Punks Not Dead! (5sos)

One or the other

I take a bobby pin out of my back pants pocket and grab the pice of hair that has been annoying me for the last 15 minutes, and pin it out of my eyes. I fiddle with my hair, brushing it over the pin I just inserted, twirling my hair around my finger. I look at myself in the mirror of the salon station, I grab a nearby comb and brush it through my long hair. Making sure to eliminate any knots. We're just about to close the shop, and I always like to soak up the last of the benefits of working in a alternative beauty salon. I grab the can of hair spay and coat a light haze onto my freshly styled hair, and notice in the mirror someone looking at me. I glance in the corner of the mirror to see Cyrus perched on his tattooing chair, peering at me with a small smile planted on his pierced face.

"What?" I laugh at his stupid expression through the mirror while still playing around with my hair.

"Nothing....just those guys that came in today" Cyrus said whilst watching me through the mirror.

"What about them?" I said letting a small smile escape onto my lips recalling the two attractive boys from earlier today.

"You got the guys number didn't you?" Cyrus asked me curiously

"Yeah, I got the musclier ones number, the one with the curly hair and dimples. Why?" I said cleaning up the hair station I was at.

"Are you going to call him?" Cyrus asked continuing to stare at me as I clean.

"Most likely" I said simply

"I just... I just want you to be careful, okay?" He said in a serious tone which made me stop suddenly and turn to him.

"What do you mean? Be careful?" I asked turning to face the now serious boy. Cyrus bit his lip, it was visibly obvious he was struggling with what to say.

"I mean, this guy is famous and it could be trouble. Like... What would Jake think?" Cyrus asked jumping off his chair. I froze, his sentence catching me totally of gard. I didn't even stop to think about Jake. What would he think if he knew I got a guys number? This could be bad. I quickly regained myself and looked back up at Cyrus who is waiting for my response.

"I.. Um... Wasn't planning on telling him about this actually." I said realising how my boyfriend might take the news.

"Well, just be careful okay?" Cyrus said with apologetic eyes. "If he takes it the wrong way or anything just call me." Cyrus said enclosing me into a caring embrace. I signed deeply into his chest, thinking about what he's saying. This is why I love Cyrus, he can be like my best guy friend and occasionally hit on me but he can also be like a brother to me. like he is now, loving and caring towards me.

Twenty minutes later the shop was all packed up and I was just about to leave when Cyrus called after me. I turned around flinging my bag over my shoulder.

"Are you coming in tomorrow?" Cyrus asked coming to a stop in front of me.

"Um, yeah I think so? What about you?" I asked

"Yeah, only half a day though. I've only got a client at 11.00 in the morning" Cyrus said smiling

"Okay we'll see you tomorrow!" I said cheerfully waving goodbye. Cyrus quickly waved goodbye before heading bak into the shop as I exited the shopping centre.

All the drive home I was thinking about Jake and Ashton. I've been with Jake for at least 6 months and I guess you could say it's been okay? Sure he can get violent some times but anyone can, He's still caring and nice.But Ashton was caring too, as well as Michael. They just seemed so kind and genuine. And the way they flirted with me and were sweet about it, they made me feel wanted as a woman, and I guess that's something I haven't felt in a while. Who am I kidding? I only just met them, and now I'm going on about them like this? I'm probably just over thinking it. But Ashton did give me his number....

I slowing pull into the driveway of my house, I turn the car off and walk trough the front door turning on the lights as I go. I'm so tired I can't be bothered to have a shower or eat dinner. I sluggishly throw my bag on the couch then throw myself along with it. I just lay there, my energy completely drained from the events today. The screaming girls finally didn't leave until The shop after Ashton and Michael where defiantly gone. After that some crowds still lingered around for hours after. I let out a tired sigh before peeling myself off the couch and down the hallway towards my bedroom that I shared with my boyfriend of 6 months Jake. He moved in with me after his roommate kicked him out a few months ago, and I'm really happy we've moved up to this stage in relationship. As I walked into my bedroom I noticed that there was no one in the bed, it was empty. Jakes probably out clubbing with his mates or something. He's been doing that A lot lately. I quickly shook the thoughts out of my head then quickly changed into my PJ's and hopped into bed then a few moments later slowly drifting off into sleep with Michael and Ashton on playing on my mind.