Day 6

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I felt something cold and wet on my face and a slight sting after. I just sighed and kept my eyes closed but reached up to slap whoever hit me. I hit someone and they giggled. Ashton.

"Ashton, you asshole. Get me a towel." I mutter rubbing my eyes. I sit up and stretch my arms out. Luke is sitting next to me with whipped cream on his face to. I laugh and use my finger to wipe some off and put it in my mouth.

"Yah, that's the good stuff." I say. They all laugh at me. Ashton comes back in with two towels. "Thanks bæ." I say taking the towel out of his hand. I throw the other one at Luke's face.

After my face has been cleaned I hop on Calum's back and we go down to breakfast. When we walk down Teresa isn't in there but 5 plates of food and a note are.

Sorry I had to leave and pick up Carella from school. I should be back around 12. Belle if you're going over to the boys just leave a note saying that. Good morning boys! The pancakes and sausage are probably cold so you might need to warm them up. Have a good day if I don't see you guys! And Belle make sure you take it.

The note reads. Take what? Does this have to do with what Luke said last night? I don't know. I grab the plates and put them into the oven before pouring OJ into 5 cups. We sit in silence until the microwave rings.

"Guys do you know what I have to take?" I ask. Calum's looks up from his food and then glances at the other boys before nodding. "And it is..?" I ask. Cal shrugs and just keeps eating.

When we're done the boys drag me into the living room. They sit me down and go behind the couch. They pull out a small blue bag. Luke puts it on my lap and sits criss cross in front of me. I carefully open the bag confused as hell. When I take all the paper out there is a VIP pass sitting at the bottom.

"What's this?" I ask. Mikey rolls his eyes. "It's a VIP pass to the art museum." He says. "Oh, well thanks I guess!" I say. Ashton laughs and Luke face palms. "What?!" I ask. Wait, Mikey was being sarcastic. Awkward.

"Then what is it really?" I ask. They are so confusing! Luke flips the pass over and points to the words on the bottom.

VIP pass: 5 Seconds of Summer

"No way." I say putting the pass in Luke's hand. He puts it right back in my hand. "No, this is like a lot of money!" I say handing it to Ashton. He hands it right back. "I can't take this!" I say tossing it to Mikey. He just throws it back.

"Bee it didn't cost us anything! Please we want you to come! Teresa said you have to take it." Luke says crossing his arms. I sigh and look at the pass. It would be cool watching my best friends sing in front of a bunch of screaming girls.

"Fine." I say. They all cheer and jump up. Calum is the first to crush me in a hug. All the boys follow his lead and crush me in a hug.

"Wait, guys when is this?" I ask pushing them off me. "Sunday. We made sure it wasn't Saturday yesterday because your busy on Saturdays." Luke says winking at me. "Aww thanks guys!" I say hugging each of them again.

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After they gave me the pass we went back to the boys room and just hung out playing games and watching TV. I kicked butt at FIFA. I almost kicked Ashton's butt because he said he doesn't like FIFA. Who doesn't like FIFA?! We ordered Chinese food and lounged around for the rest of the night.

"Belle, how come you started crying when I asked about your ex boyfriend? I mean you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Calum asks.

"Um my last boyfriend was abusive. I had been dating Tyler for almost three years. Then last year he started to drink at party's and stuff. One day he came to my house totally wasted so I laid him in my bed and gave him water and stuff. He kept trying to kiss me and stuff so I pushed him off and yelled at him. Then he smacked me hard in the face. He threw the glass onto the ground and pieces flew everywhere. I have a scar right here from a piece of glass." I explain pointing to the c shaped scar right near my ear.

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I listened to Belle's story trying my best not to cry.

"I screamed and started to cry from the pieces of glass that hit me. He slapped me again telling me to shut up. I tried to control my tears so he wouldn't hit me again. I sat in the corner of my room while he sat on my bed. Eventually he passed out. When he fell asleep I left and slept in Carella's room.

The next morning he woke up and didn't remember a single thing that had happened. I was stupid and thought I was so in love with him and that he was so in love with me that he didn't mean it. So I forgave him. It continued until one day I just broke and couldn't pretend it was okay.

When you think you've fallen in love with someone and they hurt you so bad that you never think you'll be able to be fixed it hurts. I felt like a shattered window. You can't fix a shattered window, you have to replace it. Rose was the only one there other than Teresa. I have horrible anxiety and she knew how to handle it. She understands me and that's why it hurts so bad that we are drifting apart." Belle finished her story in tears. I pull her to me and rock her in my arms. She sniffles and rubs her eyes every so often. Michael picks up the guitar from next to the couch and starts singing the chorus of Be Your Everything.

"I'll be your shelter,

I'll be your storm." We all join in.

"I'll make you shiver,

I'll keep you warm.

Whatever weather, baby I'm yours.

I'll be your forever, I'll be your fling, baby I'll be your everything." We sing. I look at Bee the entire time. She is smiling and wiping the tears off her face. This song is kinda a love song but it works in this situation. When we finish she hugs me really tight. I nestle my face into her hair and rock us side to side.

"I love you guys, you know that?" She asks loosening our hug. We all smile and nod. "We love you too, Belle!" Calum says.

We all sat there talking about the concert, her dancing, our tour. Pretty much anything that popped into our minds. I don't even remember going to bed.

QOTD: If I was Jay-Z you'd be my Beyoncé we could rock the nation like they do. If I was Divincci you'd be Mona Lisa paint a smile perfectly on you. And if I was James Dean you could be my Audrey, breakfast at Tiffany's for two.

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