Tonight is the night.I am here at my bunk staring at myself through this oval-shaped mirror, thinking about whether I should go out there or just stay right here inside the bus. It's not like I really need to go out there, right? I sighed, placing the mirror on the futon. I'm still not over the fact that these boys are wary of me. But then, it'd be a surprise if they aren't. I mean, they don't know anything about me at all, plus I'm a fan. Having a fan with you inside of your tour bus, it is normal for them to feel that way. I understand but.. it still depresses me. "Lorien!" I straightened my back when I heard my name being called by somebody. Letting out an air from my mouth, I immediately hopped out of my bunk then dusted off my clothes as well as brushing my hair with my fingers. I cleared my throat. "Yes?" A man with blonde hair and sparkly blue eyes greeted m

It is currently 3:42 PM and we are heading to the venue for sound check. Milo and the others are at the front lounge, probably discussing what they are going to play tonight while I am just here at the back, seated on the couch, hugging my knees, and staring down to my phone. You know, the usual."Oh hey Lorien," I hear somebody calling for me and I almost jumped up. Looking over my shoulder though, there stood the Japanese man - Rin Alexander Hudson."Oh my God, it was only you Rin.. you startled me!" I exclaim, placing my phone beside me. He shrugs and then chuckles, "I'm sorry."The drummer of the band then takes a sit beside me. A second after, he slouched. "So, have you guys decided what to play tonight?" I ask.Rin pulls out his phone from his back pocket then unlocks it, "Uh-huh, the brothers settled with the same setlist as last night.""I see," I answered. "Where are they then?" I add

I woke up in a really horrible way. I rolled over to my side and bump my head to this hard wall. I was having a very good dream, too, only to get it interrupted by my clumsy little self turning to my side and banging the wall. What a great way to start the day! Right?Moving on, I slipped out of my bunk, scratching my head. Oh I just hope it didn't leave any bruise or bump! It will not look good, plus Harry is going to make fun of me once he sees me with it. That kid does not know when to leave things alone, things never go unnoticed - even the smallest - if we are talking about Harry Ellis here. Anyway, right after I had finished doing my morning routine,I contemplated to go outside. It is not that I have done something wrong or anything, waking up and seeing these men first thing in the morning, is still very new to me. As you all know, I grew up in a household with only women around - just me and my mother. So it is only natural for me to feel awkward around men, right? Mo

"I need to talk to you... now."  His large hand, encircling around my wrist tightly. My heart rate increasing the more that I look into his eyes, so then I turned away and pull my hand back, keeping it behind me before putting away the hair from my face.  "Okay, okay.. what do you want to talk about?" "Follow me." Tybalt walks to the door of the bus, having me behind him. Everybody else is gone, I wonder where they all went. My eyes are searching for the obvious - Milo. He is not at the back nor front, even at the driver's seat - I think we stopped over the gasoline station - then I hear chuckles from the man walking ahead of me.  "They're all in there-" he pointed to the convenience store in front of us, "-- buying dinner."  My mouth then turned

"Do you like him?"The time is 12:43 AM, yet I am still wide awake. I cannot help but feel so irritated, I have no idea what made that blonde guy think that I like Tybalt. But then I remember that I am partly at fault as well, my feelings for him are being kept in the dark; there is no chance that I will tell him I am in love with him. Tybalt and I are acting friendly these days, and that could have been the reason why he ended up with that conclusion. However, it is ridiculous. Especially since his brother does not like the thought of me liking Milo!"Ugh," I roll over my stomach, groaning with closed eyes but I am very far from falling asleep. There is no helping it, maybe drinking something warm could help me. So I did that, jumping off of my bunk and walk into the kitchen and dining area. There is nobody around, well what was I expecting? It is way past midnight, of course they're all asleep. As I open the fridge, I've found some chocolate with Harry's name written