Suitcase Valentine

Knee socks

It was already lunch and Luke and I had shared every lesson together today. I had recently discovered that his eyes truly lit up when we were in music class and when he laughed he displayed a rather dazzling display of dimples so deep I could drown in them, and he would throw his head backwards in pure delight. Luke and I were fully engrossed in a conversation about how 'Evan Peters had to be in season 6 of American Horror Story or we'd riot' when suddenly Michael and Calum were calling us over at our lunch table. Luke looked more excited than myself and was already rushing over to the table in a chorus of his name and tight bro hugs. I looked down at the jeans Ashton had given me as I admired the way they fitted my legs before being called over by the boys. I sat beside Calum opposite Luke and Michael before Ashton and Lola made their way over to sit next to my beloved and I.
"Didn't you have a crush on Crystal?" Michael looks extremely confused as Ash sits down. Everyone stops eating and looks up from their food to look at Mikey.
"This is Lola?" Mikey points at the onyx black haired girl with icy blue eyes. The table sits in silence awkwardly before Calum starts clapping very loudly and sarcastically.
"Shut up Calum." Michael laughs and we all go back to eating. I watch as Luke takes to chewing on his black lip ring and fiddling with his food. Calum nudges me,
"Babe. Quit staring.. He's just eating." Calum speaks in a low growl and nudges me.

1 YEAR LATER

The band and myself had been on tour for a week or so now. Life went on usually up until they started getting extremely popular online, however Calum and I couldn't bare to be apart for their tour and so on Valentine's Day, I packed my suitcase and went with them on tour. You may think I've missed a lot, but not much happened. Band practice, school and supporting the boys.
"Tana." Calum whispered to me as we stepped off the plane.
"Yeah?" I spoke croakily, I hated getting off the planes. They weren't extremely famous, but they were popular enough to get mobbed at the airports and the girls and boys their terrified me.
"Hold on to my hand tight okay?" Calum sighed and I nodded in agreement. Suddenly two pale hands flicked my black hood up over my head, turning back I saw my new dear blonde best friend chuckling to himself and pulling down his beanie. I stuck my tongue out at him with a giggle and followed Calum through the airport doors. Just as I expected, crazy girls and boys screaming their names, a lot of them seemingly hated me for being a 'slut' or a 'whore' or a 'poser'. As we made our way through and finally made it to our hotel, rooms were assigned. Calum and I shared a room and Michael and Luke shared another whilst Ashton shared a room with his new girlfriend, Lola. Well, Crystal and himself had dated for 5 months or so until he found out that Crystal had been cheating on him, and now he's with Lola. It was 11:23pm and I hadn't got a wink of sleep for the past 2 or 3 days. I chucked my suitcase down on the bed and admired the white and cream bedroom before making myself out on to the balcony. Calum pulled off his shirt and began unpacking,
"Where are you going?" Calum looked after me. I didn't reply, I just looked off the balcony at the Eiffel Tower in the distance. In the city of love, I wondered if anything resembling its namesake would happen. I decided to get dressed into my black knee socks and a black sweatshirt that I had stolen from Luke over my black lingerie. Calum had completely unpacked both mine and his clothes and signalled for me to come and lay beside him in the King sized bed. I did as his chocolate coloured eyes instructed and cuddled up to him, his warm breath on the back of my neck and his thumb massaging small figure eights on my lower back as we fall asleep to the sound of Ashton and Lola banging each other in the other room.