Lizzie's P.O.V
I woke up really early.I mean really early.
Well it was early for me.
I got out of bed at 12.
The lads were still alsleep and I am bored.
I can't go back to sleep.
Maybe I should go shopping.
I want to get something's for them for everything they have done for me.
I changed into shorts and a white shirt with Nialls hoodie.
I told the bus driver that I was gonna go get some things and he nodded.
I walked out of the bus and walked around looking for a mall or some sort of store.
I sent text to Niall saying I went out for a little shopping then turned my phone off.
I found the perfect store for buying things for the lads.
I gathered all the things I will get for them and bought them.
They are gonna love these!
I went to Starbucks to get a drink after.
"A small Vanilla Bean please" I asked.
The guy winked at me and I gave him the money.
He is creeping my out.
I got my cup and it had the guys number on it.
"Call Me" He mouthed.
"You wish" I mouthed back.
Like I'm ever gonna call him.
I checked the time on the clock on the wall and it was almost midnight!
Dam I took a long time.
I made way back to the tourbus and threw away my cup.
I walked in and I was greeted with four angry guys.
Niall must be in the bathroom since I hear the shower running.
"Where we're you!" Liam yelled.
He is actually scaring me.
He looks like a scary father.
I have never seen him this angry before.
"I went shopping" I said.
"Well you could use told us!" Harry yelled.
"I did. I texted Niall" I said.
"We called and texted you a bunch of times but you never answered!" Zayn yelled.
"My phone was off. Sorry" I said.
"Well sorry isn't good enough. We almost called the police because we thought you were kidnapped" Louis said.
God they are treating me like a freaking child.
"God dam it. I am not a child! I am eighteen! You can't tell me me what to do" I yelled.
"We are in charge of you! You are in our bus and there are rules you have to follow." Liam yelled.
"Listen-" I said but I was cut off.
"Not another word" Liam said.
"Fine then. How bout seven? I hate you! Take your fucking gifts!" I yelled at them.
I threw my bags at them and ran to my bunk.
I closed the curtain and cried.
I held onto my pillow tightly.
God why are they like this?
I was only getting them gifts and they yell at me.
*Sorry its a bit short :/ The lads are jerks in this chapter but...CLIFFHANGER!!! AHA >:D Next chapter will be up tomorrow Vote/Comment
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