Youth [m.c.]

16// #milivia

"What the fuck?!" I angrily burst.

I jumped out of Michael's bunk and stormed over to the living space where he and his friends were currently eating breakfast.

"What's up, Liv?" Luke asked with a smile.

"You upset we got out the cereal before you got up?" Calum joked.

"No!"

"Then what?"

"Check your Twitters please and go look at what's trending," I suggested, tapping my foot in anger.

They pulled out their phones as I asked and opened Twitter. Each had a different emotion on their face. Calum began to laugh. Ashton was surprised, nothing coming from his mouth. Luke looked at the page with a funny face, but started smiling. Michael grinned. His smile was big, but he was looking at the ground, as if he was hiding it from me.

"#Milivia," Michael read.

"This is your fault!" I steamed, pointing at Michael.

"So what?" He chuckled. "You can't even see your face in any of these pictures, don't freak out."

"Michael! Your photographer has pictures of me!"

"He won't do a thing, I promise," Mikey smiled.

"What if a fan saw my face and got a picture and is saving it for dramatic effect?"

"Impossible, Livia."

He stood up from the couch and brought me into a hug, immediately relaxing me.

"You two are really cute," Ashton grinned.

"We're not dating," I corrected.

"You're not?" Cal asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, not according to little Livia," Michael answered.

"I don't think we've known each other long enough to start dating."

"I think she's wrong," Mike added.

"I'm not. It's only been a couple months and we only hung out for that one week and last night. I want to know him better."

"But you kiss like, all the time," Calum laughed.

"He's right," Ashton smiled.

"We're not dating!" I finalized, going back to Michael's bunk.

"Livia!" Michael called after me.

I ignored him and huddled into his bunk, pulling the curtain closed.

"This is a curtain, not a door," he giggled, opening it from the other side.

"Don't care!" I steamed, closing it again.

"I do," he chuckled, opening the opposite side and climbing in next to me.

"Why do you think we're ready to date?"

"Because of how we act around each other. Why do you think we aren't ready?"

"For the exact same reason, Michael. I'm scared that it's all in the moment and if we pursue it right away those feelings might go away."

"But if we wait too long, they might go away too."

"Or they might grow stronger. I don't want to do this until we are both completely sure."

"You're not?" He asked, a frown forming on his face.

"I am. I like you, Mikey. I just don't want to screw it up."

"How would you screw it up? I can't think of one this that could possibly make me change how I feel about you."

I was going to tell him. I was going to tell him right then and there. All alone in his small bunk. Confess my parents and my lifestyle and that I was famous no matter who I was.

"Oh Milivia!!!!" Ashton cheered, sliding the curtain open.

"Yes, Ash?" I sighed.

"We have arrived at our destination."

"LA?" I wondered.

"Yes, but we are at the Grove. We're going shopping."

There were fans around. There were a lot of fans around. There were too many fans around for my liking. Too many people that would know Olivia Tyler.

Arzaylea was meeting us in front of the pretzel stand so we could all hang out together. Michael and Luke both decided that the girls should get to know each other. They thought that it'd be nice if we could have girl nights while they had guy nights. I thought they were thinking about it too much.

"Can we get a pretzel while we're here?" I asked as we approached the stand.

"Of course, sidekick," Michael grinned.

"Cool it with the nickname, Gordy," I giggled.

He rolled his eyes and got us a cinnamon pretzel to share, then we moved to the second window and waited for it to come out.

"Why are you in a hat and sunglasses?" He asked, looking over my outfit.

I had on:

(Because creating that outfit on polyvore is easier than explaining it).

"Because, Michael. It's hot out and these objects shade my face from the rays of the sun," I lied.

"I think it's cause you don't want them to see your face. You can calm down though, it's not like you're famous," he smiled.

If Luke had heard, he would've doubled over laughing.

"Maybe it's cause I'm embarrassed to be seen with you," I joked.

"Fine then, I guess this is my pretzel," he smirked, taking the pretzel from the lady and running away.

"Mike!" I yelled.

"Come catch me!" He called back to me.

"Ugh. I'm in heels!"

"Too bad," he laughed, walking back over.

"Jerk," I sighed, snatching the pretzel and going back towards his friends.

"So glad you could join us, Liv," Luke smiled. "This is my girlfriend, Arzaylea."

"Hi," she waved.

I've seen her in pictures and I follow her on Instagram, but she was really pretty.

"I'm Olivia," I introduced.

"Luke has told me all about you."

"All about me, huh?"

"Yeah. He explained how you and Michael met and all about how you two are inseparable-"

"Luke!"

"What?" He laughed. "You spent a whole week together with no one else. After the show last night you two wouldn't even go in different rooms."

"Did Luke tell you why Mike and I met?"

"Yeah, cause you're actually a certain masked musician," she winked.

"You told her?"

"She won't say a word, I promise. Right Arz?" Luke answered.

"My lips are sealed, Olivia," she smiled.