Distracted || 5SOS Fanfic

P. 19

What had been next week, last week, was now this week. Today's the show.

I looked in my closet for hours to see if I had something to wear. Nothing.

I call up Mikey, "hey love."

"Hey, what's up?" He answers.

"I have nothing to wear for tonight!" I whine.

"Then wear nothing, I'll be okay with that," he flirts.

"Ha-ha. Not funny," I'm in serious mood right now.

"Why don't I take you to the mall to find something?" He offers.

"Okay! Thanks, love you!" I cheer.

"I'll be there at 3, love you too babe," he hangs up.

Our relationship was going just fine. We were happy together. But, there were times when my focus wouldn't be off Ashton. I was helpless. I wanted to be with Mikey and I wanted Ashton to be with no one. I want him to watch my relationship. I'm such a jerk.

Mikey arrives and we get to the mall, "so where to first?"

"American Apparel?" I hold his hand.

I look around for something a little teasing with a tight fit. I grab a black body con dress with sheer sleeves and a deep v neck. Perfect.

I come out of the fitting room, "what do you think?"

Mikey was leaning on the wall near the changing room. He looked over.

His eyes widened and jaw dropped, "babe..."

I think he liked it.

"So..." I waited for a response.

"Damn. I, I, uh," he stuttered, "you look amazing."

"You think?" I wink.

He grabs me and holds me close. He kisses me sincerely.

"You look perfect," he finishes, "like always."

He always had a way with words. I blush. I kissed him back.

I had forgotten that I was trying to impress Ashton.

I pull his arms away, "okay now let me go change so we can get going for tonight."

"Can I come in with you?" He winks.

I glared at him and shut the door.

It was already 7:30 and it was time to go. I finished doing last minute touches and looked in my mirror that lean against the wall. Black dress, curled hair, perfect winged liner, mascara, nude lipstick, and my Steve Madden Jillyy heels. I was pleased with this look.

The band was already there. They had been there since noon for set up and sound check.

"Babe!" Mikey calls me over backstage.

Everyone knew we were together now.

"Gross, don't call her that," Calum remarks. "I still can't get used to this."

I reply, "don't worry butthead, one day some will find you're face decent." I stick my tongue out at him.

"You look even better after the second time seeing you in that dress," Mikey raises his brows and stares at my outfit.

I knew the dress fit in the right places.

I come closer. I take his hands and interlace our fingers, "you look great too." I kiss him, "good luck out there." I walk back down and stand in the front of the crowd.

"Hey everyone, thanks for coming out here tonight! We're 5 seconds of summer," the show was starting.

They were amazing, a lot better than when I heard them play Calum's garage.

The show ended and the band was having an after party.

"Here's for you and here's for me," Mikey hands me a shot, "cheers."

I usually don't drink but I made tonight an exception. I raise my glass and gulped it down. I wasn't much of a fan of the burning sensation in my throat.

Ashton comes over, "Michael! Hey! Great show tonight, am I right?!"

They do their little guy thing with the high fives and chest bump and whatever.

"What did you think..." he looks over at me and his eyes grow big, "woah, Sherry, I didn't recognize you for a second. Did you enjoy the show?"

"You guys rocked," I say as I sip at my drink. That was the reaction I was hoping for.

"Hey I'll be right back," Mikey says as he heads towards the bar, "I'm going to get us a few more drinks."

It was just me and Ashton now.

"Hey, so where's Arielle?" I asked but didn't really care. I was just curious to know why they weren't together.

"She's in the restroom," he answers.

There was an awkward silence between us for a while. I looked around, not knowing what to say; he didn't know what to say either.

"You look nice by the way," he mentions.

"Oh. Thanks," I didn't know how to respond.

"The last time I saw you, you were in a baggy sweater and old gym shorts," he chuckled. "You clean up well."

"And nice bandana," I tell him, "last time you wore a black one and I see you've swapped to red," I didn't know what to say since he was just in a pair of black ripped jeans and a sleeveless shirt. I probably sounded stupid.

"Thanks," he smiles.

"I'm going to see what's taking Mikey so long," I start walking but accidentally bump into a table and spill coke on my dress. I hoped no one saw.

"Let me help you there," Ashton quickly grabs a few napkins and helps me wipe it off.

You could kind of see the stain, but it wasn't too bad since the dress was black. It just kinda looked like I peed.

"It could have been worse," Ashton grins.