For a week Justice wondered what Harry would come up with, she hated owing people and not knowing what he wanted only made it worse. Sighing, she pulled tighter on the black bag and walked into the venue. Every time she closed her eyes her dream played against the back of her eyelids, like a film on a big screen. It had seemed so real, at least the part where Harry showed up.

When the dressing rooms came into view she stopped and leaned against a wall covered by posters; some looked as though they had been there forever, others looked new and glossy, but she didn’t seem to care that they all looked dirty, caked in dust and drawn on. Her mind was off in its own world, consumed with worry over a boy that she was sure barely saw her as more than another photographer. Lightly hitting her head against the wall, Justice groaned. Where had these thoughts even come from? Last week she just thought they could be good friends, now she was starting to understand what everyone saw in the boy. He was more than just bright smiles, dimples and curly hair. He was solid and real and not anywhere near as one dimensional as she had been led to believe.

“Something the matter?”

Snapping her head in the direction of the deep voice, she found him. His green eyes held a glimmer of worry as he took a step towards her. Taking a deep breath, she looked away.

“Not really,” she replied, only for his fingertips to brush along her jaw line and bring her eyes back to him.

“Why don’t I believe you?” He asked, standing so close that she felt like she was floating in a sea of his cologne. She felt like she was just lost in him.

Shaking her head, she didn’t know what to say. Her head was empty as she pulled for something to say, anything. “I- I… Um… I couldn’t tell you,” she finally managed as she moved his hand away. He was just too much, especially when he had already started to consume her dreams.

“Are you feeling alright?” His hand touched her shoulder and it took all her self-control not to pull away. “You’ve been acting strangely the past few days.”

“I’m fine,” she replied, trying her best to give him a convincing smile. “Just a bit tired.”

What was she supposed to say, ‘I’m feeling fine, I just realized I have some crazy crush on you.’? That probably wouldn’t go over well. How could he even respond to that? ‘Oh, well that’s nice’. Justice would be completely mortified.

“If you say so,” he said, pulling his hand back.

“I’m gonna go,” she stated as she started down the hall again, turning to look over her shoulder she found him watching her walk away. Finding a lonely room, Justice walked inside and closed the door. “What the hell is wrong with me?”


After the show, Louis invited her to the bus again along with Maria. Standing outside the large black bus, Maria and Justice grabbed a picture. Both gave the typical ‘duck face’ as they leaned towards each other. After checking to see how it looked though, they were shocked to find Louis in the background doing some sort of dance move and Harry laughing at him.

“Photo bombed by the boys of One Direction,” Maria laughed before she grabbed a seat next to Zayn.

“At least it looks like they’re having fun,” Justice stated with a smile, “We look like serious dorks.”

“Hey, I happen to think I look fabulous.” Maria flipped her hair as she leaned back in her seat.

Taking the opportunity, Justice got a picture of Zayn glancing over to Maria while she was in the process of hair flipping. It was actually pretty amusing. With a smile Maria blew her a kiss. The two had found a friendship as they were two of the only girls on the tour.

“So what are we doing tonight, ladies?” Louis asked from his spot between Liam and Harry.

“How ‘bout something silly like truth or dare? Make it like a slumber party minus the pillow fights,” Maria said.

“Alright, but nobody touches me crisps,” Niall stated from where he stood by the kitchen area with a bag of chips.

The rest of the boys agreed as long as it didn’t get too crazy with the dares. According to their management they had an image to uphold, so the rule was that everything stayed in the bus. No dare could leave the small space.

Pulling on her beanie, Justice was more than up for the game and so the group began. Simply going around the room asking the old question ‘Truth or dare?’. Most of the dares were just silly things, like doing a head stand or dancing like a chicken, just things that the group could laugh about. The truths were even funnier as they usually involved some crazy story. Nearly halfway through the game it was Louis’s turn and for some reason the look on his face worried Justice. It was far more mischievous than necessary.

“Harry, truth or dare?” He asked as a grin decorated his lips.

Justice was glad she had calmed down after that morning, but her stomach still flipped at the sound of his name. It was like she was in high school again, trying to get her first crush out of her system.

“Truth,” Harry stated, clearly he didn’t like the look on Louis’s face and went for the safer option.

“What’s the first letter of the girl you fancies, name?” Louis asked the grin on his face becoming wider as he tried not to laugh.

“What makes you think there’s a girl I fancy?” Answering a question with a question, that was suspicious and Justice was suddenly very interested to know why he had done that.

“Answer the question already, Haz,” Louis stated, his face suddenly looking serious. Justice couldn’t help, but burst out laughing. Louis with a serious face was just too strange for her.

Harry mumbled his answer, but Justice was too busy laughing to hear. Falling into Maria’s side, she finally quieted down. Maria still giggled beside her having found the humor in Louis’s face as well. Harry was next in the questioning line and as he turned to face Justice, she knew she was in for some trouble. Clearly, he didn’t appreciate the laughter.

“Justice, truth or dare?” He questioned, fixing his own beanie as he did so.

“Dare,” she replied not wanting to deal with some stupid question. She really didn’t like talking about herself.

“I dare you to kiss someone here,” Harry stated with a smirk.

“Just like middle school,” Justice mumbled as she looked around at the others. Liam, Louis and Zayn were off limits her head as they all seemed to be attached. Harry and Niall were open options, but Niall was still snacking on the chips and Harry wore an arrogant smirk that made Justice a little iffy about kissing him. Instead, she turned to Maria and pulled the girls face to hers.

Looking Maria in the eye, Justice smiled before she brought her lips to hers. It was just a simple kiss, lasting only a few seconds, but as she pulled away she lightly nipped at the girls bottom lip. Maria smiled clearly understanding that it was for show.

“Next,” Justice said, looking over to a stunned Harry.

The rest of the boys looked a bit surprised, except for Louis who seemed to find the whole thing really funny as he laughed. Smacking Harry, he said, “Now that’s how it’s done.”

The game continued for a while, before Liam decided to get some sleep. The following day was full of press related items on the schedule, so the other boys followed suit save for Louis and Harry. Louis stretched out on the couch, his legs draped over Harry’s lap and hands crossed behind his head.

While they chatted, Maria got a call and she excused herself from the room. Justice was sure it was the guy Maria had been talking about all week. Apparently Maria had an on-going flirtation with a Michael from back in Cali. It seemed to be getting serious lately.

“Hey,” Harry said as he pushed Louis’s legs off his lap. “Can we talk for a moment?”

“Yeah,” Justice replied, following him off the bus. “What about?”

“Remember how you owe me something?” He asked, as Justice leaned against the side of the bus.

“Kinda hard to forget,” she stated, watching the boy beside her carefully. His hair was a bit in his face as the light of a streetlamp hit the contours, bathing him in an amber glow.

“Well, I’ve decided what I want,” he told her, a hand rubbing his neck. The movement caused the grey Ramones shirt to stretch over his sculpted chest teasingly.

“Oh.” Licking her lips, Justice felt the nerves set in. “Alright, just… Name your price.”

Brushing her bangs away from her eyes, he peered down at her before pulling the beanie off her head. Leaning a shoulder against the bus, he said, “You’re really quite stunning.”

As he leaned forward, Justice could feel his breath on her skin; warm and soothing. He was closer than she was comfortable with, she still didn’t know what to think. It was like the scene from her dreams, his lips hovered above hers as a strong hand cupped her cheek. Just as she started to lean towards him a voice broke them apart.

“Hey,” Maria shouted as she walked over causing them to jump apart. “What are you two up to?”

“Nothing,” Justice responded quickly, “Just saying good night.”