Wildflower

“Move bitch, get out the way!" 

Lulu was pushed out of my way onto the bed. I hopped over her and turned up the volume on the docking station and started singing along to 2 Chainz, Mac Miller, and Asher Roth.

Boyfriend remix, yeah 2 Chainz, uh
Nine times out of ten, you a ten
If you scared, open up pills so you in
I wiggle it in, then get with your friend
Laugh now, cry later I hope you're ticklish then
Let's figure it out, I figured it out
Shawty so thick she put a dent in my couch
Dig in my wallet, I'm digging her probably
I told her lets kick it, karate, damn
Got a black belt on, Versace, uh
Wanna get my eat on, hibachi
2 Chainz on with a pinkie ring
If I'm your boyfriend you can have anything
Anything, anything, anything, everything, everything
I can upgrade you to better things
You hear that wedding ring
And if you answer, then we're settling

I’d like to be everything you want
Hey girl, let me talk to you

If I was your boyfriend, never let you go
Keep you on my arm girl, you’d never be alone
I can be a gentleman, anything you want
If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go
I’d never let you go

Yo I’m getting money, all these honeys say they love me
Buda belly, how I’m lucky, girls be rubbing on my tummy
I can be your man, get you everything you need
Have you ever had a rollie's to a wise men on your feet
And you can be my queen, couple thousands on the jeans
Cause I’m down to do some spending on the woman of my dreams
Marvin told us we should get it on, right here in the restaurant
Ain’t no point in waiting baby I can get you what you want
Leprechaun gold I got leprechaun gold,
And I came out hot like I was stepping on coals
But I never got cold, keeping extra long gold
For a rainy day, need a vacation,
Name a place we can go, where I’m tryna take you
We gon need a boat, independent rap shit
My life is like the Beatles though,
Invest a big check to make sure you get fresh
Cause if I was your boyfriend, I’d treat you like a princess

I’d like to be everything you want
Hey girl, let me talk to you

If I was your boyfriend, never let you go
Keep you on my arm girl, you’d never be alone
I can be a gentleman, anything you want
If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go
I’d never let you go

Now we can be like Selena and Biebs,
Wild and free, a couple, disobedient teens
Sneaking out to meet around like 2 o’clock in the ev’
Paparazzi in the... we just hot on the beach
Girl you hotter than me, let’s go fly overseas
Or just slide up in the closet, never finding the key
Cause 7 minutes in heaven ain’t enough for we together
Kisses to the forehead, while I slide my hands a second
Wait a second, smile and lease a text, I kinda be in arrest
I’m blind girl, I’m obsessed, style and sundresses, legs and jeans short

Please pick me, love’s a team sport
I’ll be your boyfriend, jokes and pillow talk
Lay around in the undies, chill, play Tony Hawk
Dance slow in the dark, come roll with the bro
Cause when I falsetto hits, y’all gonna know who to call, so J.B

I’d like to be everything you want
Hey girl, let me talk to you

If I was your boyfriend, never let you go
Keep you on my arm girl, you’d never be alone
I can be a gentleman, anything you want
If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go
I’d never let you go

So give me a chance, cause you’re all I need girl
Spend a week with your boy I’ll be calling you my girlfriend
If I was your man, I’d never leave you girl
I just want to love you, and treat you right

If I was your boyfriend, never let you go
Keep you on my arm girl you’d never be alone
I can be a gentleman, anything you want
If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go
Never let you go

Na na na, na na na, na na na yeah girl
Na na na, na na na, na na na eh
Na na na, na na na, na na na eh
Na na na, na na na, na na na eh

If I was your boyfriend

“Was that the new remix Justin was tweeting about?" Lulu asked. I nodded and threw myself down beside her. We stared up at the ceiling of our hotel room as my iPod kept playing. “Why did Louis lock you and him in one of the rooms? Harry said he'd text you and when he did he got this constipated look on his face and stomped out of the room, slamming the door."

I shrugged, lying through my teeth. “He wanted to ask what he should get his girlfriend Eleanor for her birthday. Why did he do that?"

“He said he got a text from you and that's when he left," she replied. “He looked pretty funny if I do say so myself. His face resembled a gorillas."

I laughed at that. Gorilla face...I could picture that. You picture a gorilla with Harry's curly hair. I mean seriously, how can you not laugh at that? I instantly got on my laptop and went to Photoshop where I put Harry's hair on a gorillas head. Lulu looked over my shoulder and busted out laughing. I joined her and only stopped when my phone rang. 

“Hello?" I asked chuckling.

