Only Ones Who Know

Like It Used To Be

DISCLAIMER: smut.

Alex's POV:

I looked at myself in the mirror once again before heading out of the tour bus, where the lads were waiting for me to go to the party. I had to admit Izzy knew how to do her job very fucking well, because I couldn't help but think I looked amazing. I had my doubts as regards changing my typical Chelsea boots for loafers, but Izzy had insisted so much that I'd ended up caving, and I was loving my new shoes. Talking about Izzy, I threw one last look towards the door to the studio, where she had been locked in since we fought. I supposed she was getting herself dressed as well, so I heaved in a sigh and simply walked out, joining the lads outside.

"Where's McCarthey?" Matt asked when he saw me.

"In the studio" I barely replied, lighting up a cigarette and leaning against the bus.

"And... you're not going to go for her?" Matt continued, and I only shook my head at him. "Fuck, could you be acting more like a total dick right now?"

"Excuse me?" I inquired, perking my eyebrows up at him. "I wasn't the one who started this whole thing. For all I know, you could have tried stopping Izzy from stripping, but none of you dared to say a word"

"Are you still insisting on that?" Matt questioned tiredly.

"You should have never let her do that" I spat, looking away from the lads' reproachful faces.

"Who else is with me and thinks Alex is being a total dick?" Matt announced, right before Nick and Jamie raised their hands.

"Fuck off" I hissed, folding my arms over my chest.

"You're acting like a kid" Jamie blurted.

"And what do you know?" I retorted.

"Well, do you see Izzy here with you?" Jamie kept on, making me fall dead silent. No, she wasn't here with me, not even when I'd told her so many times that I loved her. What the fuck was I doing wrong?

"You need to start doing things right, mate" Nick suggested.

"I thought I was doing it when I let her win at poker" I protested.

"You were, it's just... Izzy was too drunk to realize what she was doing" Nick cheered. "We know your intentions weren't bad. In fact, Izzy should notice that as well"

"Well, looks like she hasn't yet" I answered, taking a drag of my cigarette.

"Everything alright, boys?" We turned to see Mark standing in front of us, dressed smartly like all of us were.

"Yeah, we were just waiting for Izzy" Matt commented.

"Okay" Mark nodded. "The limousines are on their way"

"There she is" Jamie signalled, patting my arm to make me spin to see Izzy. I shot him a questioning look at first, but noticed his eyes where as big as the moon. When I finally glanced at Izzy and saw her strutting her way towards us, I couldn't help but let my eyes open just as much Jamie's.

"Wow" I heard Nick gasping behind me. "God have mercy on my soul"

"Seriously, I can't believe how good McCarthey looks nowadays" Jamie mumbled.

"Go for your girl, mate" Matt elbowed me in the ribs. "Looks like your fashion princess has been promoted to fucking queen" My cigarette fell out of my hands, and I didn't even care. I could only stare at Izzy like a sheer fool, admiring how her tight pink velvety dress stuck to her body and let her long skinny legs show. She looked fucking ravishing. I shook my head to wake myself up, feeling my mouth dry from having it opened for so much, but before I could speak up, Mark stepped in first.