Friend, Please

0.7

Alissa POV

As Michael and I walk out of the plane I see Calum, Ashton, and Luke standing in the terminol. As I approach the three boys I hear shrieks coming from afar. I quickly run towards the screams. Only to be caught by Calums arm stopping me.

"What it's sounds like somebody's hurt." I say frantically.

"Alissa those are the fans." Ashton says giggling at my fear.

"Wait, what." I ask turning towards him.

"We wanted to stick all together to get through the crowd." Luke says with a grin.

"Oh." I say instantly becoming nervous. "Will we be able to say hello to the fans?" I ask trying to calm my nerves.

"Well it's really crazy so we are most likely going to want to get through the baggage claim as quick as we can and get to the bus. It can be really overwhelming and most airports don't like having so many people in one place." Ashton says looking at me.

"Aw damn." I say frowning. I love meeting the fans.

"Don't worry you will get to meet them soon just this isn't the best time." Luke tries to console me. I smile at the blonde boy, nodding.

"So we are just going to go through the crowd no stopping." Ashton said looking at us all seriously. The five of us exchanged nods in agreement. "Alright let's go." Ashton says turning to the baggage claim. We all follow his lead. As we approach the crowd I can see a flood of flannel shirted teenagers and young adults. I hear a girl screech when we come into their view. As we get closer I can see the actual size of the crowd. There must be over 500 people here.

"Alissa stay close." Calum says to me. I nod as we continue to approach the crowd. As we finally get to the front of the crowd the boys and I get separated. Turning my head to see where I am all I see our heads of people I've never met. I try to make my way out but I can't even tell which way I'm going. Suddenly I feel someone's hand around my waist whipping my head to see who it is I see Michael looking forward.

"Walk forward. I got you." Standing still for a moment I feel him push on the small of my back in an effort to get me to move. I swallow then try to make my way through the crowd. All the girls are trying to grab at Michael and I. Looking down I can barely see the floor. I can feel someone grabbing on my arm. Turning towards them they yank my arm, pulling me towards them. I can feel Michael's grip on my hip tighten as he pulls me back towards his side. I can see the girl that was yanking at me looking apologetic.

"I'm sorry I thought you were my sister." She says to me as Michael shoves me forward.

"It's okay." I shout over my shoulder. Finally Michael and I seem to be nearing the end of the crowd. But before we do one of the girls is shoved into me and Michael pushing us into another girl. "I'm so sorry." I say to the girl to the right of me.

"You're totally fine. Wait you're Al-Alissa." she says as her face goes pale. I smile at her. "I am a huge fan of you." She says shakily. I can feel Michael's hand nudging me to move, but I stand still.

"Really?" I say excited to meet a fan.

"Of course you're like my queen."

"Can we take a selfie." I ask her. Her eyes look like they might pop out of her head.

"Of course as long as I can get one too." She says pulling her phone out. Grabbing mine I quickly open the camera.

"Alissa we really need to-" Michael starts.

"Shut it." I say sternly. He rolls his eyes but continues to hold me.

"Okay ready?" I say holding my phone up. The girl moves close to me and smiles. As I take the picture I smile. She then turns her camera on to face us she smiles again and I do the same.

"Thank you so much." The girl says to me with a giant smile.

"Can I have your snapchat?" I ask. She nods quickly. I pull up snapchat and bring down the scan bar. She quickly scans it with hers. "Alright I got to go." I say going into hug her. Michael holds my waist even as I give the girl a hug.

"Thank you so much." She says to me as I begin to move forward again.

"That was nice what you did back there." I hear Michael speak up looking up at him I see he is still looking forward.

"Well she's my fan it's the least I could do." I say calmly. Michael doesn't respond. I roll my eyes at this. Finally I can see the baggage claim conveyor belts. As we approach the conveyor belt I see my bag coming towards us. Michael still holding my side I reach out and grab the suitcase. Putting it next me I turn around to walk towards the exit, however Michael holds me back as he waits for his bag. "Will you please let go of me." I say coldly.

"No." He says reaching down to grab his bag. I attempt to push his hand off but he just tightens his hold.

"Seriously I can handle myself asshole." I say once again trying to push his hand off me. He doesn't budge an inch. I glare at him. He just as before looks forward. He then throws his bag over his shoulder and begins to walk, dragging me along beside him. "What makes you think you have the right to just do this." I say referring to his hand on my waist. He doesn't respond. "Seriously you're a fucking dickhead." I say calmly under my breath so only he could hear. He just continues towards the door. I roll my eyes and walk through the doors.

As I get through the door Michael and I are bombarded by even more fans. These fans seem much more physical. As soon as they see us two they practically tackle us. I put my free hand up to my chest attempting to block anyone from shoving me into anyone else. Suddenly Michael and I are shoved to the left. I can feel myself lose my footing. Waiting to be met with the impact of someone else I notice I am standing still. Looking around I see Michael is holding me up to his chest. Looking for my bag I see Michael is holding it with his right hand. I reach for my bag and he gives it back to me. Letting go of me I try to move forward but the crowd won't budge.

"Excuse me." I say sheepishly. No one moves at all. I look around me trying to find a way out.

"Excuse us guys we need to get through guys." Michael says pulling me back to him. Just like when Moses parted the Red Sea a aisle way was created. Michael quickly pushes us both forward. We finally made it to the tour bus. The door opened and I am quickly shoved into the bus. Walking through the bus I can see Ashton and Calum.

"Hey you two you made it." Calum says standing up.

"That was insane. How did you guys get on the bus that fast?" I ask confused.

"We just walked pretty fast." Ashton shrugged.

"Where's Luke?" Michael asks.

"Right here." Luke says walking towards us from the back of the bus.

"So you guys ready?" A man in the driver seat asks.

"All set." Calum says giving a thumbs up to the man.

"Where should I put my stuff?" I ask.

"On the first bottom bunk on the left." Ashton smiles. I walk to the back of the bus pulling the curtain back of the bunk I slide my bag onto the bed. I then walk back to the front part of the bus. I take a seat next to Calum. Calum smiles at me, I smile back at him.

"So what do we do now?" I ask facing the three other boys.

"Well we will be getting to the first Arena tomorrow night late." Ashton responds to me.

"Alright well I guess we should eat?" I ask.

"Thank god." Luke says with a sigh of relief. "I'm craving pizza."

"When aren't you?" Ashton laughs.

"Well duh it's the fucking shit." Luke responds enthusiastically.

"Where from." Calum said looking at his phone.

"Wherever." I respond.

"Little Italy." Michael breaks his silence. We all looked towards him. "What?" He says irritated.

"Nothing." Calum says putting his phone to his ear. Michael looks at me and I just turn my head to look anywhere other than at him.  I didn't want to look at him anymore then I have already today.