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Chapter 18 {By Me}

Neptune's POV

Rylie and I watched as the four boys sang. I smiled through the whole thing, and tried not to sing along to the song seeing as I knew it.

They turned off the computer that they were filming with, and Calum's eyes went straight to Rylie. I rolled my eyes, and Luke sat by me on the couch.

I sighed, and laid my head on his chest, "You okay?" He asked. I shrugged.

"You wanna talk?" He asked, playing with my hair.

"It's okay. Not a big deal." I shrugged again. He poked my shoulder, "Quit being so shruggy and tell me what's wrong." Next thing I knew, he was holding my hand and pulling me outside. I sighed.

"What's wrong?" Luke asked again.

"Nothing. It's just... The whole Michael and Calum and Rylie thing... It's annoying. I don't want to be rude, because she's my best friend, but I don't know." He pulled me in for a hug, "Don't worry about it. It's not your fault, anyway. Let's do something fun so you aren't stressed."

"We should have a bonfire! We could all go to my house. I'm sure my parents won't care." I suggested. He smiled, and we walked back inside to tell everyone.

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"Good, Lane, you're home... Who are these people?" My mom said as our group of six walked inside my house.

"Okay, one: That's not my name. And two: These are my friends. You know Rylie. This is Ashton, Calum, and Michael. And Luke... my boyfriend." I mumbled the last part.

"Since when do you have a boyfriend?!"

"That's besides the point." I said, and I moved mine and Luke's hands so she couldn't see that our fingers were intertwined, "Do you care if we have a bonfire?"

"I guess not. Get your dad to help you, and then we'll talk about your so-called-boyfriend." Rylie chuckled, and I smacked her arm. Luke's face was red, and I just rolled my eyes. My mom is an idiot.

I walked around, trying to find my dad, and I eventually found him in the garage. He was working on his motorcycle, so I felt bad for disturbing him, "Hey, dad, could you help us light a bonfire? Mom said that you need to help us."

"Yeah, just give me a second." He looked up, and gave us the same look mom did. I decided to just tell them who everyone one was before was, "You know Rylie. This is Luke, Calum, Ashton, and Michael."

"Is there a reason why you two are holding hands?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. I sighed.

"She's fifteen, Namara," Rylie said to my dad, "Almost sixteen. You're not gonna like every guy she brings home."

"I can handle myself, thank you." I told her as I rolled my eyes once more.

"I don't care, you're too young to date. Break it up." He walked in between Luke and I.

My dad is also an idiot.