I leaned to the tour bus waiting for the boys to arrive. I was wearing one of Joe’s white shirts and one of his gray pants with. They were both baggy for me, which was a good thing considering I didn’t want my curves to be shown, yes I had wrapped my breasts in Ace bandage but still I couldn’t take any chances. The thing that bothered me the most was the shoes. I couldn’t wear my own shoes since they were so small and looked girly, so I had to wear Joe’s and they were too big for me so I had to stuff them some tissues to make them fit.
I tried to remember Alex’s tips. One of them which I would most probably need right now, rang in my ears. ‘Don’t be afraid of swearing.’ I grew extremely self-conscience suddenly. How did boys greet each other? Oh God! I’d seen that numerous times, everyday in my life and now I couldn’t remember the details I needed.
I was deep in thought so I freaked out when I felt a hand tapping on my shoulder.
“Oh my God! You scared me Alex!” I shrieked and immediately realized my mistake when I saw five pairs of eyes staring at me wide eyed. I glanced at Alex, his eyes throwing daggers at me.
“I mean, What the fuck man?! You scared the hell out of me!” I laughed nervously and tried to speak in a deep voice.
The curly haired boy, Harry, I think, smiled back, showing off his dimples. “You must be Joe, our driver.” He said in a husky voice and a hot British accent.
Yeah, I was a total sucker for British accent. And girl, was this boy handsome! I mean the curly hair, those green eyes, the British accent, that tall figure and that husky voice, he had the whole package. How often do you see a guy like this? I smiled involuntarily and then noticed the uncomfortable look on his face. He shifted his weight to his other leg and scratched the back of his neck. Was I staring for so long? I sucked at this playing the guy thing and I had to put much more effort into this if I wanted to survive for two months. I cursed myself under my breath and tried to remember the question he had asked me before.
“Yep! This is your man Joe! Wuddup bitches?” I said as I held my fist in front of them, waiting for them to bump it with their own. What? What did I just say? I mean who says that, except in maybe some movies and not even good ones! I saw Alex face palming himself from the corner of my eyes. I guess when he said don’t be afraid of swearing he hadn’t meant this.
The boys took it as a joke though, I could tell the blonde haired one liked my opening line. He was the first one to bump fists with me.
“Neil!” I said coolly.
“It’s Niall.” He said with an Irish accent and an adorable smile, his blue eyes shining.
The next one to come forward was the blue eyed, brown haired boy. The first thing that caught my eyes about him was the fact that he was wearing toms without socks.
“Lewis?” I said, this time unsure.
“Louis.” He corrected, with a sassy smirk. There was some special ring to his voice.
“How about we just introduce ourselves?” Liam, the boy with warm brown eyes and buzz cut hair said trying to give me a hand, when he saw me not quite good at recalling their names. Aw such a sweet boy he was!
“No, I’ve got it, Liam. Thanks man!” I said trying to pull off a masculine smile.
He nodded.
I turned to Harry and Zayn.
“And you fellas must be Harry and Zayn, right?” They nodded. I could tell they found my choice of words weird. The good thing was, they could blame it on me being American.
“So how old are you?” Zayn asked curiously.
I looked up into his hazel eyes which were framed by his thick long lashes. I took my eyes away from him immediately. There was somethingabout his eyes that could melt you.
“Nineteen.” I replied, suddenly overwhelmed by the feeling of being surrounded by five, uncomfortably attractive boys… and Alex.
“You’re as old as Liam, Harry and I!” Niall said as he draped his arms over my shoulders in a friendly gesture. “And considerably short and small for a boy your age.” He continued, the energetic smile never leaving his face.
I didn’t know what to say. I was a fairly tall person as a girl but I guess not tall enough as a boy. Fortunately Alex came to my rescue.
“Yeah he had always been small, it’s in his DNA I guess.” Alex shrugged as he stepped closer to us.
Zayn’s head shot upright, looking at Alex with a grin on his face.
“Did you just say ‘It’s in his DNA’?”
The boys all rolled they eyes and groaned.
They all started to scatter, Niall took his hands away from me. “ Save yourself, mate!” He said before he ran to the bus with other boys,
“Oh, come on guys! You know you love it!” Zayn shouted as he followed his friends to the bus.
I looked at Alex, asking for an explanation, but he just shook his head.
“It’s a long story! You can ask them yourself later if you want. I gotta go Jessie. Just be careful, okay? And if anything happened let me know and I’ll be there as soon as possible. Got it?” He looked at me sternly.
I nodded and the next second I was engulfed in an embrace that despite being new to me felt so familiar, like he had been a friend all along and I knew I was going to miss him and his support while I was away.

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