“Vevekins, I'm hungry," Niall whined. When is he not hungry? That kid was a bottomless pit. A black hole. Whatever you could think of. 

“Then call room service," I replied. “Lulu, simmer down." 

“What's she laughin' about? Did she suck all the helium out of a balloon?"

“Oh nothing, just a gorilla with curly hair. And where in the world would we get balloons? There's no party store around here."

I can just picture him making faces as I'm talking. “I don't know, maybe you have them stashed in your suitcases. You have some weird shit in there."

A condom wrapper! He found a condom wrapper that was not mine. A condom wrapper for Christ sakes! It's not like it was a shotgun. Although, I do have one of those back home but that's for when my brothers and cousin take me hunting. I'm pretty sure the boys wouldn't like a gun on their bus. A girls gun for that matter.

“It was a condom wrapper that wasn't mine, Niall. It's not like it was a dildo."

“So are you saying you have a dildo?" Oh my god. Really?

“No! I don't have a dildo! Now get off of here and call room service or something!"

I hung up on him and tossed my phone beside me. Lulu had since calmed down and was typing away on my laptop. She handed it back with an evil grin on her face. I didn't ask questions, just saved the picture to my desktop and started playing Sims 3 like the nerd I am.

“Dude! You know my neighbors on here?" I asked Lulu. She nodded and put her phone beside mine. “Well they had an alien baby with bright red hair! Look at how fugly it is!" 


“Where's my purple spoon?" I asked the boys. We were all in the back lounge of the bus and they were playing soccer on the PS3. I was looking for my purple spoon that I took with me everywhere. It was my favorite spoon ever. It was purple and if you put it in your mouth it changed to a blue color. I loved it. And yes I have a favorite spoon, there's nothing wrong with that. 

“Ask Liam," Harry snorted. The others -besides Liam- chuckled. What's that about? “Where's her spoon Liam?" 

He shrugged, looking down at the black screen of his phone. "I don't know," he mumbled. 

“Why would he know where my spoon is?" 

“Yeah, I've never seen him use a spoon," Lulu spoke up. He mumbled something but we didn't catch what he said. “Sorry I didn't hear you, could you mumble that a little louder."

“I said I have a fear of spoons," he said louder. 

“Really? I'm afraid of clowns! And Lulu's afraid of spiders!" And that was true. “My oldest brother is afraid of Friday the thirteenth. It's called Paraska-something. It's totally bizarre. He won't come out of the house on any Friday the thirteenth and he literally drinks until he's shit faced." 

The five of them stared at me with open mouths and raised eyebrows. Doesn't look like they've heard of that phobia before. So today's Wednesday, April eighteenth and the thirteenth would have been this past Friday. Kohl would have been freaking out and drinking himself silly. No lie. Shit, I forgot to call him. 

“Are you serious?" Harry asked slowly. I nodded and plopped down beside Liam, forgetting about my spoon. “How can you be scared of a day? It's just like any other day!"

That's where he's wrong. “You're wrong Mr. Styles, it's not just like any other day. It's a day that brings bad luck to anyone and everyone. Thirteen is a horrible number, bottom line," Lulu stated from her spot beside Zayn. 

“No it's not," Harry shot back. “Thirteen was when I got my first kiss. Copped a feel too." That smirk. I couldn't deny that it released a million butterflies in my stomach. It was one thing I didn't know how to control. He did a lot of things to me that I didn't know how to control. 

I shook my head and stood up, heading for the kitchen. I wanted ice cream and now. As soon as I opened the freezer on the fridge I spotted the cookie dough ice cream I had bought at a gas station the other day and snatchsd it up then dug in with a spoon. A normal spoon, not a color changing spoon. It was a boring spoon. 

It's only been a month and a half of tour and I've gotten to know these guys like I know Zack. One more then the others. Niall is like my big brother, my cuddle buddy, my shoulder to cry on, and my drinking buddy. We have a bet going on; he thinks he can drink more beers then me in thirty minutes. I told him we would see who could drink who under the table at our next stop we spent in a hotel. Liam is my better half in loving movies, specifically Disney. Zayn helps me with my hair and I do the same to him. We could sit and talk about hair products and tattoos for hours. Louis matches my sarcasm and joking. We tend to play little pranks on each other. And Harry, the green eyed boy who had more control over me then he thought. He made my heart go crazy, my skin tingle, and my knees go weak.

No other boy had made me feel like that. I wanted to know why it had to be Harry. It could have been Christofer or someone else, but it had to be him. Maybe it was just because he was an international popstar or something like that. I wanted answers and I wanted to know whether it would end good or bad.

