Under the Sheets

Chapter 10: My Blood

[Ellie's P.O.V]

I woke up in the back of a bus surrounded by luggage. Hannah must've found me in the dressing room last night. I most likely cried myself to sleep out of guilt and rage at the idea of Peyton cheating. Oh god, Peyton. What am I going to tell her? My breathing became heavy and I panicked when I heard footsteps closing in on the door. 

Simon stepped into the room, reaching for one of the bags by my feet. I jumped up a little bit and he jumped back laughing.

"Good morning sleeping beauty."

I playfully kicked the air next to him and sat up, rubbing my head. A phone came flying to my side before he turned to walk out. 

"Here, you left this on the couch of the dressing room last night. Don't think you'd wanna loose it."

The screen lit up to reveal 6 messages waiting for me. Twitter, email, and Peyton. Wait, Peyton. She texted me nearly three hours ago. I opened it as fast as I could. 

Ellie, I believe I answered your call last night with my arse. Totally embarrassing, sorry about that my dear xx

I typed in a response, but quickly deleted it before sending. I knew I would have regretted it if I hit send. If Peyton wasn't really having an affair, then she wouldn't want anything to do with me. Either way she wouldn't want anything to do with me, really. 

A knock at the door made me nearly chuck the phone out the window. 

"Yea?"

"Hey El, just wanna warn you that it's already 2 PM and we still have sound check to do."

"Oh shit, that's right. Get the microphone ready, I'll be right out."

[Peyton's P.O.V] 

Joey had work in the morning, so I woke up to make her a good breakfast to fuel her for her day. We caught up more as she ate. I told her all about Ellie and how much she means to me. Joey has known I've liked girls for a long time. She was the first person to know, actually. 

Having a friend like her was good. Joey understood who I was and didn't judge me for that. Actually I think she got more excited about our relationship then me and Ellie are. When she left, I tried texting Ellie to see how she was doing. She read it a few hours later, but there was no response. I guess she's busy.

The flat gets very boring during the day, so I had nothing better to do than to watch re-runs on the telly. Ellie didn't text back or even call all day, making me almost get a sick feeling. It's not like I'm obsessed with her or anything, it's weird. I have a 'craving' to hear her voice, if you wish to call it that. Just hearing her voice puts me in such a calm state it's unreal.

[Ellie's P.O.V]

I walked out onto stage for my second and last night in New York. The crowd was cheering me on as the boys played the backing music to Figure 8. I got goosebumps all over my body as the screams intensified and sent a rush of excitement through me. When I took my place in front of the drums I noticed her up front once again. Jemma.

She seen me look at her right away, smiling like a idiot. I nodded my head a bit towards her before beginning to sing. My hips moved to the beat the whole night. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her though. She was like Peyton in another body. Beautiful, sweet, and has a hint of shyness.  I felt horrible saying someone could be like Peyton, because to me she's irreplaceable. But with Jemma, I have no idea what it is. She just gives me a feeling I can't explain. 

It's a guilty feeling, not only because I am with another girl, but she's 7 years younger than me. I know Peyton is 5 years younger, and that isn't any better, but still. This girl has high school still to finish. At least Peyton has finished her time at school.