{this is what I have so far of the next chapter. just thought I would give you guys a sneak peak}
"Les?" I felt an arm shaking me. I shot up, taking in my surroundings. I looked to my right and Luke was lying next to me.
"Oh my fucking god! I just had a dream that this whole thing was a dream." I sighed as I hugged him tightly.
He laughed, "So you had a dream where you thought you woke up from a dream?"
"Yea, it was weird" I laid back, still holding on to him.
"Well I promise you this is real. I would cry if it wasn't." He chuckled.
"Are you sure? Because this can be another dream. Pinch me." I sat up again, worrying that I'm in some kind of dream trap.
"Okay" he smirked, pinching my butt.
I laughed, lightly slapping him on the chest and walking to the bathroom. I walked into the second "room" place to take a shower and turned on the water and took off my clothes.
I forgot a towel. I figured I could just walk into the main area of the bathroom and get one so I opened the door but the second I opened it I saw Luke taking a wazz and a sneak peak of his dings lung if you know what I mean. We both panicked and I turned around to face the wall.
After pausing for a while, he said,"Shit babe I'm sorry. I'll go." And he walked out. This is ridiculous. Next week is our one year anniversary and we still haven't done the do yet. I mean, yea, I don't like to go fast in a relationship but I think it's definitely time.
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Luke and Calum had to go record today, and Katelynn wanted to get a massage. Then Ashton went to the gym to work out. So it was just me and Michael. I was bored out of my mind, but Michael seemed perfectly fine with staying here and playing video games. I didn't want to make him do something if he didn't want to. I just hate the feeling when I'm ruining someone's state of contentment. So I'm stuck here, with nothing to do, and nothing to talk about. I mean, there is stuff I can talk about, but not with Michael. It would be weird.
"Do you want something to drink?" Michael said as he put his controller down and stood up.
"Sweet tea please"
"So how have you been?" He said once he got back and handed me my drink.
"Pretty great actually" I smiled, taking a sip of my tea.
"That's good." He nodded.
"How have you been?"
"I've been okay." He smiled, and paused for a little while, "actually that's a lie."
"So how are you really feeling?"
"Pretty shitty actually"
"Why?"
"I have no idea, I promise you I'm not saying this to cover up something. I just have no idea. I've just felt like a major shit ball lately"
"Yea, I get it. What do you think you need to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like to fix how you're feeling"
"I think I just need a break." He sighed.
"Take a break then."
"I can't just take a break."
"Why?"
"I'm in a band. We are on tour right now."
"Oh yea."
LATER ON:
"Guys, where is Michael? We need to leave for the show in an hour."
"I have no idea."
I looked in his room and there was a note on his bed. It said 'Took your advice Leslie. Taking that break. Don't worry about me. I'll be back by tomorrow. Just need some space. Mike'
