Real Friends (An IM5 FanFiction)

Chapter 43.

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Alex's POV:

*Saturday, May 3, 2014, 11:22 p.m.*

"I'm coming!" I called as I rushed out of my room in my apartment.

Who was ringing my doorbell this late?

I looked out the peephole and it was covered.

I opened the door to see a person who was covering their face with a bouquet of red roses.

The person moved the flowers and I saw Gabe's smiling face.

"Oh my God!" I shouted as I basically jumped onto him for a hug. "You're home?"

"Yeah!" he hugged me back, holding me tightly.

"I missed you so much," I whispered, hugging him even tighter than before.

"I missed you, too."

Emily's POV:

*Saturday, May 3, 2014, 11:26 p.m.*

Dalton held me in his arms as the two of us swayed back and forth to the music playing from his car. We were standing on top of my favorite spot in all of Burbank. It was a hill that had a great view of the city.

"Beautiful," he whispered in my ear.

"I know," I said in response. "I could stare at it all day."

"Actually, I was talking about you," he moved his head to look me in the eye.

I smiled and turned my head to meet his lips.

I pulled away and whispered, "I missed you."

"I missed you, too," he smiled at me before leaning in for another kiss.

Nikki's POV:

*Saturday, May 3, 2014, 11:30 p.m.*

I held my breath while I stood in front of my front door. On the other side stood Will, waiting for me to let him in.

I slowly reached for the lock and unlocked the door before opening it.

Will smiled at me, "Nikki!"

He pulled me into a hug and, when I didn't hug him back, he slowly pulled a bit away.

"What's wrong?"

I just looked at him, unsure of whether or not I wanted to get into this with him.

"What did I do?" he now fully let go of me and just stood in front of me, waiting for an answer.

"You didn't talk to me," I crossed my arms over my chest.

"What are you-?"

"You didn't call or text me for two weeks. You didn't even respond to my texts or answer my calls. And now, you're back and you're home, and you expect everything to go back to normal just like that. Look, I know you were busy with recording, and rehearsing, and performing, but couldn't you spare some time to at least text me good morning or goodnight? Come on, Will. It's not that hard. It takes literally two seconds and I don't understand why you find it so hard to send me one simple text. Am I not important enough? Am I not worth your time? Do you not love me as much anymore now that you're getting famous? Do you-?"

Will put his hands on my cheeks and pulled me in for a kiss. I didn't kiss him back right away but I couldn't stay mad at him, I missed him too much.

I brought my hands up to his shoulders and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back.

He pulled back and rested his forehead against mine, "What did I tell you about doubting that I love you?"