Chapter 8- Awake All Night

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Instead of counting sheep, I count the stars within your eyes

I wish that I could sleep, but those stars are way too bright

It's all about you, with or without you, if it wasn't I'd be fine

But the thing is, everything is, and I'll be awake all night.

I sat in the middle of a random row in a random chair as I played random songs on one of the guy's acoustic guitar.

"What ya playin?" Ashton asked from behind me.

"Trying to play Awake All Night by Cody Simpson but I can't change quick enough"

"Afraid I can't help you there. I don't really know the song"

"I didn't expect you to," I smiled and tried again. "Fuck," I cursed once I hit a wrong string.

"Can I hear the other bits?"

"Uh..." I said then played the bits I'd mastered.

He listened then watched in awe as I played; "you're way better than I am," he smiled.

"Bet I'm not"

"Nah you are," he laughed. "Are you ever going to tell me what really happened to your cheek?" he asked.

"Luke never told you guys how we met did he?"

"He met you at the station"

"There's more to the story"

"What is it?"

"He pulled me back"

"What?"

"I went to jump and he pulled me back"

"Why did you want to jump?"

"Life"

"You needed gummy bears. Gummy bears fix everything"

"They do don't they?" I laughed and he chuckled.

He climbed over the seats and sat next to me. I smiled at him as I looked at him and he smiled back.

"Can I try something?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied in a daze like state.

He placed his hand on my cheek and started caressing my cheek. We slowly leaned closer and closer until a big BANG made us jump.

"Oh shit! Ashton was making a move," Calum shouted as he stood next to the other boys.

Michael and Calum started laughing but Luke looked unamused, "we have to practice," Luke told Ashton.

"Have fun being bored," Ashton laughed.

"Thanks," I smiled and tried to play again.

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"We should play truth or dare," Calum suggested as we were all lazily spread across the couch area.

"Kay but you're first," I smiled and continued looking at my Twitter feed.

"Brooklyn, truth or dare?"

"I'll start with truth," I smiled.

"What kind of guys are you into?"

"Ever since I was a pre-teen I've had this thing for blonde guys with blue eyes and I used to be obsessed with braces but I've grown out of that. Um...I like a guy who can play guitar and is punk rock but can still show emotion," I answered. "Calum...truth or dare?"

"Dare," he smiled proudly.

"Level of difficulty?"

"Extreme," he smirked.

"Sorry Mike. I dare you to kiss Mike"

"What? Why did you drag me into this?" he whined.

"At least it wasn't pash"

 "Pash?"

"Like make out ish," I clarified.

He groaned, "don't be such a big baby," Calum told him the leaned in quickly and pecked his lips.

"Why did you choose me?" Michael asked after he'd wiped his lips.

"Malum for life," I shrugged.

"Luke...truth or dare?" Calum asked.

"Truth I guess"

"You're no fun. Would you ever do Brooklyn?"

His face seemed to go even paler, "I...uh"

"Luke just say yes or no," I told him.

"Yes," he blurted out. 

"Thank you," I smiled and he nervously laughed.

"Mike truth or dare?"

"Dare," he smirked.

"Message a friend and tell them you want to have sex"

"Easy," he said brushing it off.

He frantically typed away then showed us the message he sent.

Kitty Kat

I've been into you for a while and wanted to know if you wanted to sleep together?

I laughed along with the boys, "time for damage control," he smiled obviously telling her it was a dare.

"Ash," he said after he set his phone down. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare"

"Level?"

"Extreme"

"I dare you to give Brooklyn a hicky"

I latterly choked on air, "excuse me?" I asked with wide eyes.

"C'mon, 's not that bad"

"Fine but please not on my neck," I sighed moving my hair out of the way and tilted my head to the side.

He sat behind me and sucked on my collarbone violently and nipped slightly. It took about a minute or so then he blew a bit of cold air on it and sat back in his seat. I ran my fingertips across the now bruising area lightly and winced.

"You did a good job," I laughed. 


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