I smile at Ashton across the table from me. He takes my hand and squeezes it. Our food comes and we begin to eat. I got a salad. He got..well,I'm not really sure. "So,any thoughts about the tour?" I bring up. He shakes his head. "Not really," He giggles. "It's just crazy,I mean,who knew we would be this big band?" How could he have just that in his head? All I've been thinking about is the tour. Will I go with them? Will they even go? What will happen if I don't go? "Oh." Is all I say,but I want to say more. I want to talk and spill my thoughts to him. I just...don't know how. We finish eating and Ashton pays. We walk home,in the rain,and just talk. He giggles as he looks up at the dark sky and the rain pouring down. He's so smiley and his dimples are so cute.
I sit up,out of breath. I look at my clock and see it's 2:06 am. "Stupid dream," I mumble. After a few minutes,I stand up and look out the balcony door. "I can't fall asleep." I tell myself. I open my door quietly and notice Michael's door is open a crack. I peek inside and he's not there. I tilt my head and shrug. I go downstairs,quietly,and look for my step brother. Party room: Nope. Entrance: no. Great room: nada. Dining room: not a trace. Kitchen: no. Study: no. Basement: nope. Backyard: no. Front yard: not a chance. But,his car is gone. Our garage has Karen's car and my dad's car,so Michael's can't fit. So where would it be other than the drive? I go back upstairs and grab my phone,walk back down and sit at the bay window.
Me: Allison,where r u?
Alli: with Michael
Alli: under the bleachers at school.
Me: in the rain?
Alli: yeah,it was his idea
Me: okay. Have fun,I guess.
I sit there and I assume I fall asleep.
I wake up to Michael shaking me. "Wake up. Wake up." He whispers. "What time is it?" I groan. "It's around 4 am. Go to your room." He tells me. I get up, and stretch,which leads to me hitting him in the face. I whisper the word sorry and pay his face. I decide to crawl up the stairs because...well. I open my door and crawl in. Michael closes the door and in all alone in my room. I take my phone out of my pocket and set it on my vanity. I rub my eyes. "I might as well stay up," I tell myself and I lay on my floor. My ceiling lights up and I sit up and grab my phone. A Instagram notification. I sigh and put my phone back. "I can't do this." I go to my bed and lie there. My eyes don't want to close. So I lie there,until the sun comes up. The storm passed and everything's drenched. I take a shower and change into a galaxy tank top,ombré purple and pink shorts,and pink flip flops. I sit outside in a chair on my balcony,in the cool morning air. Today Dad and Karen are doing stuff for the wedding,which is in a week. They leave and I get up and go eat breakfast.