Friend, Please

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Alissa's POV:

As we walked to the lobby of the radio station I noticed that the mood had changed from sort of awkward to more relaxed. I smiled to myself at the thought that we were actually making progress to become, in a way, civil acquaintances. I spot Taylor who is on the phone now. I feel someone nudge my shoulder. I look up to see Calum looking down at me, smiling.

"Yes?" I ask looking at him.

"Well we leave for the start of tour in three days just a little heads up." He says rubbing the back of his neck. I feel all the color from my face vanish into nothing.

"Three days? Are you serious? Only three days?" I can feel my anxiety bubbling over. I have nothing ready. How am I going to pack up all my stuff.

"Well yes but don't worry, it isn't as hard as you think to pack all the stuff you won't have time to use a lot of the stuff you think you'll need." He says softly.

"I don't know if I'm going to have enough time to pack all of the stuff I see as a necessity."

"That's why you have me." Taylor says sneaking her arm around my shoulder. I look at her puzzled.

"Aren't you going on tour with us?" She frowns as she looks at me. "What? Why are you not coming? I can't go alone." I whine.

"Hey we'll be there." Luke butt's in. I glare at him. "What you like us don't you?" I look at him and can see his childlike ignorance that I used to use against him. I stay quiet not having the guts to tell the poor blue eyed boy the truth.

"Alissa doesn't mind you Luke she just hates Michael." Taylor says nonchalantly. I elbow her in the ribs. "Hey what was that for?" She yelps clutching her side. I glare at her then look around for Michael. Thankfully he wasn't in sight.

"Well yeah I knew that." Luke scoffs as though to brush away his awkwardness. "So you don't hate us?" Luke questions. I shake my head, causing the lanky boy to pull me into a bear hug. I stiffen at his action. "I missed you Al." He mumbles into the top of my head. I relax at his words hugging him back.

"I missed you to Lukas." He freezes when he heard the nickname.

"You really haven't changed have you?" Calum says from the side of me. I look at him with a smile. He smiles back at me.

"Group hug." Luke shouts, directly into my ear. I then can feel to new sets of arms now either around my waist or neck.

"Guys, Uhm, Can't. Breathe." I say trying to inhale any air.

"Oops," Luke laughs then lets me go. The other follow his actions.

"Well now that you three have have attempted to squish Alissa to death, we," she gestures to herself and I. "need to go and pack." Taylor pulls at my elbow. I look at her to see she was gesturing me to the door.

"Alright I'm coming." I laugh nudging her off of me. "Alright guy's I will see you..." I drag on.

"Friday at four at the airport" Ashton says smiling.

"Okay cool." I smile back at him.

"Alright let's go then." Taylor whines.

"Okay, geez." I laugh. Making our way to the door I wave to the boys. Not looking where I was going I bumped into a broad chest. Looking up at the person I bumped into. I see a brown fringe. Michael.

"Sorry." He murmured barely loud enough for me to hear.

"Me too." I mumble under my breath. I quickly shuffle out of his way.

Walking out of the door, Taylor and I, quickly walked out of the building. Taylor point's to a black Land Rover, she then ushers me towards the car. As we got into the car I sat in the back of the car. Taylor got into the front seat of the car. As we both became situated the driver took off. I pull out of my pocket a pair of headphones and plugged them into my phone. Blink 182 started playing in my ear.

When Taylor and I got to our apartment I dragged myself up to my room. Opening my bedroom door I face my closet. Parting the two sliding doors I see all my clothing in a sea of black, leggings, jeans, band tees, and even shorts. I then grab my suitcase from the back corner of the closet. Throwing it onto my bed I unzip it. I walk back to the closet tossing in all my "necessities" as Calum said.Looking over at the contents of my bag I'm pleased with what is in it.

Knock Knock

"Who is it?" I ask zipping my bag up.

"It's just me." Taylor says behind the closed door.

"Well come on in." I say as I finally zip the bag all the way. As she walks into the room she starts talking.

"Listen you know you don't have to do this tour?" Taylor says sitting on the edge of my bed.

"What are you talking about we already announced it I wouldn't do that to the fans." I say puzzled by her words.

"I know, It's just, I'm going to miss you Al." she says. I look at her now to see she is teary eyed. I rush over to her sitting down next to her I wrap my arms around her.

"Hey, Stop that we still have two full days till I have to leave. And besides we'll talk as much as we can." I say looking down at her.

"I know it's just going to be weird living alone again." Taylor says.

"But it's only," I pause. Wait how long am I going to be gone? Answering my own thoughts Taylor speaks.

"Four months. Maybe five." She sniffles. I look at her with shock. Normal tours only last maybe two months. "It's a world tour that's why it's longer."

"Oh." I say in response. We then just sit there for a moment.

"Wanna watch Golden Girls?" she asks.

"Thought you'd never ask."