Just for media? || L.H.

Not even a goodbye was said

- Sammi -

After I was done performing I stood backstage. I was jamming 5sos' songs.

Seriously, this guys are sick. I just don't get bored of listening to them.

My smile became even bigger every time Luke stared at me. He chuckled, me shrugging. He looked away. Calum and Michael were rocking their pants off.

Sick guitars skills!

They sang one last song and came rushing backstage.

They were sweating, breathless.

Yeah, it was pretty disgusting.

I made a disgust face, them smirking at me.

The good news it that they aren't mad at me anymore.

"What?" I asked.

Then four sweaty boys came around me, hugging me.

"GUYS! GUYS! LET ME GO!" I freaked out.

They chuckled, letting me go.

"Sweatiest show yet." Ashton stated.

Luke look at me, "We are gonna take some sowers. Don't go!"

"Where will I go?" I asked as they walked away.

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I started wondering backstage as I got bored of waiting for them.

I came around to see this huge hallways and boxes.

It blew my mind away.

I kept walking until I bumped into a room that said "Security cameras".

I came inside, not really caring about if i could get caught.

I sat on the spiny chair. Finally a quiet place!

I shut my eyes closes. my thoughts becoming deeper and deeper. Until I find myself thinking about Kian.

It made me happy that he came to the show today. I got to see him. He smiled, I stood there like I didn't saw him.

It makes me sad that he isn't going to

Australia with me.

I mean I get it...it's a long flight and all that sh't.

But there's still something about him that...that is making me uncomfortable.

I sighed, opening my eyes. They narrowed all around the monitors until they landed on a couple, making out.

I thought I saw Kian with someone else, but obviously it wasn't him.

I stood up, walking towards the door ignoring what I saw.

It wasn't Kian, right?

No, of course not. I just missed him to much.

I grabbed the door knob and when I was about to leave the dark room...

I turned around, sitting on the chair again I zoomed in into his face.

It did look a lot like Kian. But this are cameras, nothing is precise about them.

So I decided to call him.

They stopped making out as I focused even more.

Him, that teenage boy, got his phone out, look at it and shrugged. He got his phone into his pocket and started making out with the girl.