13. I Never Stopped
Stella and I enter the bands dressing room to wait for them since there's only two minutes left to their concert. "They did great tonight." I smile towards Stella as I throw myself onto the dressing rooms' red couch. "Yeah like always, but my feet are killing me!" Stella huffs while she throws herself next to me. "Same." I giggle. "I don't see how they can do it." She says with her eyes wide. "Practice." I suggest and she nods her head.
Suddenly the dressing rooms door opens and they all four walk in sweating yet full of energy. "You did great!" Stella complements them. "Yeah really great." I say. Everyone smiles at us. Even Michael.. "Awe thanks, Sis." Luke tells Stella before walking over to us, hovering me. He smirks down at me and grabs my hands and pulls me up so were both standing. I couldn't help but blush a little at his actions. The sounds of talking around us fainted a little as he pulls me in for a hug. "But your sweaty!" I protest and he laughs. "I didn't think you were that kind of girl who cared." He raised an eyebrow at me. "I'm not." I shrug. "Then hug me!" He laughs again. I let out a sigh and smile. "Fine." I mumble before giving him a hug. "See I'm not." I say into his chest as we hug. "I believe you." Luke pulls away from the hug and places a sweet kiss to my cheek making blush majorly. "Aye! Not to much touching!" My brother yells from across the room, making Luke and I stand further apart. "Seriously. No one wants to see that." Michael annoyingly says next to Calum and Ashton. "Awe its okay Michael. We all understand your a bit jealous you don't have a best friend relationship like that." Ashton humorously tells him. Everyone laughs, except for Michael of course. "Yeah right." Michael roles his eyes. "Okay okay. Enough bickering lets have our own after party at the hotel?" Luke asks. We all agree and everyone begins walking out the door.
Weirdly Michael and I were the last two to walk out.. Why, I'm not sure. just when we were both walking out the door at the same time he whispers. "The last thing I want you to be, is my friend." Shivers run down my spine. I didn't know what to say.. Our faces are inches apart. My body stood in place, refusing to move. Michael's face was serious but his eyes were filled with many emotions it was hard to look away at the beautiful sight. He seemed to want it to come off as an insult, but there was more to his words. My body jumped a little when someone next to us cleared their throat. I glanced to see Luke, Stella, Calum, and Ashton staring at us. I feel his body brush against me as he walks away. Once again leaving me feeling many emotions.
"What the hell was that?" Stella urgently asks me right after everyone walked out of our hotel room to go to bed, she's leaning against the door she just shut. "You tell me!" I pause. "I'm just as confused as you!" my voice shocked. We walk towards our beds and away from the door. "Carter.. Something isn't right." Stella shakes her head as she crawls into her bed. "Please.. Its Michael were talking about. He's bipolar or something." I shrug trying not to think about it to much. But the truth is, its all I can think about. Well, HE'S all I can think about. "Yeah he is.. Because you would be blind not too notice how he was staring at you all night, but trying to seem like he wasn't." She laughs. "Really?" I ask. Stella looks over at me and squints her eyes for a couple seconds before getting serious. "You like him again don't you.." She asks cautiously. I let out a sigh and stare up at the ceiling. "I never stopped." My voice mumbles softly. "Oh boy.... I feel drama coming." Stella says. "I can't help the way I feel, but its not like he feels the same. Its pretty obvious he doesn't." I tell her and she looks at me with disbelief. "All I'm going to say, is anything can happen." She huffs before switching off our bedside lamp.
My thoughts drift to Luke then to Michael.. Just everything that happened today. As much as I didn't want it to happen, I think Stella is exactly right. Drama is near...