“What's crack-a-lackin' and booty-smackin'?" I spooned more ice cream in my mouth and blinked, spotting Louis beside me. Did he just say what I think he just said? “Yes, yes I did just say that."

“Did I say that outloud?" He shook his head. “Then how did you...I thought..." I trailed off making his smirk grow.

He tapped his right temple. “Mind reading powers," he stated simply. Oh my lord. Like that's not fucking creepy. “And yes I know it's creepy." Thats more creepy then Lulu and her Yoda powers!

“Okay, your creepiness is creeping me out you creepy creeper." He stared at me with furrowed brows. My creepy talk confused him. Oh Lou, you and your slow mind. Get with the program dude.

“You confused me." He kept staring at me. “I'm eating your ice cream since you confused me!" My spoon disappeared from my hand and the tub of ice cream went along with it. I gaped at him. He took my ice cream. No one takes my ice cream. 

I grabbed his hand and put the spoonful of ice cream in my mouth before he could eat it. "Fuck fon fhat!" I exclaimed with a mouthful. I tried to say suck on that, but it obviously didn't work out that well. 

“How dare you!" He shouted. “I was gonna eat that!"

Shrugging, I swallowed it. “It's my ice cream. Besides, I'm like so totally cute so you should let me eat all of it."

He snorted. “Whatever helps you sleep at night." I gasped and slapped his chest. His hand came up and rubbed the spot where I hit him. “You're abusive! We can't be in an abusive relationship Veronica! I refuse to be one of those women!"

Oh dear god. I wonder if he realized he just called himself a chick. Who knows. He could be a woman if he wanted. Him and Harry could actually be Larry Stylinson or whatever their fans call 'em. I think there's that one and a few more. Fans come up with some of the most weirdest stuff. I mean really, Larry Stylinson? I bet whoever came up with that had to sit and think about it for hours on end trying to come up with a name for Louis and Harry's ‘secret relationship', much like Speidi. People these days. 

“You worry me Lou."


I hated this idea. I absolutely hated it. No way did I want to do it. Neither of us did. Lulu and I did not want to go up there and do that in front of all those people. We weren't going to go up on stage and pretend to be Harry and Zayn. It was ridiculous. I hated the guys for coming up with this idea. I mean how in gods name were we supposed to pretend to be them? My voice was far from being as short as Harry's and Lulu's hair was far from being as dark as Zayn's. So I had no damn clue why we were sitting in their dressing room letting their stylist and hair stylist transform us into the teenage heartthrobs. 

“How cool is this camera! Look at how far the lense zooms!" Harry exclaimed loudly. He twisted the lense making it go in and out. “I can see Lulu's eyeball." He was dressed like me and I was dressed like him. Lulu was dressed like Zayn and he was dressed like her. Zayn and Harry had two of my cameras and were going to go in the pit -as dangerous as that was- and take pictures like I normally would.

“Would you quit zooming in on my eyeball. That's creepy," Lulu spoke up. The hair stylist quit teasing her hair and put the finishing touches on it. She had used the colored hairspray to make her hair black and it was defying gravity much like Zayn's. She had curled my hair and somehow clipped it up to where it actually looked like I had short hair.

Louis groaned. “Not the creepy talk again!" I snorted at his shouted words. He'll never let that go. 

The stylist finished my hair and told me I was free to get up. I checked myself in the mirror and grinned. I actually looked like Harry. If only I had the accent. Lulu looked like Zayn too. It was scary. Scary good though. Before we did anything else we took pictures with my phone and then had Niall take a picture of our whole bodies. He had a white powder donut hanging out of his mouth as he took the pictures. 

“Here you are m'lady," he spoke with a mouthful. I took my phone from him and narrowed my eyes. “You got powder on my phone Niallkins."

“Sorry." He kissed my cheek before sending me a cheeky grin and walked off. I happened to glance at Harry and noticed him glaring at my camera. Liam must have noticed too because he nudged his band mate and said, “What did the camera ever do to you mate?"

He side stepped away from Liam and muttered something. Liam only shook his head. He tossled his hair a little before smacking Niall's hand as he went to grab another donut. 

“Ow! What was that for?" Niall asked.

“If you keep eating you'll get sick to your stomach and then throw up all over the stage and it'll be all over the web in a minute flat." Liam was right. Daddy Direction to the rescue! Niall muttered something under his breath and acted like he was tossing the donut back, but at the last minute he shoved it in his mouth. He let out a triumphant yell as he dodged Liam's swinging arm. 

