sing with me || mgc

twenty seven

chapter twenty seven:-

stella's pov:-

"michael, the show's starting in two minutes! you need to leave!"

"i don't wanna leave you!" michael complained.

he didn't want to go out to perform. and now, we've been arguing for ten minutes.

"michael, i'm not leaving, i promise," i started. "but the fans are waiting outside. you can't let them down."

he looked at me, not saying a word.

"i'll be here, watching you perform." i smiled.

"fine." he groaned. "i'm happy you're here." he hugged me.

"i'm glad i'm here too." i hugged him back. "good luck with your show!"

"thanks, love." he kissed my cheek.

"good luck, you guys!" i wished the others good luck.

"thank you stel!" they all replied in unison.

"let's go!" ashton yelled and ran outside the stage.

people started screaming as soon as he was outside.

the show went on, and i just listened to them, recorded a few songs, but it was the best thing ever. i've been to their show once, but it gets better every single time.

"everybody calm down!" michael said through the mic.

i walked closer and looked outside, feeling confused.

"this song, is one of my girlfriend's favorites," michael said. "right now, we'll be singing wrapped around your finger, but we're not singing it again!"

the crowd started screaming, and i just stared at them, with my mouth in an 'O' shape. he remembers my favorite song, he remembers what we sang together the first time we met.

this time, i didn't pull out my phone to record it. i didn't need to record this to remember it, i knew that i'd always remember this moment.

"throwing rocks at your window, at midnight," michael sang, turning to the side and looking at me. "you met me in your backyard that night, in the moonlight you looked just like an angel in disguise, my whole life seemed like a postcard."

he smiled at me, and i smiled back. i didn't know what to do, or say to him when he gets here. but i definitely knew that he makes me happy, and that i never want to lose him.

"stella, that's so cute!" emily started shaking me, but i ignored her for now.

i listened to luke's vocals, he has the perfect voice. i loved listening to his voice live.

michael stared at me the whole time, until the song was over. everybody started screaming and clapping while i just stood there, not knowing what to do.

they had two more songs to perform, i had to wait for michael to get here so i could thank him. i pulled out my phone so i could record the last two songs, she looks so perfect and youngblood. i had to film the punk jump, because i missed them doing that.

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"that was awesome, you guys!" i smiled at them, pulling them all in a hug, even though they were really sweaty.

"you guys need to take a shower." gabi laughed.

"yeah, i think so." calum smiled at her.

"come on, we'll take a shower and go to the movies?" michael looked at all of us.

"yes!"

"yeah, sure!"

"that's great!"

since everyone agreed to go to the movies, we started heading to the hotel so the boys could take a shower.

they had two bathrooms, so two boys had to take a shower while the other two had to wait. michael and calum went in first, while luke and ashton waited outside.

"so, stella," ashton started. "did you and michael talk?"

"not really," i answered. "yesterday, we just spent the whole day cuddling. i guess we're gonna talk today."

"good." he sighed. "i hope he doesn't feel upset again when you leave."

"let's not think about that, i still have six days to spend with you guys." i smiled at him.

"yeah, the best six days ever!" luke yelled.

i laughed at him and picked up my phone, unlocking it and scrolling through instagram. a few seconds later, michael and calum came out, fully dressed while ashton and luke walked in to shower.

"be quick!" michael yelled.

"you took your time!" luke yelled back and slammed the door shut.

i laughed at them.

"idiots," i muttered.

michael, calum, gabi, emily and i sat in silence, scrolling through our phones and not saying a word to each other.

"hey," michael whispered in my ear.

"what's up?" i answered, looking up at him, since my head was on his lap.

"can we talk when we get back from the movies?" he asked me.

"of course." i gave him a small smile. "is something wrong?"

"no, no," he said. "everything is great actually."

"alright."

i went back to my phone and continued scrolling through instagram, michael locked his phone and stared at mine, staring at my instagram with me, while playing with my hair.

i wasn't even paying attention to half of these posts. i was thinking, what did michael want to say? is he going to break up with me? is he going to tell me he loves me? i had no idea, and i was kind of worried..

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