Permanent Vacation ~ MGC

Part 1 ~ Y/N's POV

I was sitting in my hotel room, short legs dangling from the edge of my bed, staring at the wall. Since my brother's management had said I had to stay in a seperate room from him and the other boys, I had no one to talk to, and the silence in my room was torturing me.
Although Ashton can be a pain sometimes, since he's older, it was great to be on tour with him. Being in different places constantly was hard, but travelling was giving me a new perspective of the world.
A knock on my room door interrupted my thoughts, and before i could tear myself away from my bed, and answer the door, Michael entered my room. Out of Calum, Luke and him, he was probably the closest to me as a friend; we usually spent his days off together playing video games and eating too much pizza.
"Hi Y/N. Uhm, Ashton sent me here to see how you're doing. It really sucks that you're on your own."
"Yeah, I'm fine, I guess. I'm just a bit bored really." I replied, missing out the fact that I was, in addition to bored, lonely.
Michael sat on the sofa opposite to my bed, and looked around the room. Above his head was a TV hung on the wall; I hadn't actually switched it on yet, despite my everlasting boredom.
"If you're bored, we could watch TV." he suggested, and reluctantly, I nodded. It was irritating that Ash's management kept me apart from everyone, so i was glad Michael was offering to stay with me for a while, but I didn't know what they'd say if they found him here with me. I really liked Michael, maybe a little more than a friend, but did 'keeping away from everyone' include not spending time with my brother, and his bandmates?
I shook my head, and looked to the TV, on which Michael had put Pokemon on. He sat beside me, and we began to watch the show together, until there was another knock at the door.
"I'll get it." Michael said, and he walked towards the door to open it. It was Calum.
"Hey, Michael, I thought you just came up to check on Y/N?" Calum asked. "Have you told her yet?"
Told me what?
Michael replied too quietly for me to hear, but after doing so he shut the door and began to walk toward me again. He looked sort of nervous, which was weird, because Michael was always so loud around me.
"What was that about?" I asked, but he just shook his haid.
Michael ran his left hand through his red hair, something he did which i loved, before saying:
"Hmm...? Oh, nothing." and returning so his seat beside me, so we could both was the episode of Pokemon that was still running on the TV.