Insomnia

Three

Violet

We arrived at the arena, and Cas was the first to step out of the Limo. She gasped loudly, as she saw three other boys waiting outside of it.

Calum, Ashton, and Luke were standing there, all smiling wide at Cas. Cas immediately ran over to them, her smile never leaving her face.

Michael and I walked out together. I looked at him, a smirk lying on my face.
"What did you do?"
He smiled back at me. "I wanted it to be a special day for her. Since it already is one for me." He said, looking down at my hand, and slowly interlocking it with mine. I smiled, blushing, down at our hands, and looked back at him, whom was biting his lip, cheeks red as well.

We walked over to the boys and Cas. Cas was shaking excitedly, talking to them. The boys looked pretty entertained.
Calum looked away from Cas, and noticed me.
"Ah. So this is the famous Violet whom Michael has been tormenting us about over the last 20 hours." He smiled. "Nice to meet you."
Ashton gave me a cheeky smile, and Luke smiled as well, then putting his attention back to Cassie. They seemed to be engaged in a conversation, meanwhile Ash and Cal were concentrated on mine and Michael's hands.

"Just friends, hm, Michael?" Ash chuckled.
Michaels face went into a deep red color that I didnt even knew existed.

As we all got lost in minor conversations, Michael started to notice some fans noticing us, and trying to get past security. Some were snapping pictures, and some were screaming their names.

Michael spoke, cheeks no longer red, "We should get going, yeah? Rehearsal is like, now."

They all nodded in agreement, as we walked into the back entrance of the stadium.
Cal and Ash walked ahead of us, Luke and Cassie still conversing behind them, and me and Michael taking the back.

It wasn't until now that I realized how tall Michael actually was. I was only about 5'4, meanwhile Michael was a good 6'2-6'3. My head just barely reached his shoulders.
As we walked, our hands still glued together, I laid my head onto his shoulder.

"You really look stunning." He said.
"Thanks, friend." I giggled.
He looked at me in the eyes. "I was kinda hoping that we could be more than friends."
I blushed, and gave a small smile, "I might kinda think about that."
Michael smiled, and not long after that, we finally got backstage.

"Alright, uh, so we're just gonna rehearse a few songs. Some songs we need a bit of practice so you can watch, or go get something to eat in our dressing room, or whatever." Michael said.
"Youre clearly not used to having a girl by your side, are you, Clifford?"
He laughed nervously, "Its been a while."
I chucked, and looked to my sister.

"Cas, will you be alright by yourself? Im just gonna go to the bathroom."
Cas nodded, sitting crosslegged on the side of the stage, watching Luke, Cal, and Mikey put the aux cords in their guitars, and Ash getting up to his drums in awe.
"Okay. I'll be back."

Michael looked at me, and mocked me in a terminator voice. He tried digging into his deepest Australian voice, to find the perfect impersonation of Arnold Shwartzenhager. Lets just say it didnt go too well.

Everyone was laughing, especially Cal who almost fell. Michael was laughing at himself, looking at me and blushing as bright as a red rose. I giggled, smiling, and walked away to find the bathroom.

If I were him in that situation, I would have blushed, and had to run away because I was about to cry.

I never wanna see the bright, happy Michael Ive known for about two days to ever be like that.

I walked around the arena, searching for a bathroom. Hopefully I'd be able to find my way back. As I turned to a corner, I saw the bathroom. Across from it was the dressing room. I dont know what got into me, but I walked inside. As I scoured around, all I really saw was food wrappers, and clothes all over the place. I wasnt surprised. I went over to the mirror, and on the countertop was a bunch of random shit. Literally. Half eaten granola bars, pokemon cards, a DS, phone chargers, and a bunch of other things that were unimportant. I just hope to god I dont find a condom.