Everything Happens For A Reason (Emblem3 FanFic)

The Big Audition

Time has been flying by and it's already the night before Emblem3's XFactor audition! Tonight, Wes asked me to stay at his house so I can come to their audition which is early in the morning. Well, that's his story, I believe he wants me here to keep his mind off of it because I know he's just trying to hide the fact that he's nervous. XFactor is the type of exposure this band needs so they can get their name out there and hope to gain more fans. That's why this audition is so crucial for them.

Wes and I are sitting in his living room as Drew and Keaton walk through the door. "What's up guys?" Wes asks as he takes his arm out from around me.

"Nothing much, we were just out skating." Keaton says as he takes a seat across from Wes. "Hey, tor tor." Keaton says with a huge smile. Since Wes and I have been dating for almost a month now, Keaton and I have been getting really close as well. We have a brother-sister type of relationship which I love because I actually don't have any siblings.

"Hey Keats." I say as I cuddle in closer to Wes.

"Drew, what's good?" Wes asks as Drew finally takes a seat next to Keaton. But, of course, he is too focused on his phone to even looks at Wes...or me. Throughout this past month, I've been around Drew and the guys a lot but Drew hardly even says a word to me. That's another reason why Keaton and I have become so close; he senses how hard it is for me to pretend to be happy when we're around Drew. How am I supposed to be okay when I'm not comfortable hanging out around the guy? Even though it seems like it, I don't hate Drew, I'm just not a fan of the type of guy he is. The way he's always taking his shirt off to expose his abs and acting all cocky about how he can get any girl he wants, truly does bother me.

"Drew!" Keaton yells as he hits Drew in the arm.

"What the hell man!" Drew says looking at Keaton with disgust.

"Wes was talking to you." He says calmly.

"Sorry dude." Drew says finally glancing over at Wes and then me. "Hailey and I are in a big fight right now and I'm not in the best mood."

Wes gives an understanding look and I'm still extremely lost. "Wait, who's Hailey?" I ask.

"She's Drew's girlfriend." Keaton says as Drew just goes back to typing on his phone.

"Oh, Drew, I didn't know you had a girlfriend."

He looks up at me quickly and says, "Why do you even care? Honestly, I couldn't care less about Drew's personal life but I've been trying to ask interested in it for Wes's sake. If I get to know Drew better maybe we can eventually be civil because I never want to put Wes in a position where he has to choose between his girlfriend and his best friend. But, of course, Drew has to make it difficult for me. I just don't understand why he hates me so much!

I zone out but come back to reality when Wes squeezes my hand. That's when I notice that Drew was already heading upstairs without saying a word. Wes turns to me and says, "I'm sorry about that babe."

"Don't worry about it, not your fault."

"I don't know why he acts like that towards you."

"Maybe he secretly wants you!" Keaton chimes in and I throw a couch pillow at him. We all laugh and the mood in the room instantly goes back to normal with Drew gone. Keaton watches some of the movie with us and then decides to head up to bed. "Goodnight guys!"

"Goodnight bro." Wes says pounding his fist to his. "We have a big day tomorrow!" Keaton just smiles and heads upstairs. Wes puts his hand on my thigh and says "Maybe we should head up too". I nod and we make our way to Wes's room.

I absolutely love his room! The walls are dark blue and are filled with pictures of him with his family and Drew. He also has posters of some of his favorite bands including Third Eye Blind and Sublime. Wes goes to his dresser and pulls out a tshirt and a pair of basketball shorts for me to throw on. Without even thinking, I strip down and change right in front of him. He wolf whistles and I playfully hit his arm. When I'm dressed, I hop into his bed and wait for him to join. He throws on a different pair of shorts and takes his shirt off. As he walks towards the bed, I can't help but stare at his body. He has an incredible sick pack, which I've seen before but I gawk over every time I see it. He sees me staring and says, "Aren't you glad this is all yours?"