help //m.c.\\

chapter twenty

        I woke up at like five and I had just went to bed. Why the hell couldn't I sleep? I grabbed my phone and I actually had a notification. Harry had snapchatted me. Why was he awake? It didn't occur to me that I probably looked horrible so I sent him pictures of my face anyway. He wanted to play twenty questions and I had nothing better to do so I went for it. The questions started off simple like what's your middle name and your favorite color. Then it went to the basic things you ask when you play twenty questions. He asked when I had my first kiss and I lied and told him it was when I was in third grade and I had a stupid little crush so I went up and kissed him. If only I actually had that confidence. I've never actually had my first kiss. It didn't affect me like it did most girls. Most girls my age weren't virgins either.

"What are you doing?" I heard Mikey mumble and roll over so that he had his head rested on my shoulder, looking at my phone.

"Talking to Harry."

"About what?" He raised an eyebrow.

"We are just getting to know each other."

"Take a picture with me and send it to him." He snuggled his face into my neck and closed his eyes. When I took the picture I saved it because it was so fucking adorable.

"Send that one to him. And to me, its cute." He smiled into my neck. Harry replied asking if I was dating Michael and I said no, but I wanted to tell him how much I wanted to. I set the picture of Mike and I as my lock screen and I felt him smile into my neck again. I turned off my phone and plugged it in. I rolled over so that my face was in Michael's chest. I felt safe in his arms. I fell asleep to the soft thud of his heartbeat.

      "Teegan! Get up! Get up! Get up!" Someone screams and jumps all over the bed. The blanket is ripped off of me and the freezing cold air hits my warm body. The light is flipped one and I can't see anything. I still don't know who is tormenting me right now. I feel Michael reaching out for me, telling me that he is still in bed with me. I curl up into a ball and shove my face into his chest. Pillows are being pelted at my head, with the right amount of force so that it hurts.

"Get up! We have stuff we need to do! You need to get ready and shower and look hot as fuck!" Calum screams. I hear Ashton giggle and I feel Michael chuckle.

"You always look hot as fuck." Michael whispers into my ear. I look up at him and laugh. I try to pry myself from his arms, but he pulls me back down and groans.

"Don't leave me!" He protests. I giggle as he starts tickling me. I grab his wrist before he gets this going.

"No. Don't start that."

"But I want you to stay here with me." He shoves his bottom lip out. I smile and grab his face.

"I need to get ready. And you, need a breath mint." He grabs my face and starts blowing his morning breath into my bubble. I scream, which is mixed with lots of laughter too. Michael falls on top of me so that I can't get up.

"Trust me your breath is just as bad as mine." I squirm underneath him, trying to get free.

"Mikey c'mon. I need to get up and shower." I shove him off of me, finally.

"Can I join?"

"No! No one will be showering with Teegan anytime soon." Luke said walking past the room with a toothbrush in his mouth, glaring at Michael.

"He's no fun."

"Well I was gonna say the same sooo." I giggle and walk into the bathroom, looking at him before I enter.

         After my shower, I forgot my clothes in my suitcase. And Michael just so happened to still be in the room. I didn't expect him to still be in here so I almost walked out of the bathroom with no towel on.

"Did you even leave this room?"

"Yeah, I went to go change and get food. Now I don't want to leave the room." He smirked at me. I shook my head and walked over to my suitcase to grab my clothes and make up.

"Wait before you go back in there, can you drop the towel?" He smirked, again.

"Are you fucking serious?" I laughed and walked back into the bathroom.

         When, again, I was slaying life, I walked out of the bathroom and Mike wasn't in the room. I went into his room and stole a sweat shirt because I was freezing. I left the hood up and tied the strings in a little bow. I walked into the kitchen where all the noise was and saw Calum with his arms full and he was yelling at Ashton about how the microwave was his and they couldn't use it. He dropped everything and screamed at someone else. I was so confused, but they were adorable. Michael and Luke were sitting on the couch watching something on TV.

"Mama? Can we go get food or something? There's nothing in the fridge." I said to Liz as she walked into the room.

"What am I? Your ATM or something?"

"Well, considering that you are the only one older than 18, you are my guardian. So that means you gotta feed me."

"Whatever. On the way to rehearsals we will stop somewhere."

"Thank you." She hums in response and walks back to her room. I walk into the living room and sit on the couch in between the boys. I pull my phone out to go scroll through my Twitter feed to pass up some time.

"When did you take that?" Luke asks about the picture of Mikey and I.

"Last night. This morning. I don't remember."

"Your cleavage looks good in that picture." Michael smirks and Luke glares at him. I giggle and unlock my phone and open up twitter. The only thing that I see is stuff about the boys' twit cam and how I was in it. There was this one tweet that caught my eye. It was along the lines of how I was a slut if I was hanging out with four guys at once and I was probably a groupie. Groupies can be cool, sometimes. There is one in mind I shouldn't say that completely lost her chill. But other than that, they're cool.

"Alright. You guys ready to go?" Liz asks putting her jacket on and grabbing her purse. I run to my room to grab my bag, when I run into Michael on the way back. He grabs my wrist to prevent me from falling and holds me close.

"You're so cute." He smiles at me.

"Well, you're not too bad yourself mister." He laughs and we walk towards the door to leave.

"This is going to be so much fun! Ahh!"