When people ask you questions about your love life, even though you obviously don't have one, it kinda sucks. Today alone I have been asked by all sorts of people about me possibly dating one of the boys. I am honestly so done with these people.
"So you're not dating any of the boys?" the interviewer asks, again. She pushes the microphone towards me, looking at me.
"Um, no, I am not." I fake a smile.
"Things seem to be pretty steamy with you and Michael." she wiggles her eyebrows.
A loud laugh escapes me and I begin to laugh my head off. I quickly realize I am not the only one laughing. Michael and Calum are dying next to me.
"Steamy." Calum says in his accent. His giggle errupts.
"That's the best one I've heard today." Michael agees.
Since we couldn't contain our laughter, the lady walked away, leaving us all in tears.
"Why did we find that so funny?" I suddenly choke out.
"I don't know." Calum says with a straight face.
Again we laugh until I have to compose myself due to me having to talk to another interviewer. I head towards where the man stands but before I reach him, Michael stops me.
"We need to chat."
"When?"
"Later, I'll swing by your hotel room. I'll bring pizza and Deadpool."
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"So your album comes out tomorrow? Correct?"
"Yes, it does."
"Will the song you've been working on with 5 Seconds of Summer be on the album?" she asks.
"No, it will not. I think it'll be a single that comes out later. Maybe on the deluxe edition." I shrug. I haven't had the time to record the song yet. Also, I'm not sure I want to share it with the whole world.
"How do you feel about the album? Excited? Nervous?"
"I'm very excited. I put a lot of work into the album and I hope my fans enjoy it." I smile.
"That's all you want to say?" she stares at me.
"Is there more to say?" I cock my head.
"No, just wondering. The Mase Movement have been very supportive, anything to say to them?"
"Well for one, I wouldn't be anything without their support. Also, since when are they called that?" I ask, giggling.
"Well they aren't the Masers, so I think they named themselves the Mase Movement."
"Aw, well they are all princesses and princes." I grin.
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"Here is all I have to say: What is going on?" Mikey asks.
"What are you talking about?"
"You and Luke."
"There is nothing going on."
"You sure about that?"
"Yes." I say confidently.
Michael leans forward from the seat across from me. His face has a serious look. Gees these boys are so serious one minute then freaks the next.
"Do you like him?"
"I don't want to."
"But you do?"
"I do."
"Why?"
"Why not?" I counter.
"Compelling point."
"Muke." I say under my breathe.
"Well, you like him and he's taken." he sighs.
"Yep." I say in a monotone voice.
His eyes flicker to the pizza. We both dig in, moaning in appreciation to the maker of this divine pizza. He turns on Deadpool and becomes completely involved with the movie. Our "talk" wasn't long, but I trusted that it was a good talk. I mean I told Mikey I liked his best mate. Mikey can only be serious for so long and it's nice to know he actually cares about me.
Luke does too.
