We Agreed, No Strings Attached

I heard a knock on my bus door and people entering. I couldn’t remember most of everything that happened last night, but I knew damn well that that was not my arm I was feeling, holding me close to their body. I grabbed the arm and lifted it up, throwing it off of my body, hearing the person groan. I looked over just in time to see them open their eyes, and it was indeed the guy I had met right after hooking Jack up with his girl. “Let’s just go back to sleep.” He said with a raspy voice.

“No can do dude, you need to get up and get off my bus before I have to leave for the next venue.” I said as I pushed the blankets off me and climbed out of my bunk, going straight over to my bags and pulling out some underwear and a longer t-shirt that I stole from Jack years ago. Don’t ask why I did, mainly because he stole my hairspray so I stole his shirt. Simple as that.

“Ugh, fuck my head hurts.” The guy spoke as he climbed out of my bunk and got dressed into the outfit he had on last night.

“Yeah, that is what happens when you drink,” I said sarcastically. I was always a bitch when I woke up hungover, and I’ll never stop being one when I wake up hungover.

“Alright. I think I got everything. Thanks for the great night.” He gave me a small, tired smile.

“Yeah, thanks. I needed a stress relief.” I said with a slight laugh. “Come on, I’ll walk you to the door.” He nodded and we both walked to the front of the bus, where I found some of my crew members, Juliet, and the atl boys. “Well good morning, didn’t know my bus was the party bus.” I said with a groan as I walked passed them, grabbing the guy’s hand so he would follow me.

We reached the door and we both stepped out. “So, this is goodbye?” He questioned.

“Looks to be that way.” I nodded and felt a bit uncomfortable. I just wanted to go back in the bus and take some advil or something.

“So, I wouldn’t be able to get your number, would I? Maybe we can hang out again next time you're in town.”

“Oh, uh, you see, the thing is, um,” I was stuttering like a mental person. I took a deep breath and sighed, “I don’t do relationships or anything like that.”

“Ah, okay. That’s fine.” He laughed and smiled. “Have a safe trip, Joella.”

“Yeah, thanks. Be careful on your way home, uh,” I paused, forgetting his name.

“Don’t worry, took me a few minutes to remember your name as well. Anyways I better go. See ya around.” I waved bye to him and then went back inside the bus. I went back into the front lounge, fully aware of the fact that I still had no pants on, but they were no doubt used to it already. I looked over at the couch Jack was sitting on, he was looking down at his phone, scrolling through Twitter if I was to guess, so I just walked over to him, moved his arms and sat on his lap.

“My head hurts.” I complained.

“Yeah? You think mine feels any better?” He looked at me with a cheeky look.

“Fuck you, Barakat.” I groaned.

“Well, with the way you are dressed, we can easily go back to your bunk.” He winked at me.

“Okay, that’s it. I’m going to get dressed.” I pushed myself off his lap and ignored all the laughs in the lounge as I went back to my area. I knew today was going to be a chill day, because we would be driving almost all day, and then Jack, Alex, and I were going to go out to explore the town we will be in. The others wanted to come, but they all had things to do, to get ready for the show that we would be doing tomorrow night. So, instead of going all out, I just put on an oversized sweater, maroon skinny jeans, my boy beanie, and a cheap pair of earrings.

I went back out into the front lounge, walking passed everyone, and almost tripped due to Jack the ass putting his foot out in front of me. “Best watch yourself Barakat. I take revenge seriously around here.” I said glaring at him as I walked into the built in kitchen. “I’m sure you don’t want to start another prank war like the first tour we did together.”

“That was brutal.” Alex spoke as he looked up from his phone.

“Which is why I want a rematch this tour.” Jack spoke standing up from the couch, standing his ground.

“Okay. One rule though.” I said as I poured a bowl of cereal. “One vs one. No help with pranks from anyone.” I looked at him with a straight face and I could see the worry in his eyes.

“But, I can’t come up with my own pranks! You know that! I had to get help from the guys last time and I still lost!” He complained.

“Deal or no deal, Jack?” I questioned as I put a spoon of cereal in my mouth. He sighed and nodded his head. “Okay, let the war begin.”

Notes

Sorry it has been a few days since my last chapter guys. My boyfriend and I got in a huge fight and ended up breaking up. :/ But, I'll try and get chapters out for you guys!

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