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

Go Ahead, Rip My Heart Out.

If You Don't Know by 5SOS

Go ahead, rip my heart out,

If you think that's what love's all about.

I want you to want me this way,

And I need you to need me to stay

If you say that you don't feel a thing

If you don't know, let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go

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I had to stay with the 1D guys until 12am. They were actually starting to annoy me, because they were starting to act anxious. But like exited instead of scared or nervous. Which was odd.

"Okay, c'mon, they are waiting" Harry said, ushering me towards the door. Later in the day he came back, but wouldn't say where he was before.

"Don't get your nickers in a twist, Styles" I said rolling my eyes and hopping down the stairs of the bus.

"Wait, come here for a sec..." He said, calling me back. He pulled out a bandana and reached for me. I flinched back, not allowing him to. "Trust me." He smiled. I let him tie it over my eyes and he picked me up. I heard the bus doors open and I got anxious.

"Harry, what is going on?" i asked, i didn't get a reply, just a chuckle.

He set me on the ground, and I fumbled to get the stupid blind fold off. To see why the heck everyone's been acting so strangely about,

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" They all shouted. Wait, it's my birthday? What?

"What day is it?" I asked feeling stupid and confused, looking around for an answer. But I haven't looked at my phone or paid much attention, and anyway, my birthday was never a big deal, just family would celebrate...

"The 18th" Harry laughed one again.

"Oh, and one more thing...." Luke said. He walked over to the bunks, and into the back lounge, after opening the door. Vanessa and Rotem walked out, I started laughing as they hugged me tightly. 3 and a half months is a long time...

When they let go I looked at the boys, "is this what you've been keeping from me?" I asked, they all nodded. Harry said he needed to get back to his bus, so I hugged him, and told him to tell the guys thank you.

We immediately started to drive to our next city. Everyone sat around for at least an hour before figuring out where to sleep. The girls are just staying tonight and the concert tomorrow. While Vanessa took my bunk, and Rotem slept on the couch up front, I decided to sleep in the lounge. But, one small problem, I couldn't sleep. Eventually I grabbed the Xbox controller and played a few rounds of COD.

"Can't sleep?" Ashton asked sitting beside me. I shook my head. After I died, I offered the controller to him, he took it without hesitation and began another game. "So, how does it feel to be 18?" He asked, I could tell he was smirking, but it was so dark I could just hardly see his face only with the light of the tv.

"Don't feel any different." I replied, with no emotion, leaning back on the couch. There was a long silence, and suddenly Ashton paused the game, looking at me.

"I, uh, miss you." He said. I kept my gaze locked on the paused game screen, hoping he would drop the topic. "Hannah?" He said trying to get my attention.

"Yea?"

"Did you hear me?"

"I heard you."

"I miss you. I love you still, give me one last chance." He edged on, hopeful.

"Ashton. I've given you more than a second chance, and I'm tired of getting hurt, and your hurting just as much as I am." I said trying not to look at him. But I could feel the guilt,

"I don't care, I'll make it up to you. Anything." Ashton grabbed my hand, I didn't pull it away, I just sighed.

"Something could happen again, and Ashton you need to stop hurting before anymore drama can happen."

"No. I don't care. Rip my heart out. Because nothing is hurting me more than living every day with you, and not being with you. It fucken hurts Hannah." I gulped hard. There was no way I could get out of this. I got myself too deep, I felt sick. I slowly untangled my hand from his, I could tell he was hurt. "I'm not going to give up."

I turned to finally look at him, and he smashed his lips onto mine. It was hard not to kiss back, but I pulled away, and stood up. I started to walk out, but I remembered I had no where else to go...

"Wait" he whispered "you can take my bunk."

"I'm sorry." I said walking out. I didn't want to sleep now, and I knew I couldn't. Now I was worried Ashton would do something we'd both regret, and that's a terrible feeling to have. To be the reason why.

Is it bad that I sat on the floor, with my back resting on Ashton's bunk, and my legs out so I would know if anyone went by?

Well... I did.

*

"Why the hell are you on the floor?" Michael asked, sitting up in his bunk, rubbing his eyes looking at me oddly. I just shrugged, he hoped down. "C'mon, get some breakfast" he said standing in the doorway waiting for me. I put my arms out, asking for him to carry me. He laughed lightly, pulling me into his arms, walking the few steps into the other part of the bus, placing me on the ground.

Gosh, I'm lazy.

I made me a Mike a bowl of cereal, and I handed one to him, sitting beside him on the couch. Watching stupid children shows, being bored.

I hope I didn't leave Ashton unnoticed and he snuck past me. What if he did and ruined how hard he's been trying. And it would be all my fault.

I've always been an anxious person. The little things that shouldn't matter upset me, and the bigger things eat me alive.

I just realized Michael had been talking so I asked him to repeat himself.

"Since it's your birthday all of the guys are gonna spend time with you. Like I'm gonna take you shopping" he smiled

"Ugh, Mike. I don't wanna spend your money," I groaned taking his bowl and walking over and placing it on the counter.

"I don't care. Anything you want you can have. No arguing." He insisted. After trying to get out of a shopping day with Mikey, I lost. I was still wondering where Rotem had gone, because she slept out here.

But slowly, everyone woke up. I asked the other boys where or what we were going to do, but they wouldn't tell me anything. And what made me more upset is that Ashton hadn't come out, only Luke and Calum.