Perri and Mitch- the sixth book special to series 'Perri and Me' about Perri Kiely.

Chapter 2 Part 2

I don't really know why Pel's so angry over a stupid duet. Part of me wants to find him and shout in his face but the other half just wants to go to sleep. I've not had sleep- in ages.

Gina finds me and gives me a hug.

"That was soo good!" She screams.

I'm so happy that it's the interval and I can rest before my last dance with the Banjo's and Pel which is going to be well awkward.

"Do you know how many instagram posts there are of you two already?" She sighs. "You and Mitch- honestly.....it took my breath away."

I just walk past Gina blankly, my body feeling so weak and I think I might just faint of exhaustion. Danielle is talking to Mitch further down the wing.

"You were both spectacular! I already have thousands of tweets about it..." She beams.

When she sees me, she hugs me. Mitch smiles. Then his phone rings and he picks it up. Kim. I'm just standing there, waiting for him to finish.

"So...are you okay now?" He says, shouting over all the noise.

He presses the phone to his ear, anxious. I love the way his eyebrows go when he concentrates? What am I saying....

"Okay..." He says. "Kim, I've got to go. I love you. See you soon. Bye."

He sighs when he's off the phone.

"She threw up.." He says. "It's okay, Nat's sister is staying with her till she comes to London...are you okay?"

"I hope that she's okay..." I say, changing the subject.

"She's fine. She's not due for a couple of weeks..." He says.

"The duet-" I say.

"It was good, yeah..." He interupts. "Maybe it was a little too good. Everyone's talking about it. How we should be a couple. It's kind of ridiculous."

I force a smile.

We're both dressed in white. I stare at him for a while.

White.

It really brings out his eyes.

"Are you okay?" He says again, softer.

"Can we just go into your dressing room?" I ask.

He nods and thank God it's not a long walk.

Immediately we get in, he closes the door behind us and I find a chair and collaspe on it.

"I'm sooo tired..." I say, trying not to cry.

"You're going to have to change soon for your dance-"

"Mitch..." I sigh. "I can't. I can't do it. I can't dance."

"Shh..." He says, sitting beside me now. "It's okay."

"I can't even see properly..." I moan.

Everything aches. I'm exhausted.

My eyes start to close.

"Amber.....no...." Mitch whispers.

I lay back down on the chair but he pulls me up again.

"Keep awake." He says. "Do it......do it for me."

He has one hand around my back, keeping me up. My eyes start to close again but he talks me out of it.

"Not joking, Amber." He says. "You need to do this...."

He helps me stand up to my feet.

"Get changed, yeah?" He says. "I'll make you cofee with fifteen sugar cubes after I get dressed..."