Rock Band Next Door ((5sos))

4.

The song ended and I couldn't get the lyrics out of my head. I couldn't stop thinking about if it was about our situation. I knew I shouldn't be thinking it. It was just a song. It could've been written just to have another song. It didn't have to be about anything. I tried pushing all the thoughts out of my head as I heard my mom calling from downstairs when she entered through the door.

"Hi, mom," I said as I came down the stairs.

"Hey, sweetie. Did you have a good day?" she said, putting her bag next to her keys on the coffee table.

"It was alright."

"What did you do?"

"I made an apple pie, ate a slice, and gave the rest to the neighbors."

"Calum and his friends? I thought you didn't want to go over there anymore?"

"Yeah, but I wasn't going to eat the rest and I knew you and dad wouldn't eat it either, so I figured I would be a nice neighbor and give it to them. I even hung out with them for a little bit."

"Really? I'm glad you two are on better terms."

"I wouldn't go that far. It'll just take some getting used to."

"I get that. Are you cooking dinner or would you like me to?"

"You can. I'm tired."

"Alright."

I went back up to my room and opened my curtains and my window. Luckily, Calum wasn't there. I didn't want to talk to him tonight after I heard that song.

I laid down on my stomach on my bed and pulled out my laptop. I plugged in my speaker and put on Pandora.

I turned the volume all the way up. I didn't really care if my mom heard it. She's heard it plenty of times and has never complained, so I keep it up all the way.

'Backseat Serenade' by All Time Low starts playing and I nod along to the beat, singing the words as well.

Once it got to the chorus, I started belting it out, "BACKSEAT SERENADE. DIZZY HURRICANE. OH GOD IM SICK OF SLEEPING ALONE. YOU'RE SALTY LIKE A SUMMER DAY. KISS THE SWEAT AWAY TO YOUR RADIOOOOOOOO!"

I started dancing around in my room, not caring that the window was open at this point or the fact that I was in my underwear and an old tshirt.

But then I heard a voice from the neighboring house.

"Nice moves, Cay! Bootyyyyy!" Michael yelled, cupping his hands on either side of his mouth.

"Fuck off," I said, still moving to the song.

"I think I'll stay here. It's like a private show." He leaned farther onto the window sill, resting his head on his hand.

"I don't think Calum would like you in his room watching me again." The song changed to 'Your Song' by Mayday Parade.

"Last time I checked, you guys weren't dating anymore, so I'm not really doing anything wrong. Y'know, you're a lot different when you're around us and when you're on your own. You act like this shy girl, still upset about your little breakup. But you're really this, like, hot girl who dances in her underwear without a care. I like it."

"One, it wasn't a little breakup. Two, you don't know anything about me. Three, who cares if I dance in my underwear? I bet you do the same."

"Touché. But for the record, I said I liked you dancing in your underwear."

"Perv." I grinned and kept dancing to the music that was playing, swaying my hips slightly while doing so. I wanted to get over Calum and, as selfish as it sounds, I wanted attention. Michael was giving it to me, and as much as I acted like I wanted him to leave, I really didn't want him to. Yeah, it sounds bad, dancing in front of the window in nothing but a tshirt while your ex's best friend watched.

But I didn't care. I kept doing it. I watched as Michael's eyes went up and down my body, making me a little insecure, but gave me more confidence at the same time.

"Damn, I can't believe Cal let you go," he said, biting his bottom lip.

"For the record, I broke up with him." I stopped dancing and leaned on my own window sill.

"Aww, why'd you stop? I was enjoying that."

"I got tired. I need a rest."

He gave me a fake frown and I laughed at him.

"Why did you break up with him? He never talks about it. I've always been curious."

"I didn't want to do long distance while you guys were on tour. Other things happened. I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later."

"What else happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it. Let's just say, he was an ass, I was a bitch and it was for the better."

"I get it. I'm not gonna make you talk about it. But.."

"What, Michael?"

"Can you dance for me again?" He gave me a cheeky smirk and I rolled my eyes.

"One more song and then you leave. I don't want Calum seeing. He still gets protective as you've probably seen."

"One more song."

I turned it off Pandora and went to my own music, finding a song to dance to. I turned on 'Sex' by The 1975. Probably not the smartest idea, but again, I wanted attention. I wanted someone to look at me with admiration in their eyes. I wanted to tease. I wanted to have fun. Some things that haven't happened in well over a year.

As the music got going and the words started being sung, I stepped a little closer to the window, raising my hands as I moved my hips, causing my shirt to rise a bit, showing more of my black lacey underwear. Michael bit down so hard on his lip that I was afraid he would draw blood.

"Are your parents home?" he asked as his eyes wandered over every inch of me.

I nodded and kept dancing, singing the words as I went.

"Dammit, Cadence. I've only known you for a day and I wanna eat you for dinner."

I chuckled and the song ended. "Time for you to go," I said, closing my laptop.

"But-"

"Nope. I said one more song. Go."

"Fiiiine," he groaned.

I laughed and closed my curtains. I could not believe I just did that. Was it wrong? It didn't necessarily feel wrong. I kind of liked it. It was nice having someone swoon over me.

Even if it was from someone I've only known for less than a day.