Brave ~ Sequel to Jay Cee El

Chapter Thirty Four ~ How Hard Is It To Send One Text?

Here is the next chapter! I know that it was just Liz’s P.O.V, but I need it to be hers again. You’ll see why ;)

Enjoy!

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Liz’s P.O.V

                I rolled my eyes at Caitlin and Marty, who were being all lovey dovey on the couch. It made me want to puke. Especially because my boyfriend isn’t here so I could be all lovey dovey with. That’s even if I have a boyfriend right now.

                I haven’t spoken to Niall in almost two weeks. Other than a quick text here and there. But even those texts would be a simple ‘hey’ or something like that. It was completely stupid and I’m starting to get mad. How hard is it to send one text? I know it’s not just him. I’ve been trying to make this work and he’s not. I text him… no reply.

                I got up from my seat on the floor and walked towards the bunk. I think that a nice nap would help me clear my head. I’m sure that Niall just busy or something. All I know is that I don’t have another concert till Wednesday night, because our schedule opened up.

                We had to cancel a concert because of some really bad weather conditions. I feel so bad because they were so excited. I’m going to be talking to Dylan about rescheduling something for it. I want to do something for all the people that were disappointed.

                I didn’t bother changing into pajamas or anything. I just wanted to take a nap. But of course as soon as I was under the covers and in the dark of my bunk I wasn’t tired anymore. I swear it’s like Sims and God just canceled my action.

“Julie! Bring me my phone!” I yelled out. I heard Julie sigh and then mutter a few words that shouldn’t ever be repeated. Alright… I’ll tell you. She called me a lazy ass. She’s so mean sometimes.

“Here.” Julie said, pulling the curtain back and tossed me my phone.

                I thanked her and unlocked it. As usual no new texts, but I do have a snap chat from my sister. I miss her a lot and this helps. I think I’m going to bring here over to London sometime. I know how much she wants to visit. I sent a silly picture back and then exited the app. There was really nothing to do, so I went on Twitter and followed a ton of people.

                I yawned and tossed my phone to the side, feeling the tiredness come again. I snuggled up to the tee shirt Niall gave me when he came before. It doesn’t smell  like him anymore all it smells like is my perfume.

                Just as I was falling asleep my ringtone off. I never thought it’d be so mad to hear Niall singing. I was so close to falling asleep and then the stupid phone goes off. I patted around my bed until I felt the phone. I opened one eye and looked at the screen. I sat up, hitting my head on the bottom of the bunk above me.

“Fuck.” I muttered, rubbing the top of my head. When I looked at the screen again it was like the pain was gone. Niall was calling me.

“Hey babe.” I said, answering the phone.

“Is it true?” Niall asked.

                 I was surprised or two reasons. The first was that Niall normally greets me with a nice phrase or something. It was always sweet and it would always make me blush. It was weird and surprising for him to answer like this. The second thing that surprised me was what he was asking. I have no clue what he is talking about.