Working For That Happy Ending. (Sequel to Drum Sticks And Bass Guitars)

Secrets

"He met some fans,

He saw one crying,

He gave her a hug,

And said he loved her,

Ten minutes later,

He forgets it ever happened,

Ten years later,

It will still be the thing keeping her happy"

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As soon as we set foot on the bus, the guys totally crashed. Obviously it was a lot of work, and it was pretty late. 11pm to be exact, normally, to them its not very late.. But whatever. But I was far from tired, so, I could play video games... Or, prank them? I like the second idea.

I grabbed some of my black nail polish, and nail polish remover before walking into the bunks having a few markers in hand. I made sure it was easily washable, so I could draw on the boys. I was lucky when Luke had both hands where I could easily paint his nails, I slowly did. And I softly drew an arrow pointing to his lip piercing going across his cheek, along with my handwriting going beside it.

Luke, stop trying to be punk rock.

And a mustache might have been added as well...

I kneeled down to Michael's bunk, sketching a perfect game controller across his face. Along with as many fingers of nail polish I could apply.

Calum got an "extended" eyebrow... More like one eyebrow instead of two. Along with black polish.

Ashton, I already knew what I wanted to do. I got a sharpie, and softly pushed up the sleeves of his jumper. He wasn't lying when he said he would stop for me, because most of them started to heal. I just starred at them for awhile, he must feel so upset, so empty and alone... I shook my head, ridding myself of the thoughts, I drew a butterfly on each wrist, just below his cuts, then pulled the sleeves back, covering them. A cat face was drawn on his nose, I painted his nails too.

I placed the nail polish remover on the counter with a note, before I changed and went to sleep. I still heard the snores from each of the boys bunks, and I giggled to myself.

"Hannah, I know you drew on me." Ashton said from the bunk below me. I groaned cause I thought I had gotten away with it...

I poked my head down to look at him, letting my hair fall. "Well, at least your a cute cat..." I joked.

"Your lucky I love you, other wise I'd kill u right now." He says quietly, smiling. I gulped, letting the smile slide off me face. He said he loved me, does he mean it just as a friendly way?

"Well, it's washable anyway..." I said trying to cover my reaction, pulling myself into my bunk again.

Does this mean he noticed me when I was drawing on his arms?

*

"Why are my nails painted?!"

"Why is there a fucking game controller on my face?!"

"But Im more punk rock than Michael!"

"Aw! I am a cute cat!"

I started to laugh hearing the boys ramble on about what happened the night before, and how they felt stupid for not noticing me. But I still laid in my bunk, face down on my pillow.

"Wake up!!!" Someone yelled into my ear. Causing me to jump up, then falling a few feet onto the floor with a thud. They erupted into laughter whilst I was groaning in pain.

"Are you*laugh*okay?" Calum asked helping me up.

"Yea, I'm fantastic" I replied sarcastically. "I would recommend you all clean your faces soon, any interviews today?" I ask walking into the front of the bus, getting a water bottle and leaning against the counter. Luke, Calum, and Michael sat on the couch talking and arguing about who was better... I don't understand them...

"Hey, c'mon, you promised." Ashton said just so I could hear. He got some cereal and a bowl, filling it with milk and handing it to me. I sighed, and watched him do the same for himself. He sent me another look and I ate quickly,

"So, obviously the cat face came off, but this won't..." Ashton said pulling his sleeves up, showing my work from the night before. I smiled at him, he returned it pulling the sleeves of his jumper back down. I couldn't help myself, I wrapped my arms around his torso, leaving him shocked at first. But he hugged me back,

"I'm so proud of you." I said into his chest. I slowly pulled away, and he was just smiling. "Sorry," I said awkwardly. He giggled shaking his head,

"You don't need to be sorry," he laughed.

"Babe?!" Someone shouted loudly from the other side of the room. I sighed, turning around and looking at them. "We need to get to an interview, so your just gonna hang out with the 1D boys. Kay?" Luke asks

"Why can't I just-"

"Nope. No arguing. Go get ready" Michael said. Why couldn't I just hang out with them at the interview?

"If you are hiding another secret from me," I took the pause to look at Ashton for a moment "you better tell me right now, or I will kick your guys' butts later." I said keeping eye contact. He just shrugged under my gaze, turning back and eating again. I sent the others a look before walking off to get ready.

I straightened my hair, and did my makeup. Pulling on a muscle tank top along with a jumper that I knew was Ashton's, it was cold so... Yea. Is that a good explanation?... No? I don't care. I felt the bus stop, and I pulled on my black vans, and walked to the front of the bus.

"See you later," I say going down the steps of the bus.

"Is that my sweatshirt?" Ashton called out, I laughed and just ignored him. Seeing the red, one direction tour bus, I hopped on.

"Hey!" Zayn shouted and I was pulled into a hug.

"How's it going love?" Liam asks from the couch. I just smiled as I was laughing.

"Why are you so happy Zayn? Or awake?" I ask getting him to let me go. He shrugged, skipping off into the bunks again.

"Sup." Niall said, nodding his head head, with sunglasses and a SnapBack. I laughed, sitting beside Liam. Suddenly Louis was rushing to the fridge and franticly searching for something.

"YES!" He cheered, holding a bag of carrots?

"Why is everyone acting so strange?" I asked raising an eyebrow at Liam.

"Sweet heart, this is normal for us." He joked, flicking to the next channel of the tv.

"Louis? Where is Harry?" I asked

"Uh..." He said stalling. It's what it seemed like at least. "He left this morning, don't really know where he is..." He replied quickly. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"What are you all hiding from me?" I asked feeling upset "seriously, what's the problem now?" I said mostly to myself.

"Nothing's wrong, don't get yourself worked up bout it. Okay?" Niall said sending me a half smile. I didn't return it, I knew they weren't telling me something...

I guess, whatever it was, that it couldn't be that bad because they don't seem stressed, or worried about about it... So why should I?

The only thing was that it seemed like the guys were giving me stuff to keep me busy. Throughout the whole day I-

*pre-recorded several covers on YouTube.*

*cleaned the bunks*

*organized their movies/video games*

*read half of The Fault In Our Stars*

Like I don't mind cleaning, because I can't stand something being dirty, but seriously. It was like they purposefully trashed the place-wait!

I hate them.... So much.