Friends.Just Friends.(Michael Clifford.)

Chapter 4.

We went back to his hotel room,and he got a pass,and put it around my neck.

"We're on in Wembley,from eight until ten to nine.Go to the main entrance,and show them this and you'll be shown to our dressing room,and I'll be on stage so wait there for a while,and we'll be back and I'll introduce you to the other guys."

I nodded,and took it off from around my neck and into my purse.

"So,um,I'll see you later?"I asked.He nodded,and pulled me in for a hug.Even though his arms were bare,his hugs were so warm and they made me feel so safe.I pulled back,and then nodded at him.

"See you later,alligator,"I mumbled.He chuckled,looking down at the ground with a smile on his face.

"In a while,crocodile."

Michaels P.O.V.

She left the room,and I fell back onto the bed,with my hand up to my head.She was so beautiful,so graceful.She was funny too,and she seemed to listen,seemed to care.

I heard a knock on my door,and hoped it was her,saying she had forgotten her purse or something.I got up,and walked over to the door,unlocking it.It was Calum.

"Hey,"I said,stepping to the side to let him in.I hadn't told any of the lads where I was going after the interview,so I assumed he was there on behalf of the other 3/4 of the band.

"Hi,"he mumbled.I knew he was missing his sister,because as soon as we were leaving England,she was coming over to write music.The one thing I learned about being in a band was,distance was a bitch and obviously wanted us all to be fucked up.He sat down on one of the chairs,and looked at me,as I sat down on the ground.

"What were you doing?"he asked me.I scoffed,moving my shoulders up a bit.

"Nothing.Why?"I asked him.I was the worst liar in the history of liars,so he smiled.

"I was walking to your room,and I saw that DJ from the club walking from the direction of your room."

I cursed under my breath,and then looked at him.He knew something was going on.

"Tell me,"he said.I shook my head.

"It's nothing,she's just a friend."

He smiled.

"She's hot,"he said.I fell back onto the bed,and groaned.

Why did she have to be seen by the Asian one.

Iris's P.O.V

I walked home,and got changed into some jeans and some jumper.On the way out of Mikes hotel room,I saw Calum,the supposed Asian one.His eyes travelled up and down my body as I walked past him.He gave off bad vibes.Not much of a bad boy,but just bad vibes.It was like he wasn't someone to get on the wrong side of.I got the bus to Wembley,and then saw the massive line.

"Woah,"I muttered,as I walked off the bus.I thanked the bus driver,and got into line.When I reached the ticket machine,I showed the pass and got taken off to some dressing room.I felt really guilty,because all those fans had payed money for those tickets,and I'd known Mike for ....

Two days.

I took out my phone,and went through twitter.

'Who is she?'

'Update:girl with blonde hair backstage'

'DJ Green is at Wembley'

I sighed,and put my phone away.There was a TV in the room,so I watched their performance.

"Damn,"I muttered.They were good.Like,really good.I was just sitting on a table,captivated by their performence when I heard a knock on the door.I turned around,and saw Mr.Harry Styles.I smiled.He knew me to see,and I knew him.

"Hey Harry,how are you?"I asked.He smiled,walking up to me.I hugged him,and he hugged me back.

"I'm fine.I haven't seen you in a while,"he said.I smiled,pulling back from his embrace.

"You never come to the club anymore,Haz."

He sighed,nodding.

"HARRY,WE'RE ON STAGE IN TWO MINUTES.GET YOUR ARSE OVER HERE,"someone exclaimed.I smiled,and hit his arm.

"I'll see you later,"I told him.He nodded,and walked out of the room.5SOS walked off stage,and then I felt a sudden wave of panic.

I shouldn't be here.

They don't like me.

I'm not going t-

"Hey Iris,"a friendly voice interrupted my thoughts.I looked up,and saw Mike,and his three band members.I smiled,and walked over to him.He introduced me to his band members,and then we all sat down.

"You's were amazing,"I said.Ashton smiled.

"Thanks.Your set last night was off the rails.I mean,you're only seventeen so how are you allowed to do that?"he asked.I blushed,as I did usually.

"I finished school when I was fifteen,and I was classed as an adult,"I mumbled.He giggled,and we chatted some more.That Calum guy seemed a really dark person.

I got up to go to the bathroom,and as I walked out,I felt a figure behind me.I turned around and it was Calum.I smiled,but he pushed me up to the wall.

"Listen,blondie,Michael is gonna leave you the first chance he gets,"he growled.I shook my head,feeling pity for him.

"We're not together,we're just friends,and I need personal space,Asian boy,"I said,pushing him off me.I knew how to deal with guys like him.He continued to pester me.

"Look,go away.I can't see why you're like this.I haven't done anything.I DJ.Nothing more,"I told him.He smirked.

"Really?Because if you're free tonight..."he muttered.I looked at him,my eyes deceiving my actions.I kneed him in the balls,and then walked into the bathroom,feeling pretty chuffed.

I kicked Calum Hood in the balls.

I checked twitter,and saw Calums most recent tweet.

'Girls have hard knees that knee you in the balls.'

And I knew we were mutuals.

Hey guys,sorry I haven't updated in ages.Family problems and stuff,and school.

SChool.

SCHool.

SCHOol.

SCHOOl.

SCHOOL.

I hate school.

But anyways,I'll probably update every two days?I dunno.Most likely.Vote and comment,if you want to.

I'm not telling you what to do,because you're punk rock and all that :)