Best Friends

Chapter 14: More Fighting...

Charlotte's POV

*RECAP*

"You know, I'd leave if this tour wasn't so important," Michael grumbled. I heard my door shut and someone walking into my room.

"You really blew it this time Luke," Calum said.

"How did I blow it? Who did I blow it with?" Luke asked. Wow he sure was ignorant.

"Charlotte?" Michael whispered.

"Yeah?"

"You heard all of that didn't you?"

"Yeah.."

"Sorry," Michael apologized. "I didn't think we'd be that loud."

"It's fine," I shrugged. "Why'd you come in here?" That came out meaner than I expected..

"Oh sorry, I can leave if you want, I just needed a quiet place to calm down away from everyone," Michael explained.

"No, no, you can stay," I said.

There was a calm silence throughout the bus until I spoke up again.

"Were you serious about leaving the tour?" I asked, the question killing me with thoughts.

"Sort of," Michael sighed.

"Please don't," I said. "I don't want you to leave just because Luke doesn't love me back."

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I woke up in the morning from movement on the otherside of the couch. At first I was surprised to see Michael curled up at the end of the couch sleeping but then I remembered everything that happened last night. We ended up talking for about another hour before falling asleep.

I got up and went into the bathroom before I changed into an off-the-shoulder grey sweater with white short shorts.

"Hey Char," Calum greeted when I came out of the bathroom fully dressed.

"Hi," I smiled sitting down next to him on the couch.

"Was Michael in the back room with you?" Calum asked. "I didn't see him after he left the room last night."

I didn't expect Calum to have known I was awake but it still surprised me for some reason.

"Oh yeah, he's asleep on the back room's couch," I nodded.

"He slept with you?" Calum asked, dropping his voice to a low whisper.

"Not exactly what you think," I glared at him. "He slept on the other side of the couch."

"Sorry, I just like you having a crush on Michael instead of Luke," Calum apologized.

"It's fine," I nodded.

"What are you eating?" I asked directing my attention to the plate in Calum's hands.

"Toast," Calum answered. "Want so-" Calum stopped and stared at something past my shoulder.

"What?" I questioned, studying the expression on Calum's face. I turned around to see what Calum was staring at. Luke.

"I'm going to go take a shower," Calum mumbled, standing up and walking to the bathroom.

I nodded and took the plate from him.

"Morning," Luke said once Calum had gone.

"Good morning, how'd you sleep?" I asked washing off Calum's plate.