Luke
I have decided. I like, no, love Mack.
It was an over night decision, after that hug me and and Mack shared, I felt all warm and fuzzy. And I only feel like that when I'm around her.
I just can't ruin my friendship with Mack.
I can't risk it.
But anyways, we were driving to Perth. And it was to noisy. GDFR was blaring through a speaking Mack had brought, and we were all dancing. The girls suddenly stopped, and then danced at the same time.
They shimmied, then they twirled each other. They repeated that until Mack fell. We all bursted out laughing, and I helped her up.
Kaya gasped, and then clapped. "I forgot I brought pixie sticks!" She literally yelled.
"Kaya, you are yelling!" Michelle shouted back. Mack and Macy shared a look before rolling their eyes. Mack stood by me, but rested her head on my shoulder. Butterflies, everywhere. Seriously.
Damn you hormones!
I was pulled out of my thoughts by being hit with a pillow.
"Pillow fight!" Michelle yelled.
"Michelle! You are yelling!" I yelled at her, flashing a cheesy smile. Mack chuckled, making me smile even wider.
"Copy cat!" Michelle shot back, jutting out her bottom lip.
"Aw, I sorry." Mack laughed.
I liked how macks head was still resting on my shoulder..
The feeling of her head on my shoulder was soon gone as Michelle tackled Mack to the ground. Mack let out a yelp of pain, as they hit the floor.
"Are you alright?" I asked frantically.
"I hit my head Lukey." She whined, pouting.
"Sorry Mack n' cheese." Michelle apologized.
"Meanie."
"Let's just try to stay calm.. No hurting eachother.." I said, making the girls laugh.
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We finally reached the hotel we'd be staying at, at least for three days.
We all went our separate ways, but sadly we only got two rooms. A room with three twin sized beds, and one with one king sized bed.
Guess who got assigned the king sized bed..
Me and Mack.
"This is shitty." Mack groaned, popping down on the couch.
There was a couch.
Me and Mack seemed to realize that at the same time.
"The couch!" We both yelled.
"Okay, we switch? Or we can just man up and sleep in the same bed.." She weighed out the deals..
"I'll just sleep on the couch tonight and our last night here." I offered.
She nodded. "If you say so." She threw her luggage to the edge of the bed and laid down. "So comfy." She mumbled.
Without saying anything, I left to take a walk.
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