On my day off I decide to not go out. I don't feel adventurous today. Not like the other boys, they all head outside to do some crazy shit. Normally I'm the one who wants to go out but the other guys don't want to.
Whatever, Getting up at 11am I head to the kitchen, prepare my daily bowl of cereal and sit down on the couch at the back of the bus. This bus became a second home to me. We spent so much time in here, it's crazy.
Since the end of 2013 poeple started talking about me having so called "Groupies", especially fans were posting a shit load of pictures that showed me with certain girls who were my assumed Groupies. I can't lie about this one. It's true I have Groupies but I prefer to call these girls friends with benefits. I'm a teenage boy. That's what teenage boys do, we fuck around. I don't know any guy who wouldn't voluntarily fuck every girl on this planet, at least once. It's in our nature to fuck girls or boys whatever you like.
Sofia is one of my friends with benefits. We met a year back at a party. We hooked up and ended up in bed together. We haven't met in a long time. She lives in Phoenix. Well, We're in Phoenix too. I didn't expected her to message me anyways.
"Hey, heard you were in town. Wanna meet?:*"
I can't keep myself from smirking reading this message.
"On my way, see ya in 10 minutes;)" I answer while finishing my cereals.
With a horny smile I put on fresh boxers, loose 3/4 training pants and a random shirt. Taking a last look in the mirror I put my hands through my dark brown hair whilst eyeing myself.
Just to be save I put a rubber in the pocket of my pants as I leave the bus. She doesn't live far from here.
After a ten minutes march I jump up the stairs leading to the front door of the house she lives in. Shortly after pressing the button of her bell, she opens the door for me with a loud, high buzzing sound the door opens.
Her apartment lays on the second floor. Arriving there the door is already opened, slightly leaning in to the door frame. Making my way through the door I hear her voice coming from the bedroom.
"Hello," She smirks at me laying on the bed wearing a beige silken bath robe. "Did you miss me?" She says through a breathy voice.
What can I say. Of course I enjoy a girls attention. Her attention became pretty normal to me. Her finger slowly leads me the way to her lips.
My body lays a about one inch over hers while my hands lean left and right to her small waist. We're kissing as suddenly a overwhelming feeling of guilt arrives at my stomach. I raise my head off of hers.
"You alright honey?" She asks worried with a slight sense of confusion in her voice.
"I can't." I mumble climbing off of her body. Then I sit down on the dge of the bed, to put my shoes back on.
She puts her soft hands on my shoulders "What? Why," she wonders more confused than seconds ago. "Are you in love with someone?" She adds.
Annoyed I turn around to her. "No," I go. Unsure I run my fingers through my hair. My gaze falls on the floor. "I'm not sure." I admit weakly. Throwing her hands of my shoulders I get up and throw my shirt back on. "I'm sorry Sofia," I mutter stepping out of the room. Feeling the pressure on my shoulders I add "Please don't message me again." I proclaim as I leave through the door.
An odd feeling lays in my body. It's a slight hurting mixed with happiness and joy, never felt something like that before. Thinking about the girl that I've been talking to on twitter the feeling gets stronger. Her name was Denise I believe. We didn't talk for a while, well it's been two days. But it felt like a long time, though.
Flipping my phone out of my pocket I open twitter. Wait do I look like an idiot if I message her yet again? I don't want her to think I'm an idiot. Why do I break my head over this, I don't even know her. I really want to talk to her, man why's this so hard?
Out of the blue braveness sneeks into my head and makes me message her.
"Hey you:)"
I get nervous as she doesn't answer for ten minutes.
She doesn't like me. What am I doing? Oh she replied.
"Hey Cal Pal:)"
What does she mean by that? Pal. Did she just friendzone me?
"What's up?:)" I ask confused.
"Listening to music n stuff :) what about you?"
"Walking home. What are you listening to?"
"The 1975. Their album is too good:)"
"Did you hear their song 'Robbers' already? damn it's WICKED:)"
"IKR! Their stuff is overall amazing."
"Yeah right? How are you btw?:)"
"I'm fine, Stressed with school stuff but I'm alright. wbu?:)"
"Same here! Expect that I'm not stressed with school lol. Enjoying my day off:)"
"Oh ok, How's tour going?:)"
"It's crazy. Loving it so far:)"
"How awesome is it to be living your dream?:)"
"Besides the fact that we're dreadfully busy all the time, it's awesome. It really is. Sometimes I miss being a normal boy, who's able to be friends with whoever he wants to be, seeing whoever he wants to meet, without being spied on and shadowed by paparazzis. But that's what I always wanted to do, you know?:)"
"Sounds saddening. As long as you can do what you always wanted to do:)"
"True! I'm getting a bit emotional right now. Let's talk tomorrow?:)"
"Sure. get some rest Calum!:)"
"I'm gonna take a nap or something. Bye see ya:)"
