𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐩

𝟐𝟕 || 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐧

I feel so tired today. I couldn't bring myself to get up from bed, so all I had to do was ask Adam if he could work by himself.

Him being him, he agreed, I felt guilty but the hurt from yesterday hasn't vanished.

The photos.

The stalker.

The paparazzi.

I groan as I toss and turn on my bed, I wish this bed could just suck me in.

Take me to a different universe, away from everyone.

Because I'd much rather be gone, than be here chasing someone who is the literal devil.

I wanna go back to before any of this happened.

I suddenly miss my old life.

But my old life didn't have Aldric in it, I knew who he was because of Flora, but he didn't know who I was.

I finally decide on getting up, I have to talk to Flora.

I get up and make my way towards the bathroom, needing to empty my bladder from such a long night.

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I walk towards Lucas's garage, Flora told me that he had invited her here for them to hangout.

The hangout included the whole band — including me.

I knock on the door three times, waiting for someone to open the door. One minute later the door flies open, Jacob stands in front of me, shirtless.

My eyes widen at the sight, I quickly look away from him.

What's up with them and never wearing shirts?

He chuckles as he steps to the side, "Come on in, I'll go grab a shirt, ma'am." He teases, I feel my face heat up as embarrassment fills my body.

I step inside the garage, eyeing everyone, and then the little room, it's simple but somehow cozy.

It always shocks me how Lucas decorates his garage like it's his house, while in reality it's just where they rehearse and write songs.

I stop in the middle of the room looking for somewhere to sit, only to find one spot available next to Aldric.

But the spot would never fit me, it's too small, it would choke me and he'd probably think I need to go on a diet—

"Come here, Estelle." Aldric speaks, almost as if he knows what I was thinking about, he scoots a bit to the side.

But it doesn't help the thought consuming my brain.

I finally unfreeze from my spot and decide on risking it, but by each step I take, the more I pray that I don't take over the whole couch.

I take a seat, and I can't explain the happiness that takes over when I realise there's still space.

But the happiness turns into a weird feeling when Aldric leans back on the couch, spreading his legs in the process to get more comfortable.