Michael
"This better work." I grumbled to now one in particular as I lay in my bunk with the little white kitten sleeping on my chest. Nicole's mom had dropped him off this morning telling us that he was litter box trained and was already named Jack.
Apparently the younger brother of Nicole had an obsession with JackSepticEye and he had named him after the guy. Ashton, being allergic, wanted to stay far away from the kitten but Luke and Calum tried their hardest to get him to play with them.
Tough Luck for them, Jack was an extremely lazy cat and wanted to lounge around most of the time. If I really wanted a cat, Jack would be a perfect one for me.
"We've got a crew dinner tonight." Calum walked through the bunk area, alerting Luke and I of the plans for tonight.
I pulled the curtain open, peeking me head through. "What about, Jack?"
I moved the cat off my chest and onto the bottom part of my mattress before climbing out of bed. Luke hopped out behind me, catching Calum shrug.
"Not sure, if anything just put him in the back room with the door closed. He should be fine in there for a couple hours." He spoke while looking around in the fridge. I sat down at the table, rubbing my face with my hands. I was extremely tired, just wanting to nap for a little while longer.
Luke and I stayed up last night, playing a few games (more like a lot of games) of Destiny, and by the time we got into bed and asleep, Nicole and her mom showed up with the cat.
"Why not just give her the Jack tonight? Nicole and I can keep her busy so you can slip into her bus, plant the cat, and bam, Sike is back in action."
My eyebrows rose at Ashton. "What the fuck is Sike?"
"Have you not checked Twitter in the last few days? Everyone is losing their shit over you and Savannah, thus creating the ship name between you guys."
Ashton looked up at me and then showed me his phone, I scrolled for a little bit, seeing a lot of fans and their love for Savannah and I.
"Well, I guess we can't disappoint those Sike fans now can we?"
Savannah
I feel like I'm over dressed, Taylor chose a black dress with a sheer detail at the bottom, a pair of black heels, and a small purse for me to wear tonight but I didn't think it'd be this fancy for a dinner with the crew. Although I was told after making my complaint that everyone would be dressed similar to this; and he wasn't kidding either because a few minutes later Nicole walked into my hotel room in a white and gold dress with gold accents to go with it.
"Looking good, Nicole! Blonde suites you pretty well." I commented, noticing that her normally bluish, silver hair was now a nice shade of blonde.
"I was kind of having mixed feelings about keeping it a normal color." I shook my head, telling her that she should keep it natural because it looked really good on her. I should probably take the hint and go to a natural color. The bleach process always kills my hair and makes it brittle.
"Are you lovely ladies ready?" Taylor walked out of the bathroom, wearing a black pair of black pants, white button up, and a nice black jacket to go over it. His short brown hair was slicked back with a little bit of gel and his dark brown eyes were shining brightly.
"Looking quite spiffy, Taylor."
A low whistle came past my lips as Nicole gave him the compliment. "Stop it you two. I can't be looking better than my dates."
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Savannah // Michael Clifford
FanfictionI couldn't tell anyone about how my relationship really was. Not because I was threatened not too but because I felt like no one would believe me. Who would believe that an up and coming singer was being abused by her boyfriend? They'd probably thin...