Chapter Seven: Luke

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I kiss Ariana and tell her to stay watching me from the side lines. I go out onstage with the rest of the boys. The crowd roars and then drops to silence once they realize there's only four boys up on stage instead of five.
"I know you're all wondering where Jai is..." Beau starts.
"And to be honest, we have no fuckin clue..." I hear the gasps and whispers.
"No he's not dead..." I start.
"I mean twin telepathy. I'd know if he died." They are not in the mood to laugh. Can't he wait till later to fuck her!!? Agh.
"Kay well let's just start with out him."
"BOOOOOOOO" I see some girls crying, what are they gonna do when he has to explain why he's late!?
Suddenly I hear laughing from backstage, and I catch a glimpse of Madi's face. She has very fine features. A thin face, dark brown hair, hazel eyes and a smile that takes Jai's breath away. She has braces at the moment but when they come off I bet you any money Jai won't waste time with that opportunity...
"HEY GUYS SORRY I'M LATE!!" Jai runs out on the stage laughing and a bit flushed.
"What have you been doing!" I whisper to him.
"Nothing much." He smiles.
"You didn't."
"Nah we just made out... There's a reason just bear with me."
We announce that Jai is back and safe.
"Why were you late Jai?" Beau laughs.
"Well I was a bit scared. I didn't want to leave something backstage... Someone." I hear cries in the audience and decide to join in.
"Don't worry Jai, I think that none of us wanted to leave a certain someone backstage. I know you all were excited that you got to meet us while we were single and shit but, love is love and we each fell into it today." I see the girls blushing from backstage. I look Ariana deep into her beautiful blue eyes. She looks scared, insecure. Why though. She is beautiful. She was telling me how people call her fat and other names that I do not put together with her, her face, her body. She is perfect to me in her own imperfect way.

And I will stand by her, no matter what. If she needs me I'm there, if she feels hated enough to leave me I will not hesitate to tell whatever fan off. I can tell she's been through a tough time, just by the way she stares into my eyes in this very moment.
'I will always stand by you' I mouth, and wave her out onto stage.

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