*I left her to get ready on the bus while the guys and I got everything set up for our stand. I came back to the prettiest girls I had ever laid eyes on. She was wearing ripped jeans and a pair of Toms with a tank. She hadn't even been wearing makeup and her hair was up. Something about her and her natural look always got me.
I couldn't let her go like every other girl. I wanted her. I needed her. And I was going to get her if it was the last thing I ever did.*
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(Delilah's P.O.V.)
Mike's eyes were locked on me. I blushed and smiled a little watching him scan my body. "Are you just going to stare at me or are you going to say something?"
"Sorry. I didn't mean to.. wait.. I don't even care. Why am I always apologizing to you!" He moved closer to me. "I was checking you out, alright." He smirked at me.
I could feel the warmth in my cheeks as I blushed a crimson red. "Mike.. I don't really know what to say to that." I swiped away the emotions momentarily, this was weird for someone to act this way towards me. Especially Mike.
"You've got a nice body and you're rather attractive, that's all. No need to say anything." He turned taking a few steps away.
Mike was a great guy, but why was he acting like that? Was he flirting? Or just fucking around with me? Even though I just met him I valued the bond we had, I really did, and I didn't want feelings or attraction on either end to be sabotaging that. I couldn't even risk losing another person in my life.
In two whole years I lost everyone; my Dad and Nana to heaven, my friends and sister left to college, and Dylan to a new girl. I'm almost always feeling toxic like I could have no one I cared about around me. I'm scared to get close to anyone but I don't want to have no one. All I longed for was that Mike and I could be the adults that we were, not act like two teenagers in some weird confusingly stupid love novel.
"Michael. Sorry but I'm only down for a friendship with you right now." I sighed, and he faced me looking a little taken back.
Mikes eyes turned cold and faked a smile. "What? You're seriously hot, but we're just friends. I was just complimenting you."
All I want to know is why. Why is Mike being so weird? Why was he acting like a completely different person? It felt like I just met him at the bar and he was trying to get me to go home with him until he realized I wasn't feeling it. What was his deal? Fake smiles and cold eyes, for what reason? What did I say? It was really bothering me. He mustn't have realized that I could see right through it all. The look he had before I spoke up was not what I was used to. I have to figure it out. I'm completely confused.
"Promise?" I said with an unsure eyebrow raised .
"Promise... If I felt something I would tell you straight up." He said furrowing his brows back at me and placing another fake smile. "Oh, by the way, I got something for you." He held up a backstage pass dangling from a lanyard. "This way you won't have to be surrounded by sweaty kids who are going to scream in your face and do anything they can to push you out of their way." He smirked again at me.
Smirking? It was different, kind of super hot though so no one was complaining.
I hugged him and took in his delicious smell. "You're the best, Mike. You also smell pretty spectacular."
He laughed. "You smell like sunshine, not gonna lie."
We broke the hug and I grabbed my cigarette pack and removed one, gesturing another to him.
