Walking around the arena I can’t think about anything BUT Hannah and her attempts to catch us out! She actually walked up to my sister’s grave after everything she said and placed some recording machine there? On a grave? Screwed up in the head, she is, I swear… Conor and Jack were unusually quiet too as I entered his dressing room, I think they were finally realising how badly this could go for us all if she gets her hands on anything we say or do!

“You should call the police or something!” Conor said to me as his hair and makeup were being done for the lighting test. We’d spend so long out, we’d only got to the arena with a few hours to spare.

“And say what?”

“Err, exactly what happened? That is crazy! She needs to be locked away!!” We all suddenly stopped (minus the hairdresser and makeup artist of course) and I can only assume we all thought the same thing… If we can get her put in a mental hospital, she can’t be crazy to us anymore. Without any more hesitation I walked out of the room and go on the phone to the police.

“Welcome to the Metropo-” I cut the woman answering the phone off as soon as I hear her voice. “Yeah hi, look, my boss rang up a few days ago about a girl who was making up lies about us in the newspapers?”

“Sorry what is your name?” She asked. Good point, should have said that already!

“Sorry, Ella. The last call would have been under Ben Johnson, the manager of Conor Maynard? I’m his security guard.” I hear typing on the other end of the line.

“Of course, got it here. An injunction?”

“Yeah for Hannah?” I said everyone on a first name basis just because I was panicking.

“And what seems to be the problem?”

“Hannah put a recording device or microphone thing in my sisters grave, I can only assume to record us when we went to visit her at the cemetery.”

“She did what?” The woman said, quite unprofessionally. “Oh, sorry…” She clears her throat. “Can you prove this?”

“I was with Conor and his brother, Jack? We’d just bought some flowers from the florist across the street from the ‘Blackmore Cemetery’. She was bent down at my sister’s grave, then tried to make us fight. I put the flowers down and this machine was there. I stood on it cos I didn’t know if it was recording us but I still have it with me!”

“Does the Cemetery have CCTV?” She questioned after regaining her professional manner.

“Err, yes I think so. The name of the owner is Frank, Frank Houston? I have a number for him if you wanted to ask where the cameras are situated?” I paused. Maybe I wasn’t making her seem crazy enough? “You see, she’s been stalking us recently. She’s been trying to find information about us so she can get money out of it! She admitted it to us… Most recently she went onto the gossip channel telling lies about her relationships with Jack and Conor…”

“Right…” She said as she typed.

“I just think it may be best for everyone if her mental health was assessed? I mean no-one would do that, would they? I cant even walk off the path in a cemetery! She dug her hand in the dirt!” I began sounding hysterical.

“I assume PC Nolan is dealing with this? It is his number you called directly.”

“Yes, he was dealing with the injunction… But I’m actually scared for my life now! If she can hide things in graves, who knows what’ll happen next!” I exclaim.

“Right, well I shall tell PC Nolan as soon as he comes back from his outing.” She said.

“Sorry, and your name was? Just for reference.” I quickly remember to ask.

“My name is Jacqueline.” She says.

“Right, well Jacqueline thank you for your help! Bye!” I say, quickly hanging up. Running back in with a huge grin plastered on my face, Jack and Conor look up at me to see what the hell i was so happy about.

"You called the police i assume?" Conor says.

"Of Course, and i made it sound like a big deal and i think she bought it!" I stood there my mouth open in the widest grin i could, to say 'I did the right thing woohoo!' but the guys looked blankly back at me.

"It wont take five seconds for it to happen! And they're gonna tell her... We'll have a time when she's open to do whatever she wants cos she knows we're trying to get her locked away and the stuff hasnt been sorted yet! If you think her putting a recording thing in a bit of dirt was bad enough-" Jack said, shortly being cut off by Conor.

"Look, it's a step forward. Lets just take it as it is, alright? Lets not get worked up, we have a gig today Jack, you know, like now?" Conor had his 'serious' face on. The make up artist and hairdresser finished up perfecting Conor and nodded at their work before walking out of the room. "Right, i need to get changed and ready for one last mic check before everyone starts pouring in! So Jack, get your swag on!" He shoos Jack out of the room, leaving just me and him there.

"Good luck, baby!" I say walking over and kissing him on the top of the head as he sits on the chair in front of the vanity mirror. "You'll be fine like always!" Conor stands up and puts his arms round my waist.

"Good luck to you too!" He winks. "Gotta have you there to save my arse!" he smiles.

"I'm always there to save your arse!" I say.

"Err, i actually saved YOUR arse the first time! Remember? Police Station?" He smirked at me. Dammit, he got me. Or did he?

"Well... Wait! I saved your arse from that guy and thats the reason i was arrested, THANKS!!" I say, shocked.

