Olivia’s POV
The bus was silent, except for the odd hungover groan being let out when Bernie drove over the pot hots on the motorway. Last night had been one of the best nights in a long time, everyone had been on cloud nine. Brad and I kept it PG throughout the night and I actually ended up crashing Beth’s hotel room to stop her meeting up with her booty call. I let Brad believe we were keeping it PG because of my mum but the truth was I was keeping it PG because half way through the night a certain someone had messaged me reminding me that I was in fact attracted to him as well.
My phone interrupted the much needed silence through the bus, earning another hungover groan from the lads. I winced at the brightness of the screen as I opened the text message. ‘Did you have a good night? A
