Loving Beau Brooks: One Shot

(A/N)-This story was very fun to write, and was actually based off of a dream I had. I got pretty emotional, no matter how lame that seems. Hope you enjoy this.

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"Beau?" I called out down the hallway. "Beau?!" I called louder, after receiving no answer. I gave up after a few minutes and retreated back into the hotel room.

I had no idea where he went, but he told me that he'd be right back. It'd been 30 minutes. I was with the boys because of the close relationship I had with them, and they didn't want to "leave me in Melbourne with the losers". Beau and I had an especially weird relationship. Sometimes, he said I was like his girlfriend, and sometimes I was nothing more than a friend. But I always had feelings for Beau. The first day I met him at the mall, the first time his hand accidentally touched mine. I never told him about this, though. If he decided to be with me, then I'd be ecstatic. If he wasn't, I'd be happy for him, even if I cried myself to sleep. People sometimes ask me how I'm so in love with him. I just answer: "He's perfect to me.". Behind that perfection is his smile, his amazing hazel eyes, his personality, and the was he addresses me as "Angel" instead of Angelica.

The door opened suddenly, and I was about to jump up when I saw who it was.

"Oh, hey Luke, hey James," I said, sighing.

"What's wrong, Jel?" Luke asked, sensing my sadness.

"Beau told me that he'd be right back, but it's been 40 minutes and he hasn't come back yet." I explained.

"He's with Holly, they're in her room."

"Who's Holly?" I said, hoping that he wasn't hooking up with her, and holding back tears that were forming.

"He said that she's just a friend, but I'd ask their making out." Luke said, rolling his eyes. "Hey, Jel, you know you can tell us anything, right?" James asked, as he was closest to me out of all the boys.

"I know.. I just can't really talk about this." I said, letting my tears fall.

"Well, if it helps, we know about your feelings for Beau. He's the only one who can't see them." Luke said.

"What?!" I exclaimed, as I thought that nobody had figured it out.

"Yeah, it's pretty obvious that you're in love with the boy." James said, handing me a tissue box.

"Is it really?" I said, wiping my tear-ridden face.

"Yeah, the way your eyes sparkle when he calls you Angel, or when you blush when you make contact with him."

"Do I seriously blush when that happens?" I said burying my face in my hands.

"Yeah a lot actually. I think you should just tell Beau how yo-"

Luke was cut off by the opening of the door. And of course, Beau walked in. My heart skipped a beat when I saw his somewhat messy hair, but then sunk when I realized what it was from.

"Oh h-hey Beau." I stuttered. He quickly figured out that we'd been talking about him because of that, and also the fact that he walked in just as his name was spoken.

"Tell me what?" He said, uneasily.

"Oh, nothing, it's nothing, Beau."

"Mate, Jel wanted to tell you tha-"

"What? I didn't want to tell him anything." I said, quickly cutting James off.

"Okay.. Holly said she'd like to join us for dinner tonight, is that okay?" Beau asked, still feeling a bit of tension in the room. Luke gave me a quick look.