help //m.c.\\

chapter twenty-nine

       "Teegan! Teegan, wake up!" Michael screeched in my ear.

"We're here!"

"Why do I have to wake up? You could have just carried me." I laid back on him and closed my eyes.

"Get up or I'm going to leave you in here."

"At least its quiet." I made myself comfortable. He sighed and picked me up. I felt like a sloth because I was hanging off of him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid my head on his shoulder. His hands were under my butt and my legs were around his waist. Hamlet followed us into the hotel. I guess they had already carried the bags and stuff in because it was just Mike and I walking in. He was so freaking warm and I didn't want to let go of him. It took forever to get to the room. I don't know if we were sharing one or I was with Liz, but he just took me to a room. I could hear Ashton's giggles and Luke's voice so I figured all of the boys were hanging out in one room. He sat me down on a bed and Hamlet jumped up on it to snuggle.

"Scoot over!" Michael shoved me to the side of the bed.

"The middle is the warmest and that's where I want to lay. You need to move."

"Let me join!" Calum squealed. He sprinted and flung himself on top of me. Cal giggled the entire time. Hamlet got up and was attacking Calum and he was barking extremely loud. He squeezed his face under my neck so that Hamlet was now on top of me also. 

"Oh my god! I can't breathe!" I tried to shove Calum off of me, but he started tickling me so that made it worse on my part. I screamed in surpise when Hamlet jumped on my stomach. Calum stopped tickling and he had a hold of Hamlet's collar. 

"Are you okay? I didn't mean for that to happen." I nodded and he got off of me. I closed my eyes and curled up under the blankets. Michael wrapped his arm around my waist and laid his head in my neck. 

"Babygirl, are you sure you're okay?" What the fuck did he just call me? 

"Y-yeah. I'm fine." This bitch was going to be the death of me.

        I woke up to the sound of Michael singing at the top of his lungs.

"What the fuck, Michael?"

"Huh? Oh you're finally awake." He came back and laid down with me.

"Did you sleep well?" I nodded and grabbed his hand so I could hold it. He smiled and connected our lips. The kiss was soft and cute.

"Ew, are you guys done yet?" Luke asked walking into the room. I giggled and Mike kissed all over my face to tease Luke.

"Okay, that's cute." Luke smiled and went to the kitchen. Hamlet laid his head on my chest and sighed. I kissed his forehead.

"Get up, Teegan, you have to get ready."

"For what?" I asked slightly confused.

"Just get ready, please." I groaned and he pulled the blankets off of me.

"No! Don't do that!" I yelled. Michael laughed and held his hand out to hell me up. I gladly took it, but I pulled him down with me. He fell face down and I flipped him over and sat on his lap.

"What the hell?"  I giggled and he rested his hands on my waist and smirked.

"To be honest, I kinda like this view."

"Michael, shut up! Luke is still here." I slapped his chest.

"Oh well. What is he gonna do? He's too scrawny to beat me up."

"How would you know?"

"Have you seen his noodle arms?" I giggled and got off of Michael.

"No, come back." He whined.

"I have to get ready, remember?" I smirked and walked into the bathroom. He followed me and sat on the sink.

"Can I watch you get ready?"

"Whatever." I pulled out my makeup bag and plugged in my straightener.

"Can I use th- ow!" Michael had touched the metal parts of the straightener and burned his finger.

"Mikey, you gotta be careful. Don't touch it. If you want, I can straighten your hair." I grabbed a wet towel and put it on his finger.

"Can we dye my hair? I want to make it pink!" I giggled and shook my head.

"I don't know if your mom would let you." 

"She'll get over it."  I brushed through my hair quickly and started to straighten it so I could get to done with. When I grabbed my mascara, Michael took it out of my hand, along with the rest of the bag.

"You don't need this, babygirl." I rolled my eyes and tried to talk the bag from him.

"Can I please have it back?" He shook his head and walked away with my bag.

"What the fuck, Michael? I need those."

"I said no."

"Are you kidding me?"

'Teegan, I said no."

"Yeah, whatever." I rolled my eyes and walked back into the bathroom and locked the door. He can't just take my makeup and tell me I can't wear it. I paid for that. Plus I look disgusting without it. I look in the mirror and just stare at my reflection. My eyes are too dark. My hair is not the right color. I'm extremely pale. Well, my eyes make my skin look pale, but it's not bad. I finish my hair and hear a knock on the door.

"Can I come in?"

"No."

"Unlock the door."

"Why?"

"Oh my god, Luke? Where is the key?"

"What do you want?" I open the door.

"To see your pretty face." He wrapped his arms around my waist when I turned back around to face the mirror. I went over my hair to fix the ends that were flipping. He laid his head on my shoulder and just watched me.

"You're so cute."  I rolled my eyes and attempted to leave the room, but he would let me.

"Look at me." I didn't want to make eye contact with him so I just looked down. He sighed and grabbed my chin so I could see his face.

"I love you, Teegan."