You're Family Now

Part 11

Gem's POV-

"Gem." Someone whispers in my ear but I refuse to get up, I want to sleep, sleep is mah fraind.

"Gem plz, I fan." Preston. I whine and just readjust myself so I'm more comfortable. I sink lower into the fluffy pillow and comforter, they smell like a mix of freshly washed linens and Prestons cologne.

"Ugh! I give up!" Preston shouts and I hear him walk out the door. Good, I can sleep.

Lachlans pov-

I hear Preston shout from upstairs then come down to the kitchen where Mitch and I are. Everyone else us still getting ready. I still won't talk to Mitch unless I have to or I'm in front of fans.

"Hey dood, what's the fuss?" I ask chuckling a bit. He just facepalms.

"I can't get Gem to wake up, and I know she can hear me because everytime I say her name or something she moves." He complains an I laugh a bit while putting my bowl in the sink.

"C'mon you Plebston, I'll come help you." I say and we both head up the stairs to his room. We creak open the door and hear light, soft, peaceful snores from Gem.

"Gem?" I whisper yell and she barely sturs. "Gemmmm." Still no awakening.

"Gemmmaaaaa." Preston whines at normal volume with a playful smile on his face. "Wake upppp, it's pax day uno."

"Fuck. Off." She mumbles. I laugh a bit and so does he. Gems hair is all in her face and its kinda cute, in an adorable lazy kind of way.

"Gem, get the fudge up or we will tackle you and I will get Vikk, Rob and Jerome to help us." I threaten.

"No fucks are given. Now go awayyyy." Gem groans. Me and Preston exchange look at each other then go gather the other guys and rush back to the room.

"1.... 2...... 3!!!" Preston counts then we all jump on her and she does that little caughing groan that people do when they get jumped on or something.

Gems pov-

They jumped on me. They LITERALLY tackled me.

"Get. Off. I'm getting up now okay!?" I choke out under the weight. They all laugh and one by one stand up then head out the door. "Help me stand up." I said to the last person that was about to leave and that just happened to be Preston which I guess makes sense since this is his room while we are here.

He walks over and I hold my arms up for him to grab my hands and hoist me up. He pulls me out of the bed and I lose balance. I begin to fall to the floor but Preston catches me. I turn my attention from the floor to Preston. Our eyes lock and I feel butterflies in my stomach. Wait, what? I don't like him like that do I? No. It's probably just cause I was scared of falling, yah, that's it.

I angle myself so I'm standing upright but we don't let go of each other's hands. We both slowly drop our attention to our hands then back at each other and awkwardly/nervously release our hands and stare at the ground.

"I guess I-I'll go get ready now." I stuttered? Why the hell did I stutter? Oh, well. I brush past him, my hand grazing his once more before I exit the room, not another word spoken.

I can feel my hair all over the place and how swollen my eyes are from my crying fits and just waking up. I'm hesitant to open my room door, just incase Mitch is in there because I don't want to have another confrontation.... At least not one today. To my relief he isn't in there so I peacefully shuffle over to my suitcase and pull out two shirts, one I put in my newer black/silver marble designed backpack but the other I keep in my hand. I debate on jeans or shorts then yank out ripped light wash skinny jeans. I sneak down the hall into the bathroom and quickly change then brush my hair. I swiftly braid my hair in a fishtail down my back before heading out. Back in my room I glide on some make-up, my usual eyeliner and mascara, I add some blush to give me a happier look and some soft pink chapstick on my lips to hide the pale neutral color of them. Once I'm somewhat satisfied with my appearance I slide on my two articles of jewelery then stuff about four sharpies (because the guys told be to) , the chapstick container, a mini sketchbook and pencil and lastly a folder for the guys to put their fanart in since I over heard them complaining about how hard it is to keep up with all the paper gifts, into the backpack as well.

I head out of my door but just before I hit the first step of the stairs Vikk and Lachlan call me into Vikks room. Why? I don't know.

"What's up boys?" I ask in an unamused tone given that I'm failing to make myself happy this morning.

"Well you know how you asked us to pick something out for you while you were getting your hair done?" Lachlan asks.

"Oh yeah! I had forgotten about that!" I reply a little cheerier because c'mon, who doesn't like presents?

"Well, we got you these." Vikk says and both boys step aside from each other enough for me to see a brand new black/greyish colored Jordans and cap just like Jeromes but mine is black and red and has 'Dope Girl' written on it instead of just dope. Before another word, I sprint to my room and change into a ghast shirt in fifteen seconds flat. I dash back to the room, slide on my socks and tackle the boys in a hug, squealing. As cliche as it sounds I LOVE shoes and that love is amplified by 100 when it's sneakers and even better when it's Jordans cause, c'mon, those shoes are sick. The hat, also made it go over the top, because just the other day I stole Jeromes, but mines better because I like red over gold any day (Don't tell Adam) and it has girl written on it really awesomely. After all the drama over the past few days, right now was a cool suprise that made me feel better.

I release from the hug and we all laugh.

"Wow! We thought you'd like them but didn't know you would like them this much." Lachlan exclaims and I nod, a wide smile on my face.

"Yeah! Well, every girl loves shoes (including me) and it makes it even better when they are really sick sneakers or 'trainers' as you call them. Plus, a hat that is really dope (pun intended)." I reply with a giggle, both boys chuckle a bit then tell me to put them on. The shoes fit perfectly, so I'm guessing they asked someone my shoe size while we were out and the hat was a TINY bit big but I think that made it fit comfortably.

I turn to the guys and strike a quick pose before giggling and heading down the stairs with my bag on my back. I quickly grab Jeromes hat from my room on the way down then shout 'heads up!' To him and throwing it like a frisbee.

"Whoah!" Jerome exclaims "The lil' Bacca got some swag didn't she?" He chuckles along with Rob whilst #Vikklan and I only nod with smiles on our faces.

"I can thank mah boys for that!" I cheer and rest my arm on Vikks shoulder since we are about the same height and around Lachlans waist. Both put their arms around me in reaction and smile pridefully.

Rob laughs and flicks the top of my hat while walking past. "Well 'your boys' and the rest of us are going to be late if we don't get going now." He adds. The rest of us nodd and I look over to Mitch.

My heart breaks a little at how sad he looks. He's dressed normally and hair combed to its usual look. Even his face looks normal but his eyes, his damn eyes show so much pain and sorrow. I want to apologize but I know that I can't, not yet. If I apologize now Ill seem weak and it will just show that it was okay. I genuinely need him to see that what he did was wrong on a whole other level.

I take a stuttered breath then plaster another fake smile on my face.

"Well what are we waiting for? LETS GO CONQUER PAX!" Jerome exclaims and we take off to the Ubers waiting outside. Let's do this.