"Stuck In The Friend-Zone Again and Again"

Home

^ I'm too lazy to find a lyric title and this is short but I'm back

Finally, it was the date of the Toronto Sounds Live Feels Live show. I was incredibly excited, and knew that my brother, Sara, Grace, Alice, and Lacey would be at the show, so I would get to see them face to face for the first time in 7 months.

I was practically jumping up and down before boarding the plane, and once seated, Luke pushed the arm rest up and moved closer to me.
"It's France all over again," he stated.
"Kind of," I half-agreed. "That was somewhere-new excitement. This is somewhere-I-miss excitement."
Luke just nodded, and dropped his head on my shoulder.

My poor boy was exhausted; he hadn't been sleeping properly for the last week or so. Not that he slept that great in the first place, mind you, but he was having special trouble and he seemed a bit forlorn.
I kissed his hairline. "Go to sleep, baby," I cooed. "You need your rest to rock my home province's world."
He laughed ever so softly, and nuzzled into the crook of my neck.
I rested against the wall of the plane and put an arm around him, allowing his broad body to lean against mine as he cuddled me as if I were a teddy bear.
I used my other hand to snap a photo on snapchat, captioning it: "tired boy  :(", and sending it to my story, even though my phone was in airplane mode, so it would post when we landed (in flight wifi was a waste of money for a 1.5 hour flight).
Once posted, the photo blew up, and practically every person that viewed my story screenshotted it. The fans loved my candids of the boys I often posted on snapchat and Instagram, which was good because it gave me an excuse to take photos other than "you guys are just so damn cute I couldn't help it", which was my go-to before.

Luke rolled his eyes, but halfheartedly, when he saw my story. "Really?" He asked, trying to sound exasperated as we waited to be let off the plane. It didn't work, because his voice was rough from sleep and a smile was peeking through.
"The fans love it," I defended myself. "Plus someone doesn't post on Snapchat enough, so I have to keep them supplied."

As soon as we were off the airplane, I smiled and practically ran through the gate, dragging Luke and the rest of the boys behind me.
We breezed through security and finally we were at the door. I pushed it open, caught sight of the Toronto sky, and immediately smiled.
"I'm home!" I grinned, turning towards the boy. "I forgot how awesome Canada is!"

I marvelled out the window as we drove downtown.
"Look Luke! There's the CN tower! I used to pass that all the time on the way to concerts!" I said excitedly, pointing out the window.
"Babe, I've been here before," Luke chuckled.
"Oh yeah," I laughed. "Sorry, I'm just really excited to be home."
"Canada is nice," Michael said. "But it's fucking cold! It's almost April, why is there still snow?"
I giggled. "Welcome to Canada Mike. Where every month is winter except July and August."
"June?" Ashton asked.
"June of my freshman year was so cold everyone was wearing jeans and sweaters until the last week," I stated.
"Holy shit," Calum gaped.
I just laughed and shrugged. "That's Canada for you."

We all loaded into the car quickly, eager to dump our things and go out and see the sights. The entire ride to the hotel, I stared out the window at the streets of Toronto with what was probably a manic grin adorning my face. Luke was pressed to my side, head on my shoulder. Had I been paying better attention, I would have noticed he seemed kind of sad.

A/N: please don't hate me. it's been months since i posted anything, and i truly apologize. life has just been so crazy and i hate myself for letting you guys down. if i'm being honest, i lost motivation to write for a long time. i've always had a problem with finishing projects i start, but i truly thought this story was different. i think i just need to wrap this book up and start the sequel, but i also think i'm just scared no one will read the sequel. but, as it is, i want to try. so time to turn my auto capitalization on and get writing.