Friend, Please

1.5

Alissa's POV:

As I cross the threshold into Calum and I's room. I lean myself against the back of the door. I let out a breath I had been holding. I swear to god this is going to be the most difficult three months of my life. Pushing my body off the door I head to my suitcase lifting it onto my bed. Unzipping my bag I rummage through its contents. Finally I choose a black crop top with two skeleton hands clutching my breasts on it. I pair the shirt with black pair of jean shorts with fringe on the bottom. Finally I grab a set of underwear.

Clutching the clothes I grab my makeup box, yes box, and my shower bag. I get into the shower placing my things on the counter I turn on the shower after fiddling with a good 10 minutes. Who ever thought it was a good idea that not giving any directions on how to use hotel shower fixtures is a spawn of satan. I strip off my sweats, cami, sports bra, and undies. Pulling out my shower essentials I get into the small bathtub.

After scrubbing myself down. brushing my teeth, and washing my hair, I exit the tub. I reach over to the rack over the toilet and grab a towel. I quickly dry off and slip on my undergarments. I then pull my clothes over me. Opening up my box of makeup I go straight to my foundation. I'm feeling risky so I'm not even going to prime. Swiping on the makeup I buff it in with my beauty blender. I then put a champagne color on the lids of my eyes and wing them with my eyeliner. Following my eyes I brush my brows down. I choose to not fill them in because they are already so dark. I grab my highlighter and fan the product onto the top of my cheekbones, tip of my nose, and cupids bow. I grab a my maroon black liquid lipstick and smooth it over my lips. Taking one last look at my makeup I pick up my hair brush. Using the hotels hairdryer I style my hair to look straighten. Glancing in the mirror I fix a few fly aways.

"Are you done yet?" I hear Calum shout outside the door.

"Yes I am." I say startling the boy as I open the door.

"Oh wow uhm, wow, you look different." Calum says eyeing me up and down.

"Thanks, now move buttface I got people to do things to see."

"That's not how the saying goes." Calum says snapping out of his trance.

"Too bad," I shove his chest. "Now move."

"Fine," He says swinging himself away as I try and shove him again, causing me to stumble forward. "Pfhaha." Calum snorts.

"Oh fuck you."

"Give me a time and a place, babe." Calum says laughing, as he closes the door to the bathroom.

Grunting I walk into the next room to see Ashton leaning to the left of the conjoined doors. Ashton's head is low as he looks at his phone. "Boo." I squeal frightening the poor boy.

"Jesus Alissa." Ashton groans. As he fumbles to catch his phone, I look ahead of me to see Luke sprawled out on the couch.

""Office Space, good choice Hemmings." I smile.

"I didn't pick it. He did." Luke says pointing his thumb to Michael on the floor by Luke's feet.

"Oh." I say shocked. That was one of his favorite movies. He always wanted to watch it. Fuck why do I care to recall this.

"Alissa when did you get hot?" Luke asks as he finally looks at me. I blush at his comment. "I mean you were always hot, but like you grew up and uh you look really fit uh." Luke stumbles with his words. I glance down only to be met with Michael staring at me in what looks to be shock. His lips are parted and eyes wide. As he looks at me he quickly looks away and back to the TV screen. I look back at Ashton.

"Well anyway, when am I 'Allowed to leave'?" I ask making parenthesis with my fingers.

"Someone's sassy." Ashton perks his eyebrow up at me with a childish grin.

"Well I want to get away from you four." I gesture to the boys.

"Hey." Luke staggers up, kneeing Michael in the back of his head.

"Ow Luke." Michael groans holding his hand up to slap Luke's calf.

"Sorry." Luke says rushing away from Michael's hand. "Ali you don't mean that." Luke continues to putz over the coffee table. "You haven't seen us in forever. You miss me." Luke topples over onto my shoulder. Clutching my waist for support he looks at me and pouts. Rolling my eyes I move away from the giant toddler stuck in a twenty year old's body.

"Luke I have missed you, however I do have a soundcheck and I want to meet some of the fans." I say patting his head. "So i will ask again when can I go?"

"Uhm." Ash checks his phone quickly. "Its 3:00 so Ron should be up here any second."

As if he was waiting for his cue Ron knocks on the hotel door.

"Don't wait up." I call as I open the door.

Michael's POV:

The door shuts swiftly and I let out a heavy exhale. Christ, she is so irritating. Who gave her the right to come back into my life and make it all fuzzy and scratchy? She's like an old sweater that a grandma would knit you for Christmas, a kind gesture but evil on the inside.

"Michael? Buddy you look like a strawberry. Did you forget how to breath again?" Ashton says hunching down to my level. I swat him away.

"That was only one time." I glare at him. He laughs standing back up.

"God when are you going to just admit you are in love with her?" Luke butts in.

"Are you guys serious I don't love her." I groan.

"What ever helps you sleep at night, Buddy." Calum says slapping my back. I just huff away there pestering. But maybe there was some truth in their words...NOT!