Into Your Arms // John O'Callaghan

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OK SO WOW HI, YES I'M ALIVE AND I'M SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T UPLOADED ANYTHING. PLEASE DON'T HATE ME FAM.

Day 6 - House of Blues, San Diego

Today was the last night of our wonderful hotel stay, I could honestly say I'd miss the comfort of a real bed; but I was ready to move on to another city. I didn't enjoy staying in one place for too long. A sigh escaped me as I stared at the blank ceiling, my mind drifting back to a few nights ago. Ever since that night at the club, John and I had avoided each other at all costs, there was a awkward tension between us that everyone could notice. From across the room, James groaned and walked over to my bed; plopping down onto it. 

"We have to pack, Bree." He told me for the millionth time.

I rolled my eyes and sat up. "I know, mom. I'm on it." He glared at me and chucked a pillow towards my face.

It didn't take that long to shove everything back into my suitcase, mainly because I hadn't really sprawled my stuff out like James had. Once we had thrown all of the luggage into the bus, I had planned to hangout on the bus and catch up on some emails but the guys wanted to go out for pre-show brunch.

"You coming with, B?" Evan asked as he stood with all the other guys. 

My eyes flickered towards John, his eyes quickly shifted towards the ground. I frowned and shook my head. 

"No you guys go ahead, I've got some stuff to catch up on." I told them before walking into our bus. 

As soon as I was sure they were gone I let out a mixture of a scream and groan, I had just started a friendship with John and now we were back to square one. There wasn't enough liquor in the world that could fix the awkwardness between us. That's a lie, but I couldn't stand how things had become so damn uncomfortable so damn quick. I sat down on the couch and pulled out my phone, clicking the Twitter app. Which I soon regretted because 90% of my mentions were of John and I. 

KellyTheMaine: Omg are you and John dating?!

JackieAF: MOM AND DAD

Breeyoncé: I WITNESSED THE CUTEST SHIT AT MY DATE, BREE AND JOHN OTP. #brohn #jree

All of the tweets had a photo or gif of John and I attached, I couldn't help but laugh at some of the tweets. The fans were crazy but I loved them. I decided to tweet something that I know would send the fan base further into their frenzy of thinking that John and I were dating . 

BreeAmericanFilter: #Jree?

 Was all I tweeted,  instantly earning hundreds of replies. I laughed and slipped my phone back into my pocket but not before it beeped; signaling I had a text. I was expecting it to be one of the boys or something but a scowl quickly spread across my face as I read the familiar number.

I miss you, Bree. 

I don't miss you, leave me alone. I quickly texted back.

I really needed to block his number. With a sigh, I quickly pushed the thought of him to the back of my mind and grabbed my laptop. I opened it and began answering a few emails and such, occasionally taking a break to reply to some tweets that didn't involve John in them. The guys still weren't back once I was done so I decided to head out on my own for awhile, it was only 12:30 pm so we had quite awhile until the show. On the way out I bumped into Alex, her wild hair flowing down her back.