Just For Show (EDITING)

Chapter 24 - " I do care about you"

I jolted awake as the bus came to a stop. I had become so acustomed to sleeping when the driver was driving that whenever it came to a stop, I would wake up. I waited for the tour bus to go back to moving but it ever did.

I rolled over on the small bed and tried to go back to sleep. But after a while I knew was never going to be able to. My mind was miles away, desperately needing the noise from the bus to make me go back to sleep.

By now I figured the driver had gotten too tired and decided to take a few hours of sleep.

Glancing over at my phone, I sighed seeing that Carter still hadn't called me back. Waking up this morning before heading back to the tour bus, I had tried calling Carter but he never picked up. Throughout the day on the bus I sent him messages that were never responded.

He must have been busy. Probably promoting his new movie with Lia. But in the back of my mind I couldn't help but wonder if Lia ever wanted to get revenge on me. What if she wanted to get with Carter to get me back?

I shook those thoughts out of my head and closed my eyes again.

The next stop on our tour was Hersey, Pennsylvania. It was a long ride but I liked long trips. The bad part about it all was sharing the tour bus with the guys. There was no room and no privacy.

Bumping into Harry was inevitable. He was avoiding eye contact with me as much as I was with him.

I could faintly hear a low buzz noise. Immediately I rolled back to where my phone was so sure that it was Carter calling me back. But disappointment hit me when there were no new notifications. It wasn't coming from my phone but from one of the guys.

" hello?" someone groaned from another bunk.

I couldn't help but listen to the conversation.

" how did you end up even near him?" he questioned in a groggy voice.

Harry's voice sounded concerned, tired and mad all at the same time which only made me want to know who was on the other line.

" why would you even answer him?!" Harry groaned even louder. Now I could hear him shuffle out of his bunk. I imagined him throwing on a pair of pants and a shirt, knowing he only slept in boxers.

Before he could say anything else I heard the door of the tour bus open and slam closed immediately after. I opened my bunk curtains to see if Harry was still inside and to my expectation, he wasn't.

I tried to force myself to close to curtain back up and shut my eyes, but I couldn't. By the tone in Harry's voice, I didn't know what to expect and being that it was the middle of the night it was just even worse in my mind.

I quickly got myself out of the bunk as quiet as possible so no one could hear and made my way towards the bus door. Knowing that outside was probably cold, I grabbed the first jacket/sweater I could find in the dark. As I got to the door, I stole a glance at Harry's face through the window. He continued talking to someone on the phone still obviously frustrated.

I opened the door letting the cold wind blow against me. After closing the door behind me I looked over at Harry again. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white button up shirt that wasn't buttoned up at all, showing all his tattoos and the bit of muscle he had. My eyes traveled up and down until my eyes finally reached his.

His eyes caught my glance and stopped whatever he was saying on the phone. I could faintly hear the person on the other line calling his name.

" I'll call you later. Just stay away from him" Harry said before hanging up the phone.