Michael's POV:
I've only been on this plane for about 20 minutes and I already miss Erika. I honestly thought that she was going to say yes to my proposal of traveling together. I mean, it seemed like a good idea when me and the guys talked about it. I guess she was right with the whole thing of her not being able to leave school and have all her hard work go to waist. I hope this tour goes by quick so I can see her and hold her in my arms. Although I know that she would want me to enjoy and sink in all the excitement and adventures of touring around the U.S.
"Don't be so bummed" Ashton says while walking to my seat.
"She'll be fine. Just imagine all the fun we're gonna have while on tour!"
"And just imagine all the fun Erika is gonna have while she's studying by herself in her room!" I say while turning around to look out the window and seeing all the white clouds beneath us.
"At least you won't be a distraction for her at college. Erika's a smart dependent young lady, and I know she's gonna do great things while at school."
"I know, I know, but...I just miss her you know? I really thought she was gonna decide to come with us. I mean, we could of all been hanging out right now while on our way to the next city!"
"Don't worry Mike"
I lower my seat, put on me headphones and close my eyes. Hoping when I open them we'll be back on ground.
Erika's POV:
I open the door of my dorm and I sit down on my bed, taking off my shoes. I notice a note on my desk and I get up to read it.
Lily: "hey! I'm out with Josh for the rest of the day. I wasn't sure what time you were coming home, so I left you a note! Text me if you need anything
<3 Lily"
I smile at the sweet note, Lily is truly the best!
I lie down on my bed and I stare at my phone. I want to call Michael but I know it's too soon and that his phone might not be turned on yet. I do kind of regret not taking his offer of traveling with him and the guys but I feel like I had a point of not wanting to leave all of my hard work behind. Besides I still need to tell my parents about him. At that thought, maybe I should call them right now. Maybe I can drive home for the weekend, besides I am only an hour away.
I dial my home number and wait for someone to answer.
"Hello?" My dad answers
"Hey dad, it's me!"
"Erika! Hi sweetie how are you?!"
"I'm good..hey I was thinking of heading home this weekend?"
"Why? I mean, sure you can, but why do you want to? Is everything alright?!"
"Yeah yeah! Everything's alright. It's just that I need or I mean I want to talk to you and mom about some stuff that's been going on..."
"Wait a minute...is it about that guy you told me about the other day?!"
"Maybe? Yes."
I could already see my dad giving me "the look" through the phone.
"Yeah so, I'll be heading down tomorrow. I'll be home around lunch time"
"Okay, I'll let your mom know. Drive save okay?"
"Okay, love you. Bye."
"Bye honey"
We hanged up and I was a little more relieved that my dad at least had some idea about things already.
I go on my Twitter and the first thing I see is that I have thousands of new followers! There's also pictures of when I was at the airport with the guys. Some girls have really mean tweets towards me. Some saying, "Michael should have just left her!" "He doesn't deserve a girl like that! I mean LOOK at her!" "I bet she's dating him so he can buy her clothes, you know since big clothing is expensive!"
Some tears are falling. And I get out of my Twitter. I then decide to go on my Instagram. That was a bad idea..there's pictures of me with Michael. There's even a picture of my head photoshopped onto a hippos body!
More tears are falling and I throw my phone. I'm sad about the tweets, I'm sad about the pictures, I'm sad about Michael leaving and not having him close to me. I get my things and I head in the shower. I turn the nob until hot water pours out and I get in. I'm crying, but I don't care because at least people won't hear it through the streaming water. I let all my tears flush out of my eyes and about an hour later I'm out of the shower. I put on my cozy pj's and I get under my covers. My phone is still on the carpeted floor where it landed when I threw it. Tears are still falling from my eyes. I fall asleep some time later.
