You look so perfect standing there
In my American Apparel underwear
And I know now, that I'm so down
Your lipstick stain is a work of art
I got your name tattooed in an arrow heart
And I know now, that I'm so down
She Looks So Perfect ~ 5 Seconds Of Summer
Rosie's POV
"You nearly ready?" Blake called.
I looked in the mirror and as usual I looked fucking fantastic.
"Keep your pants on studly." I said, grabbing my purse. "I'm coming."
I walked out and he was standing there, looking impatient.
I looked at him and raised my eyebrows, he knew what I wanted.
"You look beautiful." He whispered kissing me. He was so well trained.
"Let's go, we have to pick up Peyton."
"Drag her you mean." He mumbled as we walked out to the car.
Brian had decided to throw together an impromptu party to celebrate the end of the recording, knowing Brian it would be huge. Peyton didn't want to go, we were virtually dragging her there.
"I know Blake." I said getting in.
"What happened babe?" He asked me. "Do you know?"
"Nope. She told me nothing was wrong."
"Bullshit."
And he was right, it was bullshit, Peyton just wasn't herself.
We drove to her place and Blake beeped the horn as we pulled up. I watched her walk down the path to the car. Damn she looked good, she always did. She was one of those girls who exuded confidence, well she did, not now.
"Hey." She said getting in the car, she seemed a little cheerier than she had been.
"You look good." I told her, she did, she had a fabulous skirt and top, and her heels were killers.
"Thanks." She said smiling. "So who's going?"
"Knowing Brian, everybody." Blake told her.
She lapsed into silence, staring out the window. That was it, I was breaking Matt's leg for whatever he did.
We arrived and I sat there until Blake opened my door, and I kissed him as I got out, he was a pain in my ass but I loved him more than anything.
The three of us walked in together and when we walked out the back there was already about 50 people there.
"Peyton," Brian yelled.
He seriously needed to cool it, an amoeba could tell she wasn't interested.
She smiled and waved and he made a beeline for her, but look out, here was Matt and I stood there wondering who would reach her first.
"Would you like a drink?" Matt asked her quietly.
"Please." She told him.
He walked off, presumably to get her a drink while Blake and I stood there like a shag on a rock, drinkless.
"I'll get us one." Blake told me, walking in the direction Matt went.
"So." I said looking around. "Are you gonna stay in contact with the guys?"
She looked at me. "Probably not."
"Matt?"
"No." She said flatly.
"Okay that's it." I said, turning to her. "What happened Peyton?"
"Rosie." She started, but I cut her off. "Something happened, now tell me."
"He kissed me." She mumbled quickly.
"Brian?" That cheeky bastard.
"No, Matt."
Woah, that shocked me. "He did?"
She nodded, looking around.
Well shit, I wasn't sure what to say to that.
"Yeah and then he acted weird."
I wanted to ask her how but he appeared with her drink, handing it to her.
"Do you mind if I introduce you to a few people?" He asked her quietly.
I didn't hear what Peyton said, I was to busy watching Matt and what I saw made me smile, he liked her, it was plain to see, Matt really liked her but he didn't know what to do about it.
"WELL HEY BOYS." A voice suddenly screeched from the doorway and I turned around to look.
Who invited her? I thought to myself, glancing at Peyton, I reached out and grabbed her as I noticed all the color drain from her face.
"It's okay." I whispered in her ear.
She looked at me, her eyes wide.
Well this was fucked up.
