Stall me

Chapter 21.

Emerson's POV.

The show was going to start soon, and I had nothing I wanted to wear.

Standing in my dressing room, I kept comparing the pants that I wanted to go with my black and white checkered top. It was a cute top really, it had spaghetti straps and was tight, cropped of course too.

My boobs looked fantastic in it honestly.

I couldn't figure out if I wanted the black ripped jeans, or the black shorts.

Either or, either or.

"Hey I'm- oh sorry!" I hear the familiar Australian accent, making me jump into the air.

Did I forget to mention I have NO pants on?

"Luke!" I shout, he stood behind the door, leaving it cracked so he could hear me, but not see me.

Charming actually.

"I'm so sorry Em, I didn't know!" Luke chuckles.

"Could've knocked!" I teased. It was quite for a moment, then I hear him clear his throat.

"Black shorts by the way."

With that, he shuts the door. He knew what I was doing, I felt a little embarrassed, but also glad that I at least got some input.

I throw on the black shorts and toss my straightened hair behind my back. I put on some hoop earrings and dab on some perfume.

I'm not too sure why, it's not like I won't be a sweaty mess after all of this. But still, helps the ego a bit.

I finally take a look at my full appearance, my makeup was freshly done, my black smoky look making my brown eyes pop, my contour actually looked good, but that's due to me actually taking my time, and no lipstick tonight, but I did throw on some gloss.

"Hey girl," Nicole says, entering my room and closing the door, she sees me and gasps, looking me up and down with a giant grin on her face, "is this the 'fuck you Brendon' look?"

"Nope!" I laugh, "this is the 'i don't care anymore' look."

"Well, I'm here for it, you look sexy."

"So, what's up?" I ask.

"Oh yeah, I did come in here for a reason, what do you think about Luke?"

I raise my brows "Luke, what about him?"

"I don't know, maybe you and him could like talk or something, I saw the way he kept looking at you when we were at the beach earlier." She winks.

I actually laugh out loud, "no, nope, I'm done with musicians and boys all together, I am just going to love myself."

She rolls her eyes at me and grabs my arm, pulling me out of my room, it was time to go anyway.

"Oh wait," I turn back and grab my camera, "I kind of need this, it's my job."

Speaking of, I've been banking in the money, Jimmy has been sending the money into my account, he said cash wasn't working him anymore, and that Zach has been wiring him the money for the jobs, so now I'm wired my own money.

I need a shopping trip real soon.

We make our way to the stage area, I see Luke and Michael getting there gear ready, Ashton and Calum were taking shots near the drums, and then I see Brendon.

Brendon looked miserable, his eyes looked black, his face sweating, he seemed to be trembling.

Was he high?