Secret Idol Life

Is He On To Me?

   When I woke up, The dream I had felt so real. I lifted my blanket up feeling something wet at my pants, I didn't expect to have a wet dream of Holland.
(Authors Note; please refer to the SMUT chapter to understand)
   Of all people it had to be the moodiest member, but on the bright side this dream just gave me an idea of a new fanfic to write of me and Walker.I quickly grabbed my computer, and started to type. My fingers ran through the keyboards.
   'Walker comes close and grabs Joon by his waist,holding him tightly, he whispered something that Joon couldn't grasp. They then ended up banging on the bed, the sofa, and even in the studio.'
   I was about to finish up but I heard a knock on my door, but I thought if I ignored it, the person knocking would think I was sleeping and would go away. So I just continued typing onto the computer.
  "What are you doing?", Holland whispered into my ears staring at the computer.
  I quickly closed my computer and blushed like crazy, how did I not hear his footsteps!
  "What was that? Were u writing?", Holland asked me.
   I shouldn't tell him that I write fan fictions of me and Walker doing stuff together. What if he tells on me? The most scariest thing is leaving this group.
  "I was reading a book online because..I love to read", I hope he isn't on to me.
  "What kind of book? But it looked like you were typing?", Holland asked.
   "It was a fantasy book, about a.. beautiful fairy and a great little beanie boo..Also I was just commenting on the book I was reading",I said.
   I realized that I couldn't run away because of the wet dream I had and my pants were still wet. So all I could do was hope he leaves soon.
  "What did u comment on the book?",He asked once again. Him asking so many questions was really staring to piss me off.
  "Okay! That's enough questions! It's my turn, why the fudge sticks are you in my room?!", I yelled but not loud for everyone in the household to hear me.
   "... dang no need to have ur d in a bunch, I just came to make sure u were up because we have to leave soon", Holland told me.
  "What time?", I asked.
   "At 6:27am"
   I turned to the nightstand that held my phone on top of it and grabbed my phone.
   "WHAT!", I yelled. Once again not loud enough for others to hear me.
"Why are you yelling?"
"Get out!" I whisper yelled.
"Why? What's going on?"
"It's almost 6:20!" I replied. "Now get out!"
Holland didn't move he just stared at me. Is he on to me about the computer situation?
20 minutes later...