Concussion •Miniminter•

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     We made it back to the hotels around 9pm, finishing my popcorn on the way back. I guess that was my dinner, but I was okay with that. I barely made it up the stairs because I was so tired, even if it was only 2 flights of stairs.

     I found our room and put the card in the slot, hearing the click of the door unlocking, letting us in. I opened the door and walked in, Jay following, and went to my bed falling belly first.

"I don't wanna move anymoreee," I moaned into the sheets. Jay chuckled in responce, sitting on the little sofa in our room on his phone.

All that popcorn filled me up, and I just wanted to roll up and be a potato the rest of the night. A potato that watches YouTube, actually. But my plans got changed by the simple text message buzzing my phone.

Simon 💩: Yo It's Simon :) I was thinking we could plan stuff now bc everyone was a dick last time?

I instantly grinned at that text, as I held my phone above me, now on my back. I immediately replied.

Me: ugggghhh but I don't wannnaa moooveee

In the middle of texting that I dropped my phone on my face, making myself laugh at my own stupidity.

Simon 💩: too bad I'm coming to get you

Me: why do u have to come get me it's not like we're gonna do anything "bad" together

Simon 💩: 😏😏😏😏😏😏

Me: nononono fuck you Simon

Simon 💩: exactly

Jesus, I hate that guy sometimes.

Me: I hate you sometimes

Simon 💩: no you don't

Simon 💩: I know you don't

I chuckled at that. I know I don't either. I sat up on my bed and went through social media, and looked back at the picture Cal tweeted; it was still buzzing all over the place, obsessive fan girls are still mad and making a huge deal out of it, even though it wasn't a big deal.

I heard a knock at the door, and I sighed, turned off my phone and opened the door.

"Oh what a surprise!" I sarcastically said to Simon who replied with a 'yeah!' in the same tone. I told Jay that I was going to work on stuff for real this time, but he still didn't believe it. I just rolled my eyes and left.

     Of course, going up the hallway you would expect the wild group of boys now throwing fire at each other, but it was now quiet, except for the sound of people vlogging in every other room.

     "Well this is a different setting," I commented as my awkward self. That is the most normal thing I could've said, and I said it. My face shaped the slightest regret.

     "Well, yeah, we got in major trouble last night," he said. I was surprised for a minute. Wow, that was only last night? It seemed like that was a couple days ago! There's been so much going on, but it's going so slowly. But soon we'll be on the field... in front of thousands of fans... the thought of that made me frightened. I had never thought about it that way. I realized I was once again stuck in my thought, making the walk to his room quiet. I soon snapped back into reality.