Broken||M.C

*Twenty One*

//He's just so cute here. I'm gonna go cry brb\\

Avery

I sat backstage, scrolling through my Instagram timeline. Michael would be coming back at any moment, along with his parents. I was so nervous, my stomach felt like it was tied in knots. I knew they were nice and all, but I was just nervous. I mean when you meet your boyfriend's parents for the first time it's always nerve wracking.

I got a text from him saying that they were here and headed to the dressing room. I stood up and cleaned up some, because when I'm nervous I clean and I know that's weird, but it's totally true.

There was talking and I heard footsteps. I recognized Michael's voice right away and then I heard other voices, which I assumed were his parents.

They walked in and I stood up. I walked over to them and they smiled at me. Then Michael introduced us.

"Mom, Dad, this is Avery. Avery, these are my parents, Daryl and Karen." He said.

"It's so nice to finally meet you." Karen said.

"It's nice to meet you too." I said.

"Michael has told us so much about you." Daryl said.

"He talks about you all the time." Karen said, smiling.

Michael smiled shyly and was blushing slightly. I could also feel myself turning red, but he looked so adorable that I had to try overcome the urge to just kiss him right there.

"Well I have to go get ready for the show." He said. "Are you guys gonna be okay without me?"

"I'm pretty sure we can survive without you for a few hours." I said.

"Okay, good."

He ran out of the room and the three of us sat down and talked for a while. His parents were pretty cool, it wasn't nearly as awkward as I had thought it would be.

It was eventually time for me to head and get ready to take pictures for the show, so I said goodbye and left.

I found my spot and got my camera ready. I took some shots of the crowd and a few fans. Then the lights went out and the countdown began. That was something that I would don't think I would ever get over. My heart still raced and my adrenaline got pumping every time. It was one of the best feelings.

Once the concert was over, I headed backstage as usual and waited for the boys. We crowded into the SUV and headed back to the hotel.

The boys wanted to go out and party some, I once again declined. It just wasn't my thing and I was pretty sure that it never would be. Michael insisted on staying with me, but I practically pushed him out the door. I didn't want him to miss having fun because of me.

Once they had left, I changed into sweat pants and hoodie. I packed my stuff up and went up on the roof of the hotel. It was set up really nice with lights hung above it, lounge chairs and even a fire pit. There were a few people already there. I sat in the corner near the fire pit and started editing pictures.

It was peaceful up here. Much better then being stuck in a stuffy room all night. I almost felt like I could sleep up here, but I knew that it wouldn't be very comfortable.

I hadn't heard anything from Michael at all. Part of me really wanted to text him, but then again, I didn't want to be that girlfriend. The one that's always checking up when he's not around.

"If he wants to talk, he'll text me." I said to myself.

Yes I talk to myself when I'm alone, don't judge me.