Street Lights || M.G.C.

Chapter 9

He eventually forced me to go with him inside. I was gonna sneak out already tomorrow. I need a plan... But first a hot shower would be nice. I walked into his bathroom after getting a tour of the house.

I quickly took a shower. Not wanting to use to much hot water or to much time, even though I haven't showered properly in god knows how long...

Having to lay in a proper bed again would feel nice though. Not someone's well worn couch... Well, one night in "paradise" couldn't hurt right? Nah, I'm in a house with Michael, nothing could happen, I would run away again tomorrow. But how? I would find something to distract him maybe?

When I had completely dried off and put on some clothes to sleep in, I went to the room Michael had given me for my stay. The walls were a blueish-gray color and there were barely any decorations on the walls.

A queen sized bed stood in the middle of the room with grey sheets. I walked over to the huge window on one of the walls. I stared out into a garden. A beautiful little garden where I imagined kids could play and be happy.

I didn't even hear the door open before I heard Michael's voice. "I'm sorry Lexie, for that kiss thingy. I was so intoxicated an.." "Jez, you scared me... And it's ok. I don't care," I cut him off, "it's not like it's the first time." I muttered. I tried to keep it so low he wouldn't have heard it but it seemed like he heard me anyways. "What?" He asked. "Oh, nothing..." I answered rather awkwardly.

After a good nights sleep I woke up to the sun frying my eyes. I looked up to look at the clock on the bedside table. 9. 17 am. Not too bad. I got up and got dressed before going downstairs to look after Michael.

I first got to the living room, no one. Kitchen? Nope... Would he be asleep yet? I couldn't quite picture him as a late sleeper? Nah, besides, going into his bedroom would be rude, right?

I got to a door, a black door, in the hallway. I opened it quietly. It lead down to a basement. The lights were on down there, maybe he was there? Before I knew it I saw his head staring up at me from down the stairs.

"Oh, hey. Why are you up so early? Did we make too much noise? I'm sorry if we did." He said to me. We? Who were we? "Nah, I just woke up. Who else is down there?" I asked. "Yeah, I kinda forgot that you don't know my band mates... Here, come down and you'll get to meet them!" He answered excitedly.

I walked down the stairs to find 4 sets of eyes looking at me. One curly one, one blonde, one with black hair and kinda darker skin and of course Michael.

"Alexis, this is my band mates, Ashton, Luke and Calum. Guys, this is Alexis, call her Lexie though." He said and gestured to the guys around the table. "Well, that's as good as I would've said it myself." I said to him. The others chuckled at my remark. "So, what are you guys doing down here?" I said being nice just to make a good first impression.

"We're writing songs." The curly one, Ashton said. "Oh, I shouldn't be disturbing you then." I said starting to get up and out. "Nah, it's ok. You can be here." Michael said. "Nah, I have to make some breakfast anyway." I said as I walked up the stairs.

I didn't know where anything was... Plates, glasses, knifes, forks. I didn't seem to find it either... After a little while I decided that I didn't even want food, so I went to my room. There weren't anything to do in there though, so I went back to the living room and sat down on the couch.

After a little while I heard the guys come from the basement and into the room. They all stopped to look at me. Michael wasn't with them... Weird. Maybe they got out of there to get food or something to drink.

They were godly tall though. And they were not that bad for the eye either, if you know what I mean. They wore something similar to something I would wear everyday. Band shirts and flannels along with skinny jeans.

When they had looked at me for a good 5 seconds they all turned to the kitchen and went in there.
After them came Michael, he smiled and waved a small wave towards my direction as he also walked into the kitchen with the other guys.

What was that all about?

I figured I shouldn't even ask... So I got up and walked to my room again to check if my stuff was packed and ready. It was. Good. I got up to walk down again when I saw a shadow at the door. I quickly turned around and were about to grip the shadow's hand and force him onto the ground. Then I realized, it was one of Michael's band mates.

"Oh it's you..." I said. "Hehe, yeah. Michael wanted you to come down. He had to ask you a question." The tall blonde one said.

Well, OK, what could this be?

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Word count: 907
This is really bad.... But who cares, right?
I have so much to do nowadays... Idk how I write these, but I'll try to get longer chapters soon, when I get time to write longer.