Little Wolf

Chapter 12: Scary Encounter

Was up my Oreos? Hope you've had an awesome week. Hope you've enjoyed the book so far and hope you enjoy it till the very end which shouldn't be for a while. Added a new cover and also just wanna say, wow. 150 views. You guys are just amazing! Anyway, no more talking, here's chapter 12.

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Harry's P.O.V.🐱

"Best. Concert. Ever." I said as we ran off stage to the bus. It was probably around eight thirty to nine o' clock and we were all pretty beat after another great concert.

"I just can't wait to get some sleep." Louis complained as he walked like a zombie as we approached the bus.

"I hope Julia was okay staying in the bus." Niall said as he pulled open the bus door. He stepped in and froze blocking the doorway for the rest of us to get in.

"Niall, move your ass." Louis whined pushing him. Niall didn't seem to budge but he held a smile on his face.

"What's gotten you so happy?" Liam asked as Lou finally managed to push the leprechaun out of the doorway. He didn't say anything, he just pointed to the TV room.

We looked down the short hall and I couldn't stop the smile creeping on my lips.

Julia was asleep on a pile of blankets and pillows arranged on the floor with the menu screen for some movie playing on the tv. She must've slept through the entire thing. I looked a bit closer and noticed someone else.

I about blew my top. If that was that prick Trevor then I was going to have a very serious chat with Julia. I took a closer look at this new person and recognized them to be Sam, the other girl from the meet-n-greet.

"Looks like she made a friend." I whispered to the other lads. They came closer and all of them seemed to be happy except Liam. When is he ever happy anymore? It seems Julia is always pissing him off.

He took a few deep breaths trying to keep his cool before he went to his bunk. Smart move. We all got ready for bed and said goodnight. 

Julia's P.O.V.🐺

I woke up some time around midnight. I smiled at the boys fast asleep and snoring in their bunks. Sam was still passed out beside me. Maybe I could sneak out for a bit of fresh of air, I thought.

I slowly stood up and crept past the bunks holding the sleeping boys and opened the bus door. It made a small ssssh noise but not loud enough to wake anyone up thankfully.

I walked through the parking lot and made my way into the arena. I found the stage and sat on the edge, dangling my feet off, and stared at the rows of chairs still set up from the concert just a few hours ago.

"Couldn't sleep?" A voice asked making me jump. I swear I had a mini heart attack as I turned around to see Trevor.

"Don't do that! You gave me a heart attack." I scolded him as he smiled and walked over to me. He sat to my left and leaned back on his hands.

"Didn't mean to. So what are you doing out here this late? Wouldn't your dads get mad if they knew you were up?" He asked smiling at me.

"I couldn't sleep and besides, it's not like they own me. I'm my own person and they won't be able to control me." I smirked looking from him to the rows of chairs. The chairs seemed to stretch forever like a never ending sea.

"Little rebel attitude, I like it." His comment made my cheeks turn bright red.

"I guess you could say that." I smiled bringing my knees to my chest.