seven eleven ∞ m.c.

thirteen

the week passed, the four boys week filled with guitars, singing, and drums. they practiced their own song amnesia, then some of their own upbeat songs, and green day songs. today's the day of the wedding, the boys arriving extra early to help set up.

michael's hair is officially black, and wearing a black shirt, and a black blazer top. his pants are skinny jeans, and so are the other boys' pants. ashton matches his with a grey shirt and a black blazer, calum a white button up, and a black blazer unbuttoned, luke, a black shirt, and a black checkered blazer.

lauren hasn't been seen yet, so michael stepped away from the men's room, making his way back out. he sees lauren's gram, her recognizing him almost immediately. "where's lauren?"

"i don't know, im playing with the band." michael's thumb points to the band boys standing behind him. he walks up to them, looking at calum who was tuning his bass guitar. "i can't do this."

"yes you can, michael. play the guitar, and don't look up. only look up when you have to sing, dude don't bail now." calum looks at him in disbelief, wanting to yell in his face.

michael smirks. "let me take your camaro for a drive."

"i already did."

"again, please? and not bugging me."

"fine, just fucking pick your guitar up! we're playing the only reason." calum rushes, ashton going to sit at the drums, luke standing front and center. everyone was sitting at tables, as the guys softly played their music.

michael starts singing, wishing he wasn't. that's when he saw the figure he yearned for, walking beside the bride, in a pink dress. he stopped singing, luke taking the rest of his solo, then moving into the chorus. afterwards calum started, lauren stopping in her spot.

"come on lauren, gram is waiting." michael hears, looking down to pay attention to his guitar. most people were dancing to their music, the bride dancing her way around.

"don't talk let me think it how are we gonna fix this?" Michael stares into lauren's eyes, it being broken off by the bride tapping at his leg. she bends down. "yeah?"

"what is this song? i love it!"

"it's an original song we wrote." michael smiles. "we were hoping someone would ask that, and it's an honor to be asked by the bride herself."

she giggles and blushes. "i want my own cd of your guys' songs!"

lauren was next to storm up by the stage. "why the fuck are you playing music at my sister's wedding?!"

michael continues playing the last notes, music completely stopping so her mother could make an announcement. she hides behind michael, him hop turning around to face her. "you're here, you're going to have to talk to her."

"don't change the fucking subject!"

"stop fucking yelling at me, and listen!" michael retorts back, grabbing her wrist and she was flailing around. "i came to find you, and explain what the hell happened last week."

"i don't want an explaination, i want you gone."

"but your sister loves our music, so i don't think so." ashton chimes in, fixing his fedora. she rolls her eyes, stepping back. michael stares at her, the dress fitting her curves perfectly, making him weak to his knees.

"i-i- we've got to start the next song." michael stutters over his words, feeling randomly nervous. the only thing that went through his mind is what if I love her, is that why I feel like this?

the next song played is amnesia, michael happy calum is singing most of the song, since michael practically choked up.

a/n

partially late for school to update this ahahha NO RAGRETS