And when we cuddled on the bus? Or even when we kissed in the pool? Was he using me for attention?
Zayn put his hand on my cheek, and stared into my eyes.
"It's going to be okay."
My teary eyes met with his, as a teardrop crept down my face.
"If you really cared how I felt, why would you break me and show me these?"
"Because you needed to know the truth."
"Why?"
"The longer he kept it, the longer you would hurt."
"Why would you care how I feel?"
"Because, you're special."
Suddenly Zayn grasped my cheek, and gently kissed my lips. I pulled away, and stared at him, in shock.
"How could you? I just found out about them, and now you're trying to kiss me?"
"You're alright."
Zayn tried kissing me again, but I backed away.
"Zayn, I can't do this right now. Not tomorrow, not next week, never. I'm in love with someone else and all you're doing is fucking it up. If you really cared, you'd walk away.
"I didn't mean to hurt you."
Suddenly, I heard rustling in the bushes, and my head immediately jerked to see who had been prowling around.
"You better back the fuck up." Harry demanded.
"How long have you been there?" Zayn asked, backing up.
"Please don't hurt him!" I cried.
Harry walked up to Zayn, putting his face next to his, and whispered;
"If I ever see you kiss my girlfriend again, I'll fuck you up."
Okay, I admit I got butterflies when he said that, but my heart was pounding at the same time. Harry had just called me his girlfriend. I mean, we're not actually dating.
"Please Harry! We don't need anyone getting in trouble! Not again please! I don't want to see you hurt."
Instead of Zayn just walking away, he made things worse and dug a deeper hole.
"We both know you're keeping a secret from Victoria. She deserved to know the truth and I told her."
"That's not up for you to decide!"
I reached into my bag, and called Niall.
"Hello?"
"Niall, meet me by the bench behind the tattoo place, where the pathway is please!"
"Why? What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Zayn and Harry might kill each other. Please hurry."
"We're on our way, hang tight love."
I hung up my phone, and I could hear the anger in Harry's voice rise.
"Why were you kissing her? She didn't want you!"
"Maybe she needed me because she couldn't date a liar!"
"I wasn't lying! I was going to tell her the truth when I thought it was time! I'm not gonna be a dick like you, and rub it in her face on her fucking birthday you asshole!"
Zayn and Harry argued for a bit, while I was panicking.
"Please just stop!"
I heard the sound of a door slam shut, and footsteps come closer to where we were standing.
Andrew came rushing, with the boys right behind him. Andrew attempted to split the boys up while Niall held me.
As Niall hugged me tight, I could see Harry try to punch Zayn. Andrew split them up before anyone could throw hands.
Everything happened so fast, it was crazy. I shut my eyes tight, and prayed that everything would just stop. I wish that time would freeze, and I could get a minute to just think about all this. If only Zayn didn't try to kiss me, this wouldn't have happened.
And why was Harry following us? Did my dad ask him too? Well, Harry told me he would tell me if he did. Maybe Harry was keeping that from me too.
Niall took me to the bus to relax, as Andrew tried to diffuse the situation.
"So, what happened? You don't have to talk if you don't want to."
"No, it's alright. Zayn showed me videos of Lou and Harry kissing and shit. Then, he tried to kiss me, because he thought Harry wasn't good enough for me. Harry followed us, and saw me back away and scold Zayn. They argued when I called you."
"I'm just glad you called, and that you're alright."
"I didn't want to see another scratch on Harry's face. Louis' face is torn enough."
"It's not your fault Victoria."
"Nothing ever is. Not the VIP party, not this, nothing. Why did Harry even keep this away from me?"
"He didn't want you to be furious. He was scared of how you would react. I know he should've told you sooner, but that was his decision to make. I didn't want to come between you guys."
"I know how hard it was for you to keep this from me."
"They broke up. Eleanor found out, and threatened them. She dumped Louis and said if she had ever seen Harry again, she would make sure everyone would know about their secret relationship."
"That's horrible of her."
"Yea. Harry didn't want to tell you everything because he needed to be sure he was actually in love."
"How would you know?"
"We have our own conversations."
"And he told you everything?"
"Well, we've been a band for years. Liam said there's no secrets. And if it makes you feel any better, Harry was gonna ask you if you'd like to go on a date on Saturday."
"Really?"
"Yea, just keep it between us. I wasn't supposed to spill."
"Yea, I won't say anything."
Suddenly, Andrew had Harry by the ear, and dragged him onto the bus with Louis and Liam behind them.
"Are you out of your goddamn mind?" Harry shouted.
"You almost hit him! We don't need another fight on our hands." Andrew replied.
"He kissed Victoria! She didn't even want him to, she backed away and Zayn kept trying to kiss her!"
"Alright but why do you have to get involved? Zayn would have gotten in trouble for harassment or something, but you just had to make things worse!"
"He made Victoria uncomfortable! She was crying, and Zayn fucked it up!"
"What happened to Louis? Victoria is just some girl from the crew. Your heart wants Lou!"
"Clearly you don't fucking know me at all! Victoria is special! Sure me and Louis have a history, but we've changed. It's a whole other conversation for me and Victoria to have."
Niall cleared his throat, and everyone turned to stare at my bunk. I was hiding my swollen face, as the boys did their own thing. Andrew walked over to the driver seat so we could get out of there, while Liam and Lou sat on the couch.
"How is she?" Harry asked
"She just needs space and time." Niall explained.
"Can you please tell her that I'm sorry?"
"Course lad."
As Harry put his head down and walked away, a sudden wave of guilt hit me. I was the reason that louis' face was torn up, I am the reason for this problem.
"Harry wait!" I shouted.
Harry quickly turned around, and walked over to my bunk.
"Yea?"
"I'm sorry. And I'm also not mad."
"Victoria, if anything, I'm the one who should be saying sorry. And how could you not be mad?"
"You already apologized. I'm not mad, because I understand. If you say that you and Louis are done, then I trust you. I believe you when you say that you care about me. I could never be mad at you for wanting to keep me safe."
Harry pulled me into a hug, and wrapped his arms around me.
*Ding*
I pulled away from Harry, and reached for my phone.