17. New York, New York

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We enter our tour bus.

The boys spend a lot of time here on concert days, but I had never been inside it at night, so I can't help but stare around in awe.

Sam shows me the sofas, the kitchen and a table on the front part of the bus. Then he walks past one bathroom door and a pair of curtains.

"That will be your bathroom, and this will be your zone" he says, guiding us to the bit that has eight bunk beds, four on the right and four on the left. "Behind that door, there's the TV room. I heard the Play Station was not working properly so I had it reinstalled and the video games are waiting for you on the shelf next to it"

"I admire how much you've come to know us" Louis jokes patting Sam's shoulder and entering 'our zone'; "If you don't mind, lads, I'll take this bed" he says pointing at the top bunk on the left and closest to the game room door.

"I'll take the one in front of yours, bro" Zayn says leaving his bag on it.

"Which bed would you like to take, Victoria?" Harry asks.

"I'm sorry, Tori" Louis apologizes, "We're used to pick not considering a girl among us"

"No worries" I smile, "Is it okay if I take this one?" I ask pointing at the top bunk on the right, following Zayn's.

"It's more than okay" Harry smiles, "Liam?" he asks him.

"I know Niall likes to sleep on the top bunk so I'll sleep under Vic"

Niall nods.

"Thank you, Payno"

"No problem, mate" he smiles.

"Right, I'll take the one under Louis" Harry says leaving his bag on it.

As Sam said, it's an eleven-hour drive to New Orleans, during which we stop along the way to have dinner and sleep for the rest of the trip.

"Up guys, we're going straight to the interview" I hear Sam's voice in the distance.

"What about our clothes?" someone asks, I'm guessing Liam.

"Caroline will take care of that. Now get up, get changed and get off the bus. We leave in ten minutes"

I notice the bus is not moving, but I'm way too tired to say anything, so I turn around and try to go back to sleep. I still hear the boys' voices.

"Has anyone seen me socks?"

"Probably on the floor with the rest of your clothes"

"Very funny, Neil" Louis answers, and I hear him moving around; "Someone's gotta wake up Zayn" he adds.

The sentence is followed by a thump, so I'm guessing either he sat on the floor or he has hit himself with something.

I open one eye and see Liam drawing Zayn's bunk curtain.

"Zayn..." he says poking his arm, "we gotta go"

Louis, who has climbed up to his bunk again turns on his mobile light and points it at Zayn.

"Wakey-wakey" he chuckles.

"Don't do that" Harry tells him.

"Fuck off" Zayn mumbles as he buries his face in the pillow.

"Fuck off" Zayn mumbles as he buries his face in the pillow

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