After an uneventful (well as uneventful as things can get around the guys) bus ride, we were back at my house. As awful as it sounds, I didn't want to be back home; I was going to miss the boys, and the constant cheerfulness that accompanied them.
They gave me all hugs, and I exited the bus, back to normal life. Somehow, though, I had a sneaking suspicion that my life wasn't going to go back to normal.
As I looked out the window, watching the bus pull out of my driveway, I realized I didn't want my normal life back.
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An hour later my mom was home, so I had to stop texting Luke and unpack my bag. As I was going through my clothes to either put them away or throw them in the laundry, I realized I had two black shirts in my bag. I unfolded one, and lo and behold there was Luke's Nirvana shirt. I couldnt say I was disappointed. I took of my sweater and threw the shirt on over my tank top. I grabbed my phone and went on snapchat, sending Luke a photo with the words: "your shirt was in my bag, now its MINE!" I saved it to my camera roll and posted it on Twitter:
musiquedeparis: @Michael5SOS gave me @Luke5SOS 's shirt by mistake. His loss is my gain *evil laugh*
Within a minute I had responses from Michael and Luke:
@Michael5SOS: @musiquedeparis Oops. It looks better on you anyway.
@Luke5SOS: @musiquedeparis HEY! Whatever, I have about 4 anyway, and you look adorable.
Luke also snapchatted me back; it was a picture of him rolling his eyes and it said: "so you're going to wear it?"
I sent back and picture of me with a goofy grin, saying "you betcha😜!"
I was literally going to wear it 24/7.*****************************
The next day I had school (ugh) and I was really beyond caring.
I woke up and left on Luke's Nirvana shirt, which I had slept in, and just threw on some black leggings.
My hair went into a messy bun and my high tops were thrown on my feet. I already missed the boys and their playful teasing and stupid jokes.
I got a lot of comments like "hey Paris is that Luke's shirt?","How was your weekend with the boys?", "Ooooh Paris thinks she's so cool cause she was on TV with her *friends*", and "ugh she thinks she's so cool cause she's wearing Luke's shirt".
I was honestly just at that point where you think "do I have to life?"
I sent a text to Luke in study hall aka last class: "is it bad that I miss you guys?"
He texted back immediately: "I don't think so, we miss you too."
Me: "ugh I have to work tonight:("
Penguin🐧!: "why do you even need a job?"
Me: "have to fund the merch obsession somehow😂"
Penguin🐧!: "we can get you free merch! Don't pay!"
ME: "um yes please! But I still need other merch, not just 5sos merch! I need All Time Low and MCR and Harry Potter and SPN and Doctor Who and Sherlock and PJO and THG and Divergent!"
I could practically hear his laugh: "You weren't kidding when you said obsession"
I giggled. "No I wasn't. But I will take you up on that free merch offer!"
He called me.
(H: him. M: me)
H: "Hey"
M: "hi. Hi or hey?"
H: *laugh* "so what merch do you want? You can take your pick from the shop"
M: "that's a dangerous offer, but if you insist. The baseball tee IDIOT replica, the fabric bracelets, the tally mark hairbow, the charm bracelet (I'm making some of these up), the sweatshirt with the logo 'derping since 2011', aaaaaand the Good Girls shirt"
H: *trying to control laughter* "I can make that happen"
M: "Yassss, I'm officially so happy this just improved my day a million percent thank you soooo much!"
H: "no problem. If you can put up with us you deserve an award!"
M: *laughs* "Oh, the bell's going to ring soon, I've got to go. Text me!"
H: "I will!"
He hung up, and I grinned. He always knew how to brighten up my day.
Did I still like him more than friends?
Yes. Yes I did. I knew that it would never happen, though, so I knew that I had to get over it. Only friends, only friends.
The bell rang. Aaaaand it was time for work.
I grabbed my bag and headed out to catch the city bus to work.
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"Stuck In The Friend-Zone Again and Again"
FanficA 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER FANFICTION; L.H. Paris is a fangirl, nothing more, and it breaks her heart. She meets the band and a friendship sparks, just like something out of a, well, fanfiction. She forces herself out of her love for Luke for the sake of...