Amnesia

8. CONCERT CHEATING

*Luke's POV*

Shit! Did I really just say that to Austin? I have a girlfriend--long distance, but I'm straight. Right? He wasn't expecting it. I just ruined our friendship. "I didn't meant to say that," I mumble, though now it seems I'm a liar.

"You didn't?" he asked.

I can't just deny I said it. It looks like he;s not believing I didn't mean what I said, at that.

I part my mouth to tell him the truth, but he places his hand over my mouth. "Let's just pretend like none of this happened. For the tour," he says.

I completely forgot about the tour, especially since his current boyfriend is on the tour with us. I could always kick Bieber off here, but then Austin will think I'm mean and jealous and just like Bieber.

I nod and when he moves his hand away, I said, "Another time."

*Austin'a POV*

Another time? What is that supposed to mean? And I can't believe how he was going to profess his love for me right there. I mean I always thought of Luke as straight. He has a girlfriend for christ sake, well Justin had a girlfriend too before I came along. Ugh! I'm not a boyfriend stealer, though. And besides I love Justin, I think. Well I love him a lot when he is being mature, at least...

The concert was approaching. The stage was set up, we staged our performances, and the people started piling in to sit waiting for the show to start. I started getting really nervous. This is my first solo performance. I can't do this! Last time I performed being nervous I passed out during my YMCMB audition in front of Justin. That feels so long ago, though. Justin sees me sweating, and asks, "Are you alright, babe?"

I take a glimpse at the crowd, and manage to reply, "Yeah."

He takes my hand. "You got this."

I hug him. "Thanks. I really needed that."

He lets me go, his hands holding each my arms. "You know the songs and dances."

Luke sees us and approaches. "What do you want?" Justin snaps.

And just when I thought everyone was getting along during the preparation of the concert.

Luke ignores him. "Are you okay?" he asks me gently.

I hear the speaker presenting. I start shivering. "There is way too many people out there, Luke! I'm sorry. I-I thought I could, but I-I-" I stammer.

Luke face pales. Is he mad at me? Oh my god. It's just the first show, and I've already messed everything up. Luke turns to Justin and asks, "Can you do his first song with him?"

"Do you want me to?" Justin asks me. "I don't want to be stealing away from your first opening tour whatsoever."

I can't believe Justin would go on stage and embarrass himself. "You don't know the dance or the notes," I say.

"I don't care. They know me. They know what I'm capable of. They'll most likely think I'm drunk," he says.

I laugh. "Thank you," I say to both of them.

"No problem. I'd do anything for you," they say in unison, which is extremely weird. They both give another the evil eye.

The announcer: Put your hands together for Austin Mahone!

Justin takes my hand and the stage fright disappears. WE run out on stage.

The announcer: And apparently Justin Bieber!

The crowd is going wild, most likely for Bieber but I manage to see some Austin signs in the crowd which really helps me get through this.

After the concert---------------------------------------------------------------

"You were remarkable!" Luke says to me.

"It's only because you let Justin stay out for the entire opener instead of the first song," I reply, feeling ashamed.

"Well, during your solos, you were owning the stage. Maybe next time no need for him."

I nod. "I do actually feel a lot more comfortable performing on my own now."

"Good." We're close. Intimate close. He keeps staring at my lips, not knowing if he should take the leap.

"Should I kiss you?" he asks, completely throwing me off guard.

I shake my head. But before I could tell him that we're both in relationships, his Australian plush lips were against mine. And it was hot. And I know I should've pushed him away before our lips even touched, but. No buts! This is wrong, but I can't seem to stop it. I don't want it to stop.