Groupie? // 5SOS

/21/ Out of My Limit

Previously

Michael's POV

"It's not your fault. They're just jealous." I told her pulling her hands from her face and wiping her tears with my thumbs. "It'll be okay, I promise." She nodded and gave a small smile before she gave me a hug. "C'mon. Let's go to the dressing room so you can calm down." I told her as we started walking. Luke and Calum trailing behind.

She grabbed my hand again but weakly. I looked down at her and she was still upset. I removed my hand from hers and put it over her shoulders hugging her to my side. "It's okay. I promise you'll get through this." How was she going to get through this if that little crowd had upset her?

//

Izzy's POV

All those girls. They were... insane. Michael claims they're just jealous which could be true. I get to hang out with them now almost 24/7 and these girls barely get to meet them. But that doesn't give them the right to say hurtful things to me. It was so upsetting. I heard one girl tell me that I should die.

"What are you thinking about?" Michael interrupted my thoughts. I looked up at him and to see a caring look on his face. Michael is amazing. He's so honest.

"Nothing. I-"

"Don't tell me it's nothing. I might have only met you a few days ago, but I can tell when you're lying."

"Is it that obvious?" I asked.

"Yes. So are you going to tell me?" He stopped and put his fingers under my chin and made me look him in the eyes.

"I was just thinking about those girls. They were so rude and one of them told me to die and if that's only after one concert, imagine the rest." I explained to him.

"I told you. We'll get through this together. But remember, no matter what, those are our fans. They got us to where we are now." I nodded. It's amazing how he's so passionate about the fans.

"I get it. So where are Luke and Calum?"

"Right here, babe." Luke walked behind me wrapping his arms around my waist. I tilted my head back so I could see him.

"What's wrong?" Calum asked me. He looked worried. "Nothing." I told him.

"Are you sure?" I nodded holding back my tears. Luke turned me around so I was facing him. He bent down so he was my height. "Two things." he started. "One, Stop lying. and Two, stop crying."

"That's what I told her." Michael gestured at me. Luke put his hands on his hips and started shaking his finger at me. "Michael has some decent advice. You should try listening to it." He spoke with sass.

"You're right. I-I'm sorry." I broke down. I kept trying to hold back my tears. Bad idea. If you hold back how you feel, it will just come out even worse than it would've before. Luke grabbed me and held me close while rubbing his hand on my back. He kept mumbling, "It's okay." I felt his hand leave my back for a moment. I started hearing footsteps walking away from us.

"Thank you." I looked up at him with tears streaming down my face. "For what?" He asked looking confused. "For everything."

"That sounds familiar." I gave a small chuckle. "Because we've had the same exact conversation before." I informed him. "I realise." he laughed a little too.

"Let's go get something to eat, yea?" I agreed and he led the way to the food.

//

We were now in his dressing room eating popcorn while sitting on beanbags, again.

"I've got to ask you something." I told him. in response, he pretended like he was tossing a basketball in the basket. "Cheeky." I responded to his hand motion. "What I want to know, I mean, I want to know, what I want to know is, why don't Michael and Ashton get on as well as you and Cal or you and Michael?"

"I'm not sure. They used to be pretty close. Ever since we went to New York, they've had some tension." he explained.

"Oh.. it's not me, is it?" I asked worrying slightly. "Nahh." He pushed that idea away with a gesture of his hands. "That's good." I felt relieved.

"GUYS." Ashton's voice was very distinct even though he was behind the locked door. I stood up to unlock it. I soon regretted it because I was now on the floor with three bodies lying on top of me. Luke came running over to help me.

"SORRY WE THOUGHT YOU WERE LUKE." Ashton said sounding out of breath. "Ehh.. it's fine." I told him.

"Luke, we've got sound check." Michael said explaining why they barged in. Luke nodded and grabbed my wrist as all of us headed towards the stage. "Stay. Here." Luke instructed. One of the backstage people gave me a chair next to the stage so I could see them perfectly. Before they went on, the opening act went first, practicing his set which I paid very close attention to. Damn was he hot. I turned around on my chair and asked the first guy I saw.

"Who is that?" I asked Ash.

"Jackson Guthy. Why?"

"He's gorgeous." Ashton's face changed completely. I couldn't really tell what he was showing. "Okay." he responded and walked away. Just as he was walking away, I heard him mumble "fuck," somewhat angrily. What the hell was that?

//

The guys went on stage for the actual concert and I took my seat backstage. The amount of screaming I heard was beyond incredible.

"Hello." I heard someone say. I turned to my side to see Jackson had taken a seat right beside me.

"I. I, uhh. Hi." I choked out. He smirked ever so slightly. "I'm Jackson." 

"I'm aware."

"Ok, Aware. Odd name you have there." The smirk had become visible now. 

"Th-Thanks" I smiled forgetting that wasn't actually my name.

"Would you like to inform me of your real name?" I nodded feeling nervous. 

"It's Izzy." 

"It's perfect." He responded as I just finished my sentence. 

"I'm sorry?" 

"Your name, I mean. It's beautiful." I could feel myself blushing. Thank god it was dark.

"IZZY!" Luke yelled. They were backstage now. "We gave to go back on in about..." He checked his watch. "Thirty seconds. It's the encore so only two songs left." He smiled and gave a confused look to Jackson. They went back on stage and sang their hearts out. I was almost hypnotised by their final set when Jackson started talking to me again.

"Want to get out of here?" He smiled politely.

"I should really stay to watch the rest." I told him.

"You'll see it a million more times. I promise." He took my hand and lead me to his tour bus. I'm sure they'll understand.

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