9/11♡

time to kill

Leo

The livestream Arz and Bry were videoing when I proposed yesterday is now up on YouTube with over six hundred thousand views.

And the bands first sold out show at Madison Square Garden is tonight.

Adrenaline and Anxiety was running through the hotel room as soon as we woke up, which happened about 3 hours earlier than usual I might add.

After all of the excitement yesterday, we decided to come back to the hotel after rehersal and explain everything to the fans. By then we were tired as hell and we all just stayed in Michael and I's hotel room.

We all fell asleep in it too.

We woke up with millions of notifications and congradulations and I had the occational petty death threats in my DMs from hardcore Michael girls.

We don't have time for fake fans though.

Tyler drags Josh to the bathroom, Luke and Calum fight over a shirt, Jenna helps Ashton find an outfit for Logan, and I just stay wrapped up in Michael on the little bed we had to ourselves.

I keep my hand on his chest where his heartbeat is strong. He keeps his hand on my hip where he knows if he moves his fingers then I'll get tons of chill bumps.

I look up at him and catch his eyes already on me.

I also notice that they are blood shot red and his face is really pale.

I instantley sit up and put my sweaty hands on his cheeks.

"How much sleep did you get last night?!"

"I feel asleep about thirty minutes ago but I woke up when Luke and Cal started arguing."

"And the night before?" I asked, not even being able to wrap my head around how he was going to last all day and perform running on thirty minutes of sleep.

"Three."

"Hours?"

"Hours." He assures me.

"You haven't been taking your meds?"

"They don't help anymore babe. Its okay."

How could I let this happen? He uses that excuse every time he doesn't feel like taking them, so I know they are probably in the bottom of his bag.

"Today is September 11th, 2001 and you are watching The Today Show starring Matt Laur."

"Its only seven a.m." Josh whines from his spot on the carpet.

"We're in New York. Everyone is awake at seven."

"That doesn't mean we have to be."

"We. Are performing. At Madison Square Garden tonight anD YOU CAN SLEEP?" Calum yells, sitting in Josh's back.

"Agreed." Luke says, joining Calum.

"We should go do something to kill some time." Jenna says, struggling to pull on a pair of skinny jeans to go along with her cute Ninja Turtles shirt.

"I'm down." I say, spinning the engagment ring on Michael's finger.

"And while we go and do something, you are going to sleep." I whisper to him, clinking our somewhat matching rings together.

I kiss the tip of his nose, shimmy out of the bed and dig to the bottom of his beat up bag until I find his sleeping meds.

I shake two of them into my palm and hand them to him. He swallows them dry and throws on the shirt I handed him.