Best Friends? Or Something More? (S.M.)

Chapter 19

Alli's P.O.V.

The next morning, I wake up to a peck on the cheek. I groan reluctantly, not in the mood to wake up and face the day.

"Babe, time to wake up!" Shawn coos softly.

"Babe?" I smile, finally opening my eyes. "That's new. I like it."

He chuckles to himself before walking to the bathroom to get dressed. I look to my right and notice Mickey's not in her bed. A small part of me says I should go look for her, but I ignore that part. If she wants to push me away, fine. She can't expect me to go crawling after her all the time.

I remember that today is the second day of Magcon and sigh. I love being here and all, but I can't help but feel a tiny bit left out. Everyone here has such an amazing talent, from singing to comedy to dj-ing. I danced competitively at home, but that's not nearly enough to entertain the kind of crowds that this tour has. I'm snapped out of my daze as Shawn walks out in a red Magcon hoodie and jeans.

"What? No flannel?" I tease.

"Haha. Very funny." I giggle, then go get dressed.

Mickey's P.O.V.

****Earlier that morning****

I wake up and immediately look at my clock. 2:18, I groan. This whole Shawn and Alli thing is making me restless. I know I won't be able to sleep without talking to someone. I've always been girl who needs to talk through all her problems. Careful not to wake up Shawn and Alli, I get out of bed and start to leave, not knowing where I expect to end up.

Before I do, I glance at the peaceful couple. They are so cute; laying with her back to his chest, his arms wrapped around her waist, his face nuzzled into her neck, a slight smile poised on her face. It'll be a shame to see the two come to an end. I creep out of the room and head towards Nash and Cam's. Nash opens the door after three knocks.

"Mickey! Why are you here so late?"

"Can't sleep. Did I wake you up?"

"Nope. All the guys are here, and we never went to sleep. What's bothering you?"

"You know, I'm kind of having a rough few days," I raise my eyebrows hoping he gets the message.

"Your period?"

"No!" I smack his arm. The ignorance of the entire male species. "It's the whole Josh thing."

"Oh. Do you wanna talk?" I nod. "Then come in."

"What about the guys?"

"They can keep a secret." I follow him into the room where the guys are scattered on the floor. Candy, chips, and soda are in various states of being full as they lie scattered across the rooms. I pick up a bag of sour patch kids as I venture further into the room.

"Hey Mickey! What are you doing here?" Taylor asks.

I take a seat on the floor to join them. "I couldn't sleep."

"So you came to Nash?" Matt questions.

"Yeah." I notice all the guys are smirking. "It's not like that idiots." I get chuckles in reply.

"So why can't you sleep?" Cam asks. "Wait! Is it because of that person?"

"What person?" I reply.

"You know, the one who's threatening you?"

I only look down in response. The citric acid covering the candy stings the cuts by my fingernails. I wince a little, probably making this all seem much worse.