1: Finding Miss Clumsy (John Pearce/Justice Crew Fanfic)

Chapter 13

* John's POV *

“Will you please stop pacing back and forth?” Solo requested as he was watching me for the last five minutes or so. Well, he could have just looked somewhere else. It’s not my fault he chose to observe me the whole time like I was some popular TV show, hoping to get good ratings.

Sitting down to calm myself didn’t work. Jumpy would best describe me. I was feeling weird inside that I can’t control it. Thinking about Bailey the whole day seems to cloud up my mind, my thoughts. No matter how much I try to focus myself with the current happenings, I can’t seem to be bothered by anything else.

“What’s wrong with you today?” Eman asked as he stood up from his seat. The five-minute break was done and now we were back inside the studio to record some songs.

“Girl problems, I think.” Samson chimed in. They know me too well as if my life was open to everyone.

“Is it Bailey? Did my older brother get rejected?” Lenny teased and pouted as I threw daggers at him. He flew his hands up in the air, like he was surrendering as he felt the glares I shot him. “Easy, pretty boy.” He winked, mocking Kevin’s tone.

“Oh, who’s Bailey?” Lukas joined in on the teasing, and hell, I know I won’t get away from it all, especially now that Lenny has been talking about her non-stop, telling the boys how different she was from the other girls I have dated. The thing is, he has a lot to say, to think they have just met for a day, and it wasn’t even for the whole day. Just an hour tops.

This felt like high school love all over again. Having that girl you really like and get teased by your friends like there’s no tomorrow, rather, like we weren’t inside the studio about to record new tracks. Though I know, I dug my own grave for being so out of order today. Bailey never left my mind.

If you think I’m just sulking in one corner and not doing anything, then you’re wrong. I’ve been leaving her messages the whole day hoping she would return a single text. But until now, she hasn’t replied to any, nor picked up my calls. I’m at wits end.

To tell you honestly, I’d rather hear from Bailey that she rejected me unlike this. It’s like I’ve been holding onto something that’s not even mine. I know it is the fact though and I hate it. It gets on my nerves that I can’t even call her mine. And to think, I was doing well with all my antics, but apparently, I wasn’t.

Thinking about the person who picked her up last night kept bugging me. Yep, I wasn’t even able to sleep properly. Pathetic, I know.

“Earth to John…” Paulie woke me up from my thoughts as I found everyone looking at me. Most of them were smiling which made me annoyed. “Damn John! I need to meet this Bailey to congratulate her for being the only girl who could put you into daydream mode.” He uttered as he fist bumped with the other guys, nodding in agreement.

I sighed. I’m not going to win against all of them.

“I don’t know. She changed. She’s mad at me for something I have no idea what I did wrong.” I confessed as I shook my head, looking down and not meeting anyone’s gazes.

“What did you do?” Samson asked as he was making that disappointed sound. Tsk tsk.

“We were okay last Friday. Then I asked her out Saturday. She texted me that she was on her way to our meet up place and then after a good ten minutes or so, she backed out saying something came up. Since then, she has been distant.” If I didn’t open up to anyone, I’d lose my mind.

“And then yesterday, I talked to her about it. She said I quote, ‘People should stop dragging me in their life, you know. It’s as if I was a game and everyone wanted to make a shot at me.’”