"El, meet Ashton, Luke and Calum. Guys, this is my sister, Eleanor!"
"Hi, I'm Luke!" A blonde guy, who was wearing a Nirvana top, said.
"Hey, I'm Ashton"
"And I'm Calum." I just smile at them. I don't want to talk yet.
"El, they're not like Mitchell and Alex, you can speak!" Michael says. I flinch at the names 'Mitchell and Alex'.
"Who are Mitchell and Alex?" Luke asked. Fuck. I looked at Michael and nodded, telling him to go on and tell them.
"They're two boys at Eleanor's school..." I couldn't hear anything else because I ran away. Why? Why did I run away? I need to face my fears, don't I? I ran to my room and started crying. I'm just a fucking coward! I'm a scared little girl, terrified of talking!
"Eleanor!" I heard a voice shout. It sounded like Luke. After 5 seconds (Of Summer. oh how I crack myself up!), there was a knock on my door.
"Eleanor, are you in there?" I let out a little sigh. Why did he have to come and look for me? I head over to my door and open it. Luke smiled at me, god he is gorgeous! Oh my Lashton! What am I saying? He's my brother's bestfriend!
"Look, I'm sorry for saying that! I didn't know! Wait, why are you crying?" God, I hope that was a rhetorical question! I just bite my lip and look down. I hear a little laugh. It made me smile.
"Come on! Tell me what happened!" Do I have to?
"I-I-I g-g-get b-b-bullied f-f-for not talking!" Oh my Lashton, that was hard! I look into Luke's blue eyes to see them full of happiness. Did I really make him happy by talking to him?