She Looks So Perfect

Chapter One

Michael's POV

She is the definition of perfect. I love every single thing about her. The way her straight blonde hair falls so effortlessly to the middle of her back, and the way her vibrant eyes shine a clear ocean blue. Her collar bones, protruding from her chest, mocking me as I imagine lightly kissing them. Her height is perfect for me because when we hug, her face buries into my neck as I rest my chin on her. It makes me smile just thinking of her.

"Hannah?" I pulled her into my room. We were on a radio tour, and she just happened to have family in the area, so it was easy to persuade her to join me.

She laughed, as I grabbed her sides. I closed the door behind us and caught her by surprise when I kissed her. She kissed back and I blushed. She's good at everything, and that includes making out. When we broke apart, her smile returned, and I followed with a smirk.

She broke our stare by walking over to my hotel bed and sat on it, unlocking my phone. She scrolled through my messages as I laid down next to her. I watched her expressions change as she saw the messages between Alexza and I. I took her hand in mine, rubbing the top of it with my thumb. She locked my phone and turned over to where she was facing me.

We just stared for a little while before she sighed. I smiled lightly, before pulling the covers up over our entirety, something relaxing that we did often. I pulled her closer to me, this time our hands were on each other's backs as I rubbed light circles around.

"When will this all end?" She asked, the question muffled by my shirt. It took me a second to answer, because I didn't know how.

She removed herself from my hold, "Michael," she said.

"I know, I know, I miss it being just us, too," we came out from under the blankets, "but it isn't my choice." I hated seeing her in a state of despair. It hurt me just to see her frowning, and it ruined me to know that I was the causing it.

She kissed my cheek before leaving my room. There was a lump in my throat that would not dissolve and a pain in my chest that would not subside.

Finally the boys came back from wherever they were that day. I was rooming with Luke, who brought back a girl. They were all drunk, that was obvious. Calum and Ashton were laughing like adolescents at Luke who was totally getting laid that night. I smiled along with them, mostly to amuse their intoxicated minds. As things between Luke and the mystery girl got heated, I guided Calum and Ashton out of mine and Luke's room and into theirs.

We sat there for a while as both the alcohol and energy drained from them. Once they were in bed, I decided Luke had enough time to get his shit together.

I unlocked the hotel room to find them both asleep. I turned out the light and climbed into my bed, not bothering to make sure they were even alive.

When I woke up, the sun was blindingly bright. I let myself adjust, before finding Luke alone in his bed. I laughed at the thought of Luke, only 17, sleeping around like he does. I just wish he would pick someone and keep her.

I decided to order room service and get a bus to the shops to get medicine to help with their hangovers. I'm not one for drinking, really, and I like taking care of them- they would do the same for me.

On my way out the door of the hotel, I spotted Hannah. I smiled at her, but didn't approach her. If I know one thing about her, it's that she likes her space.

I came back to Ashton and Luke sitting on the couch, and Calum slowly starting to wake. I saw the empty food trays on the table, and assumed they figured out why it was there. I distributed the medicine and water, and watched as their hangovers subsided.

We sat in silence as they regained whatever they could from the previous night. They made small talk, speaking of the party they attended, the drinks, some crazy woman that tried to throw Calum in the pool. I sat back and absent-mindedly listened.

Luke talked about the girl that showed up with him, her name was Rylie. She was apparently a really nice girl, who wasn't drunk and soberly agreed to come home with Luke. He said she didn't know who he was, which is a rare but refreshing thing to happen.

My phone then buzzed. I checked to see that it was Alexza. "Please meet me outside the hotel, I need coffee xx"

I converted to an energetic mood, realizing that a tea could do me some good. The boys didn't even seem to notice me as I maneuvered past them to get ready. I rushed out to the front of the hotel. I saw Alexza standing there. I walked up to her and smiled, grabbing her hand as we signalled for a cab.