I Hate Clichès

Meeting the band and When the pregnant lady calls

At first in too shocked to move. Then I remember where I am and why I came here. I remember that Calum, Ashton, Michael and Luke are probably watching Tyler and I, so I plaster a fake smile on my face and wave.

"Hey, Tyler."

His eyes widen before he pinches his arm. "I'm not dreaming." He mumbles.

I laugh lightly and walk towards him. "Are you-"

Before I say anything I'm lifted off my feet and pulled into a tight hug. I don't waste anytime before hugging him back, missing his warmth and comfort. He still smells the same, like burnt sugar and aftershave. He even looks the same, but not quite so at the same time. There's small dark stubble on his chin, his brown eyes now look brighter, I notice he has more muscles and he looks like he's lost weight. To anyone else he probably looks healthy, but I know better.

Calum clears his throat behind us and almost immediately Tyler let's go of me, blushing and smiling. I smooth my shirt down and giggle.

"What's going on here?" Calum frowns, eyeing Tyler suspiciously.

Why is he frowning- oh! Then I remember. Quickly I step in.

"Tyler and I have already met, he was my best friend since we were in diapers." I smile shyly, looking up and seeing him sigh in relief.

"Yeah, sorry for the confusion, mate." Tyler apologises. He looks down at me, still smiling. "I have to go, Natty. I'll call you later, we have a lot to catch up on." I can tell the last past has more meaning than he's putting on.

I nod and watch as he leaves the room.

"Why didn't you tell me about you and Tyler?" Calum asks, raising his eyebrows.

I shrug. "I didn't know he would be here. I'm sorry about that, guys."

Calum smiles and leans in before whispering in my ear. "You can make it up to me later, love. I have a few ideas in mind."

I blush profusely and smack his arm. Turning around I face the boys with a grin. "Is he always this....."

"Annoying." Luke smiles.

"Idiotic." Ashton smirks.

"Horny." Michael laughs, knowningly. "Yes, he is."

"Geez, guys. Way to make me feel loved." Calum smiles sarcastically, before glaring at the boys.

We all break out laughing, and even Calum cracks a smile. Luke walks over, pinching his cheeks. Calum's swats his hands away.

"Aw, come on Cal. You know we love you." Luke grins, biting his lip ring, a habit I know notice he does a lot.

"Speak for yourself." Ashton giggles.

At this I laugh again and turn to Michael, hoping to get to know this neon-haired boy. "Aren't you the one who loves video games?"

Michael nods eagerly with a grin on his face. "Yup, that's me. Do you play?"

"Sort of, the only game I know how to play is FIFA." I say, shrugging lightly.

I hear them gasp as I raise my eyebrows. Luke, Ashton, Calum and Michael all look a little shocked but pleased at the same time.

"What?" I question, blushing under their gaze, because let's face it, who wouldn't blush when four incredibly hot boys are staring at you?

Walking over to Calum, Michael smirks. "Better be careful with your girl, I might just take her away."

Scoffing, Calum punches him lightly and chuckles.