"Oh yeah!" He giggled. I hit him in the arm jokingly and pull an angered face.

"Oh babe! It was a joke!" He pulled me in for a hug and we stayed there for a while. The smell of his cologne lingered in my nostrils, the smell of newly added hair gel beginning to mix with it.

"Look, i gotta go do my rounds of the arena! No rest for the wicked today!" I reluctantly pull myself out of Conor's grip.

"Well, after the gig we're straight on the tour bus to the next place ready for my final gig in London, and again we're meant to be up at 5am!" Conor rolls his eyes. He looks back into the mirror, making sure he looks good and pulls some clothes off the rack in the corner. I walk out, blowing a kiss as i leave.

***

"Thank you all and good night!" Conor said to his screaming fans and their cheers lifted the roof. He ran off stage, recieving a hug from Jack waiting in the wings. I still had to stand around and wait for everyone to leave before i could get on with sorting out the 'living space' i'll need in the tour bus. With the final few gone, i walk out to the dressing room and notice Conor isnt ready to leave.

"Con? Why arent you ready? We're meant to be travelling tonight!" I question, pointing to the nearest exit.

"Ben wants me to greet the fans at the stage door... All of them!" He said, rolling his eyes. "Its not that i dont like greeting fans but there's gonna be hundreds! It'll take hours!"

"Better start now then!" Ben said arriving next to me at the door. He looks at me and shrugs. "Fans are what keeps him going!" As if i didnt know that! He begins to walk off.

"Am i out there to help?" I questioned.

"No, just get ready to leave. You seem to keep making us late!" He said, turning straight back round and walking before i had the chance to say anything. I rolled my eyes, waved at Conor and walked into the room i had said was my dressing room to pick up my suitcase of clothes they'd put there for me. I hesitate, but then wheel the suitcase out of a seperate exit and into the tour bus waiting just round the corner. I chuck it next to my bed, knowing Conor likes to sleep on the left of the bus i always had the right side bed, and sat down putting my head in my hands. I get my phone out and scroll through my contacts until i hit Louis and i'm about to press call when i remember what Conor said and i put my phone back in my pocket. I tap my fingers against my head, but bored senseless i walk into what counts as a living area (basically a kind of sofa and tv on the wall opposite) and put the tv on. 

"Hello and welcome to Sixty Second Update! I'm your host Jade!" It began. Jesus Christ! I actually can't escape this woman! I hold the remote up, ready and waiting to turn the channel, but a picture of Liam came up on screen and i held off pressing it.

"There is some breaking news and some broken hearts in the world of the One Direction boys as Danielle and Liam and Louis and Eleanor are reportedly having issues and are on breaks! The couples were rumoured to have argued over the up and coming tour where they are away from their girlfriends for a month. It was said that Conor Maynard was meant to be going along with them but they have not confirmed this. So girls, try not to pester them too much, but i think they'll need a hand mending their broken hearts! In other news, Ella and Hannah have declared war on each other, with Ella saying she never wants to see or hear Hannah again! What has caused this feud? We can only guess for now! Thats it, sixty seconds is up! See you guys in an hour! Bye!"

I stare at the screen for a second as it goes onto adverts before turning it off. I shake my head. How can they be so happyily talking about possible break ups? This show seriously needs to just... well... fuck off, in the non-politest way! If this is true the guys must be feeling awful and knowing they watch that show as much as me, they're gonna know it's already headlining news! I think again about what Conor said about not talking to them, but i dont think i can just hear that and pretend everything is ok!! I open up a new message.

If what i've heard is true, keep your chin up and your head held high. Gossip Corner and the paps want you to be sad. Hope you're all alright. Sorry about before x

Send to Louis. I feel a wave of relief. I just dont see why i have to ignore them completely! I can understand he wants to spend time with me, but me being able to text them now and again surely cant be too big of a problem! I receive a reply.

Thanks. Its not good though, they're not even coming out of their rooms in the hotel. Niall x

Well, if Niall's replying for them, it must be bad! I just wish i could ring them and chat...

"Who you talking to?" Conor walks in, looking a little scruffy and noticing my phone was out.

"Oh, just Jake, saying we're off to the next place!" I lie through my teeth, hoping he doesnt realise.

"Oh cool! Say hi from me!" He smiles. My stomach drops, i hate lying to him... I mean i couldnt tell him the truth, could i? Or could i have said i was only talking to them because of what i'd heard? I have to admit, i just cant stop thinking about those guys! I'd nearly always get in contact with at least one of them every day, whether it was a phone call from them all or a text to one of them and having to not see or speak to them at all is killing me! Jake isnt around as much because he's planning his wedding and thats all i have. I have no-one else, only Conor but he's my boyfriend! Maybe i need to tell him i can't do this? Maybe i just need to be honest...