"Stuck In The Friend-Zone Again and Again"

"Try To Sleep"

Finally the pizza arrived (aw yis).
We devoured the pizza piece by piece, me convincing Ashton to try to make a pizza sandwich (two pieces, cheese and pepperoni pressed against each other), which he decided was a brilliant way to eat pizza.
The boys were playing Call Of Duty intently, and I had my Maths book open on my lap, studying intently.

It was hard to focus, however, with all the competitive yelling coming from the boys.
After the fifth time of asking the boys to quiet down and them continuing to yell, silent tears began to stream down my face.

My Maths exam was the exam I was the most stressed over.
I was good at math, better at it than science, actually; my average was 96%.
That didn't stop me from being totally stressed.
I was suffering from lack of sleep, because although unknown to the boys, for the past week I had been having an extra hard time falling asleep at night, because I was worrying about my Maths and science exams.
Once I had finished my science exam, the sole focus was on Maths.
The night before last I had woken up at 3AM and went through my Math notes for an hour.
Last night I had woken up sometime in the early early morning and lay awake for quite a long time worrying.

Lack of sleep made me emotional.

The tears dripped down my cheeks and onto my books and notes, dotting the words and smearing the ink slightly.
I just at there, my eyes blurry with tears, helpless to stop them.

The boys, focused on their game, didn't notice.

After about 5 minutes, Calum got fatally shot and had to stop playing.
He turned to me, since I hadn't spoken in a while, not even to tell them to be quiet.
"How's the studying goi-" he stopped short. "Paris?"
"Yes?" I said unsteadily.
"What's wrong?" He asked, concern filling his tone.
"Just stressed," I laughed shakily, wiping my tears.
"Are you sure?" Calum asked.
"I'm fine!" I assured him, wiping my eyes again.

Luke nonetheless pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around my body, resting the controller in my lap, in front of my book so as not to block my view of my materials.

I smiled softly and continued to work.

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An hour later, Michael gently removed my books from my lap despite my reaching hands.
Calum set a tub of ice cream and a spoon in my lap instead.
I gave them a grateful smile and dug in, occasionally feeding a whining Luke a spoonful or two.

Not 10 minutes later my phone lit up with a notification.

*@Michael5SOS mentioned you in a tweet*
I raised my eyebrow in his direction, but he just giggled.

I unlocked my phone and opened Twitter.

There was a picture of me on Luke's lap feeding him a spoonful of ice cream, an amused look on my face and a delighted look on his.
"@musiquedeparis and @Luke5SOS should just date already! Like look at how cute they are #parke5ever!"

I raised my eyebrows and laughed, holding my phone for Luke to see.
"Michael!" Luke and I scolded through our chuckles.
"What? I ship it! Plus you guys are being all cute and I just had to," Michael defended himself.
Luke and I rolled our eyes and went back to our ice cream.

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That day was pretty uneventful, with us just laying around the tour bus until dinner, eating dinner and coming back out to the bus.

I changed from jean shorts to black work out shorts that I used as pajamas (because I don't work out, I sleep), and the boys just shed their pants for boxers.

"Can we watch a movie?" Calum whined. "You've studied enough!"
I sighed. "Okay. I deserve a break, right?"
"Definitely," Luke agreed.
"Can I pick the movie?" I asked.
"Just not some chick flick," Michael groaned.
"Bitch, please," I said sassily, scrolling through Netflix.
Michael chuckled, and I selected Easy A.
"I love this movie!" Ashton cheered.
"Emma Stone for daaaaaaays," I agreed.
"And Amanda Bynes," Calum added.
"Before she went *woo-ooo*," I said, making a circular motion with my finger at the side of my head.
The boys all laughed and agreed, and we settled into the movie.

We watched Burlesque after Easy A, mainly because it had a couple of the same actors as Easy A (Jack/Mica Shawn/Dill).

After finishing the movie (/sing along), we decided to head to bed.

They all loaded into their bunks, and Luke pulled me up in with him.
We resumed our position from the night before, and I was warm all snuggled up.

I lay awake for sometime, shifting every so often.

Around what I'm guessing was midnight, Luke whispered in my ear.
"Can't sleep?" He whispered, voice raspy from sleep.
"Just thinking about tomorrow," I admitted.
"Just relax," he said quietly, pulling me tighter against him.
"Can you sing?" I begged.
"Of course," Luke said sympathetically.
He put his lips next to my ear and sang softly.
"Don't talk, let me think it over. How we gonna fix this? How we gonna undo all the pain? Tell me, is it even worth it? Looking down a straight line. Taking back the time we can't replace. All the crossed wires, just making us tired. Is it too late to bring us back to life? When I close my eyes and try to sleep, I fall apart, I'm fighting hard to breathe. You're the reason, the only reason. Even though my dizzy head is numb, I swear my heart is never giving up. You're the reason, the only reason..."

I fell asleep to the sound of Luke's voice.

A/N: DOUBLE UPDATE WOO WOO! But seriously omfg why are Paris and Luke so cute, I'm giving myself feels. Also, if you want to see some of Paris's outfits or things like that, look me up on Pinterest. It'll be under my "Character Inspiration" board.
Thanks, Lovelies:)