“Guys, you're on in ten." One of the backstage people with a headset informed us of that and walked back out of the room. I took a deep breath, held it in for a seconds and then let it out. You can do this Veronica, I told myself in my mind.

Suddenly an arm was thrown around my shoulders, shaking me from my little pep talk. 

“Don't worry Veve," Louis said. “If you mess up only a few thousand people will see."

I rolled my eyes. “Thanks for that Lou. Make me more damn nervous why dontcha." 

Everyone going on stage was handed microphones and those ear plug things. Zayn and Harry were handed the ear plugs too, then told if they wanted to get out of the pit they were to signal one of the secuirty guards and they would get them out as fast as they could. Lulu and I went over the lyrics of the songs and what parts we were supposed to sing. I had a pretty good memory but if I messed up I'd be embarrassed in front of thousands and thousands of screaming, obsessed girls.  Did not want that to happen.

“Don't worry about it Veve," Zayn said. “You'll do great. Just think about something that calms you down and you'll be fine."

I nodded. “Thanks Zayn." I moved to stand by Harry to see him going through the pictures on my camera. He passed the pictures of us on our date at the carnival making a ghost of a grin appear on his face. “Any words of advice?" I asked, nudging his arm.

His eyes looked down at me and he said, “Don't fall." Gee, thanks a lot. That's the best damn advice anyones ever given me. It's almost as great as Houdini revealing how he does all his magic tricks. 

“What's your problem?" I asked bluntly. I didn't want to go on stage pissed and mess up. His eyes became hard. “Niall kissed you," he replied in a low voice. 

“Are you kidding me? He kissed me on the cheek. He's like my big brother," I replied. “Besides what does it matter, it's not like we're dating." 

He mumbled something under his breath but I didn't catch it. Before I could ask what he said we were told it was time to go on stage. Oh god. Please dear lord don't let me make a fool of myself. 

“Let's go give the fans the performance of their lives," Liam said. He was always positive. It's now or never.


“One more song!" Niall shouted into his mic. The crowd emitted a loud aw making him grin. “I know, I know, it's sad. But we'll be back here before you know it." The opening notes for One Thing started, making the crowd start cheering.

I've tried playing it cool 
But when I'm looking at you 
I can never be brave 
Cause you make my heart race 

Shot me out of the sky 
You're my Kryptonite 
You keep making me weak 
Yeah, frozen and can't breathe 

Some things gotta give now 
Cause I'm dying just to make you see 
That I need you here with me now 
Cause you've got that one thing 

So get out, get out, get out of my head 
And fall into my arms instead 
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is 
But I need that one thing 
And you've got that one thing  

Now I'm climbing the walls 
But you don't notice at all 
That I'm going out of my mind 
All day and all night 

Some things gotta give now 
Cause I'm dying just to know your name 
And I need you here with me now 
Cause you've got that one thing 

So get out, get out, get out of my head 
And fall into my arms instead 
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is 
But I need that one thing 
And you've got that one thing
So get out, get out, get out of my mind
And come on, come into my life
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing 

WOAH 

Yeah! you've got that one thing 

Get out, get out, get out of my head 
And fall into my arms instead 
So get out, get out, get out of my head 
And fall into my arms instead 
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is 
But I need that one thing 
And you've got that one thing
So get out, get out, get out of my mind
And come on, come into my life
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing 

When we finished singing, the boys on stage pulled us to the front of the stage and put their arms around us. 

“We'd like to introduce you to Veve who took Harry's place and Lulu who took Zayn's place," Liam spoke into his mic. “They were bribed to come up here tonight but they had fun and you loved them, so that's all that matters. Give them another round of applause!" 

As the crowd grew louder we bowed like the nerds we are and hurried off stage. One of the backstage people took our mics and ear pieces as soon as we got back there. A cold bottled water was held in front of my face. I took it with a quick thank you and gulped it down. Only when I finished did I notice it was Harry who gave me the water. 

He was going through my camera and would smile every now and then. Clearing my throat, he looked up at me. 

“Can I have my camera back?" He was pissy with me before the concert, and I really wasn't in the mood to be nice. This wasn't a good week for me seeing as Aunt Flo came for a little visit. He took it from around his neck and handed it to me. I slipped it around my neck and went in search for Zayn. I found him by Lulu -go figure- and kindly asked for my other camera. 

“We gotta do this again love," Liam said. I shook my head with a grin. “Thanks, but no thanks. It was fun, but I don't like being a dick."

With that said, I walked away and headed for the bus. Why does he make me feel the way he does and make me mad all at the same time?