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Charlottes POV

"Thanks guys you have been awesome and we've been .."

"Shit." Calum interrupted luke and i laughed as the whole crowd joined in by screaming.

"Oh cheers calum! I was going to say 5 seconds of summer..." Luke laughed into his microphone.

"Anyway guys! We've been 5sos and you've been you! We love you guys!" Ashton shouted and the crowd screamed back.

These guys are great.

"That was awesome!" Ashton ran off stage towards me.

"You guys rocked!" I shouted back at him and high fived him.

"Cheers!" He patted my back.

"Ew drummer boy get a shower!" I pushed him off me and giggled like a little girl.

"Will do love!" he laughed before jogging off towards his dressing room.

"Hey char!" Calum was stood smiling at me.

Urgh I love that smile.

"Hey! You rocked by the way." I said shyly

"Thanks babe.." he said then hugging me.

"You stink!" I laughed but I still meant it.

"I smell like a man!" He banged his chest like a gorilla making me burst out laughing.

"Get in the shower I'll be around when you get out!" I ordered him.

"Yes miss!" He scurried off down to the dressing room.

I sat back down on my chair and looked down at my converse.

"We have the same shoes.." I looked up to see who was dragging me away from my thoughts.

"Oh hey Luke.." I nodded my head at him like I was some gangsta or Summit.. I don't know. I'm tired it's been a pretty eventful day..

"Hey charlie!" He smiled and pulled up a chair.

"Charlie?" I questioned him no one ever calls me Charlie.

"Yeah! I decided that's my nickname for you! Ashton calls you lottie, Calum calls you char. So I'm going to call you Charlie!" he had thought this through..

"Haha okay?!" I laughed at his plan for my new nickname.

"You love it!"

"Sure I do!" I said sarcastically

He punched my arm, not hard but it still hurt a bit

"Ow!"

"Aw I'm sorry." he hugged me.

"Ew Luke you stink of sweat."

"Perks of being in a band?"

he laughed, his laugh was so beautiful. I could listen to it all day.

"Right! okay I'll go shower!" he stood up and began walking off

"Bye charlie!" he screamed before going through the backstage door.

Now I really was left alone. I got bored of being at the side of stage so I went back stage towards the dressing room.

I waked down the corridor smiling at all the people running round with clip boards and walkie-talkies.

I was stood outside their dressing room door. Should I go in?

"You going to stand there all day?" A voice spoke from behind me.

Mike was leaning against the white-washed, stone wall with one foot on the wall and his arms folded.

"No. I was looking for you to make sure okay after tonight."

I lied I didn't know what else to say..

"Yeah I'm fine.." He shrugged.

"Why you out here?" I quizzed him, people say the best time to get answers is when someone is drunk.

"Because.. The lads don't want me in there. They said they 'needed space from me' it's bullshit"

He used air quotations for ' needed space from me'. I can understand where the boys are coming from, I could do with some space from mike.

"Have you had anything to eat? in hungry..."

"There is a café that serves food here.. We can go if you want?" He took his leg off the wall and stood straight. Mannn he's tall.

"Yeah awesome I'll just grab my bag.." I turned to face the dressing room door.

"Er no need i'll pay.."

"You sure?" I span round to face him again.

"Yeah.. come on let's go!" He reached out for my hand but i pulled away.

"I'm still mad at you." I spoke flatly.

"Oh for fucks sake not you as well.." He stopped walking and stood over me.

"You've not said sorry for hitting me or what you said to me.." I stuck out my bottom lip and pulled at the bottom of my shirt and messed with the hem.

Mike sighed before speaking. "Look. I'm sorry.."

"That's an improvement." I started walking again..

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"What do you want?" Mike asked me when we walked into the cafeteria.

"Chips and gravy please!"

I really could do with some right now.

"Gravy?" He looked at me like I had just asked for dog shit.

"Yes?" I pushed him towards the counter.

"One portion Chips and gravy and some chips." He handed over some French euros and sat down at a table.

"Thankyouuuuu!" I smiled at him.

"It's a pleasure." He returned a smile.

It went silent because I was too busy eating my food. It was one of the only things I have eaten today.

"You have a really cute smile." Michael was staring at me.

This has just got awkward.

"Thanks" I said with a full mouth. so it sounded more like fanks.

"You're welcome." He laughed at me.

"We have to get back to them now." I said putting my jacket back on.

"You're in a rush. Am I that bad to be with?"

"No comment!" I teased.

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