-Kyra's POV-
We've been here for well over 5 hours, and in that time, Cara and I had successfully completed my song. Cara was going mad on her phone; tweeting every single time we move the slightest inch and posting selfies of us doing random faces on Instagram and Facebook, even putting one or two on Twitter and adding the guys' Twitter names, a tiny part of her hoping they would see it. When she wasn't typing keyboard trash at a gif of Calum laughing, Cara was practically staring onto Luke's soul, which creeped me out a little.
Out of lack of other things to do, I found myself watching the buys as they all interacted with the fans that excitedly gushed about how amazing they were- I even saw Ashton get up and hug a girl at one point. As Michael is the first one at the table, he is usually sitting around for about a minute while the other guys talk to the fans that are in front of them, and I noticed that in that minute, Michael was always on his phone.
"Mike is looking at the #5SOSM&G tag- What. Is. Life." So that is what he's doing..
A sudden eruption of high pitched screams nearly threatened to burst my eardrums into smithereens and it was only then brought to my attention that Michael wasn't in his seat anymore and girls around me were going absolutely batshit crazy.
"Well, hello there." I looked to my left to find Michael standing there, a warm smile never leaving his lips.
"I- er- um- hey?" Fuck sake, great job there Kyra.
"I hear you've written a song?" I held my breath. How does he even know?
"Yeah.." I trailed off, the actual situation not really processing in my head.
"Come with me." I furrowed my eyebrows but didn't have any time to voice my confusion as Michael grabbed my hand and started to drag me back in the direction of the stage.
He lead me up the couple of steps and placed me beside him, he had the microphone in his left hand while his right still held mine.
"You're gunna sing it for all of us, yeah?" Michael's soft voice spoke carefully close to my ear, to be sure that no one else could hear. My eyes widened.
"Oh- I- um- I- okay.." I stuttered again and blushed as Michael laughed quietly to himself.
"You've got this, don't worry." I took the encouragement he gave and accepted the microphone from his hand before taking a deep breath and smiling, showing him that I was as ready as I could be.
"Hey um, I'm Kyra-" I started nervously once Michael left my side and returned back to his seat behind the table. I looked out into the crowd of girls to see my sister, a huge smile on her face. Cara interrupted me.
"Woo! go Kyra!"
"Yeah woo, it's me." I said sarcastically, scolding her with a pointed look.
"Anyway this is my song, it's called 'Don't Hold Your Breath'..and I hope..you like it?" I said quietly, not really enjoying this a lot.
You can't touch me now
There's no feeling left
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
What you did to me boy I can't forget
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
I started off quieter as I was nervous as hell. Some cheers of encouragement from the crowd made me smile.
I was under your spell for such a long time
couldn't break the chains
You played with my heart
tore me apart with all your lies and games
It took all the strength I had
but I crawled up on my feet again
Now you're trying to lure me back
but no those days are gone my friend
I loved you so much
then I thought someday that you could change
But all you brought me was a heart full of pain
You can't touch me now
There's no feeling left
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
What you did to me, boy I can't forget
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
Don't hold your breath
I was worried about you
but you never cared about me none
You took my money
and I knew that you, you could kill someone
I gave you everything but nothing was ever enough
You were always jealous over such crazy stuff
You can't touch me now
There's no feeling left
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
What you did to me, boy I can't forget
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
Don't hold your breath
Move on, don't look back
I jumped off a train running off the tracks
Love is gone, face the facts
A bad movie ends and the screen fades to black
What you did to me, boy I can't forget
If you think I'm coming back
You can't touch me now
There's no feeling left
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
What you did to me, boy I can't forget
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
You can't touch me now
There's no feeling left
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
What you did to me, boy I can't forget
If you think I'm coming back
Don't hold your breath
I don't know why but I felt emotional, Daniel deserved to be locked up, but he was my first and only love. I can't just forget about him. This song was basically me saying that enough is enough, that I wouldn't let him harm me anymore than he already has. I wiped away the few tears that fell and smiled as Michael came bounding towards me, telling me how great I was and that he loved it. I returned the microphone and left the stage, back into the crowd.
We were waiting for around 2 more hours before they were down to the last 5 girls, and I was surprised to see that they took the time to talk to them properly- not that they didn't with everyone else but since it was a lot quieter, I guess it is easier to hold a proper conversation. Cara was on YouTube, looking up 5SOS related videos- of course. She gasped slightly and shoved her phone in my face which made me nearly choked on the gum I was chewing, There was a video of me singing today, with the title 'Talented Girl Performs Original Song @ 5SOS M&G' I was gobsmacked, and it had more than 4,000 views already and it's only been 2 hours. Holy shite..
Since it was now our turn to talk with the guys, Cara found it in herself to gush about the video to the guys, who all seemed thrilled to say the least. Out of embarrassment of all of the attention, I turned away from the guys and Cara and looked out into the square, where groups of fans who had been at the meet and greet were standing.
"Ky, what's going on, you look all shook up.." Cara's concerned voice wasn't even enough to tear my gaze from the harsh cold eyes that I knew all too well.
"H-he-he's here Cara! I can see him! He's over there." I was physically shaking by now, I couldn't control my breathing, I felt helpless- especially now that he had found me. In the heat of the moment and realisation, neither Cara or I noticed the boys were still beside us.
"Can someone just watch over Kyra for a second? I'm gunna go and get a chair for her." Since Michael offered without thinking about it, I was left with the guitarist, who quickly wrapped his arms around me.
"You're alright Kyra, I promise." I've never heard a voice that sounded so soft and calm before, it was different.
"Just focus on breathing, okay? Think of positive things, nothing negative." I nodded and tried to regulate my breathing, without much luck. Although I tired to think of fluffy kittens and unicorns, all I could really see were those eyes and that smirk that rattled my insides.
"You think you can run darling?" I held my breath as I started to hear his voice in my head.
"I'm all you have, everyone else hates you, you should know that by now."
"If you come to me now sweetheart, I won't hurt you as much."
"NO!" I screamed and covered my ears, not understanding how he can get into my head like this so easily. In result of my outburst, Michael jumped and gasped, but he quickly recovered and continued to talk to me softly.
"WHY WON'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?!" I shouted at no one in particular as the voices got louder.
"I need to go back." I muttered, causing Michael to furrow his eyebrows.
"Go back where Kyra? Who won't leave you alone?" He asked.
"Him. Daniel, he-he's my boyfriend, I need to go back to him, he wants me with him, he'll get mad if I don't, please let me go to him." I pleaded to Mike and Cara, both of them restraining me, telling me over again that I need to remain calm and stay where I was.
Mikey looked more confused than ever when I mentioned Daniel, his grip loosening, as Cara was explaining briefly who Daniel really was, I saw my chance to escape, so I took it. I ran away from my loving sister in search of my abusive boyfriend. All I could hear was the frantic thump of footsteps behind me, which only made me run faster.