Michael

Ezra

---back in the car---

"So, are we taking you home?" Mika asked Ezra whom was sitting next to Fortune with there hands together once again. Ezra shook his head 'no.' "Okay, well then are you coming back to the hotel with us?"

Ezra looked towards Fortune and nodded. "Is that alright?" he asked Fortune.

"Of course," Fortune blushed.

"Once again, you two are weird." Mika said as he sent Fortune a text.

"You know that he is 17, right?" (Mika)

"Yes?" (Fortune)

"You're going to get in trouble Fortune." (Mika)

Fortune didn't respond to Mika's text and gave Ezra a forced smile and detached their hands leaving Ezra confused.

"What's wrong?" Ezra whispered to Fortune.

"Nothing." Fortune responded crossing his arms.

They arrived back at the hotel and headed up to Mika's room in silence.

Fortune kept his head down standing in the opposite side of the elevator as Ezra starred at him wondering what he did or said. "Maybe you should just take me home," Ezra said with a shakey voice.

"I don't have time to. I need to change and head to a photo shoot and an interview. I mean if you want to take a cab I'll pay for you, but like I said I don't have time to run to your house and back." Mika replied to Ezra as they exited the elevator.

"Maybe I'll just call my dad," Ezra said in his shakey voice following Mika and Fortune.

"Do whatever you want," Fortune snapped at Ezra.

"Fortune! What's wrong with you?" Mika snapped back at Fortune.

Ezra took off back to the elevator with his backpack in hand. Mika ran after Ezra as Ezra kept pushing the elevator down button trying to make it open fast. "Leave me alone Mika," Ezra cried not looking at him.

"Ezra, let me take you home," Mika got into the elevator with Ezra.

Ezra's phone began to ring. "It's my dad," he looked down.

"Are you going to answer it?" Mika asked staring at Ezra's phone. Ezra kept his head down and shook it, 'no.' "Okay, well we better hurry." Ezra nodded as they hurried to the car.