Be Your Everything

t w e n t y n i n e

We all looked around at each other, unsure of what to do now. The guys didn't have a show tonight, so we didn't need to rush to get to the venue. However, none of us really knew what we were going to do in the meantime.

"Mechanic's on the way, but it's gonna be an hour before they get here," Ashton told us as he plopped back down on the couch.

"Fantastic," Luke groaned. He gave me an exhausted expression and collapsed onto the chair. "So we're just waiting until they fix the bus then?"

"You got any better ideas?" Calum asked, his hands in his pockets while he paced up the aisle of the bus. He took the seat on the other side of me from Luke and smiled at us both.

One by one, Calum and his friends pulled out their phones to entertain themselves while they waited to get back on the road. Calum sat close to me, while Luke leaned against the armrest to increase the distance between us. I looked up to find Michael eyeing us with a curious expression, probably wondering why my boyfriend would sit further from me than his friend.

Luke, of course, was not paying a lick of attention as he typed away on his phone. I felt like we should be at least touching or something, so I awkwardly cuddled into Luke's side and laced my fingers with his. Luke adjusted his grip so that our hands fit together more comfortably before lifting his arm over my head and wrapping it around my shoulders without releasing his hold on my hand.

When I look up at Luke, he has the smallest smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His normally tired eyes have a little sparkle in them as he looks back at me, and I involuntarily smile back at him. Sitting with him like this is actually really comforting and warm.

"What do you guys wanna do?" Calum asked, bringing my attention back to the rest of the group. Michael was giving Luke and me major puppy dog eyes, and Ashton shoved his phone into his pocket.

"I'm gonna go on a run," Ashton said as he put on his shoes. "Try and clear my head."

"You've been in a funk ever since we left LA," Calum said as Ashton walked towards the door to the bus. "What's going on with you?"

"Nothing," Ashton answered and rushed out of the bus to start jogging down the street. The remaining four of us gave each other confused looks before turning back to our phones. I got a notification saying that one of my least favorite girls on YouTube was doing a livestream and groaned from frustration as soon as I saw her name.

"What's wrong?" Luke chuckled at my frustration. I lifted my head and narrowed my eyes at the screen.

"Annabelle Braxton is livestreaming, and I hate everything she does, so I'm annoyed." I huffed and collapsed my head onto Luke's chest. He just looked at me like I'd spoken another language and waited for me to translated. "She's this girl that also makes makeup videos. She's evil, and I hate her."

"Those are some strong words," Calum laughed and shook his head. "Why don't you just do whatever she's doing as well?"

"It's like a live snapchat story," I explained. "Who wants to watch us sitting on the bus?"

As soon as I asked, I realized that it wasn't actually a bad idea. Since me and Luke made our debut as a 'couple', I've been flooded with requests to do a video with him. Maybe livestreaming with him here could be a good compromise.