*Amber*
It was getting a little awkward in the bus, so I was sticking around with Brandon.
"I'm going to go get some Starbucks. Anybody want something?" Brent offered.
"Frappe, please," I answered, and Brandon nudged me.
"Two Frappes actually," he corrected.
"Anyone else?" Brent asked.
"A regular coffee," the rest of the guys said in a unison.
"Okay. I'll be back," he stated as he left the bus with a jacket. I was snuggling right next to Brandon, and I saw Andy wrap his arm around Bailey right after. I rolled my eyes, and he pulled her closer.
"Do you think the fans would be mad at Brandon?" Ben asked, and I shook my head.
"No," I answered, and everyone looked confused.
"Why not?" Bailey asked.
"I'll take the blame," I answered, and Brandon wrapped his arm around me.
"No. I'm not letting you do that," he stated, and I groaned.
"Then what are we going to say? We can't leave it blank before rumors might spread," I explained, and everyone agreed.
"Let's just say it was a stupid fight," Ben suggested, and I looked at him.
"Yeah. It wasn't confirmed yet, was it?" Brandon asked, and they shook their head.
"Then why did they attack me and Brandon?" I asked Andy, and he looked at Bailey.
"It's okay. We just say Andy was drunk," Dave added, and then I felt assured.
*Andy*
Her smile is killing me now, but I look at Bailey to see her smile. She gave me a peck on my cheek, but I still couldn't get over the jealousy Brandon put me in. Amber started dozing off under Brandon's arm, and she looked so peaceful. She was just so beautiful, and looking at her felt like I was in the Heaven's. I heard someone snapped their fingers, and it snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked around, and I saw Brandon's suspicious facial expression.
"Andy, can we talk outside?" he asked.
"Um, sure," I answered. He shook up Amber softly, and her eyes started to flicker open.
"I'm going to chill outside with Andy. Lay down in my bunk if you want," he told her, and she nodded as she rubbed her eyes. I followed Brandon outside, and I waited for him to start a conversation which I know it's about me staring at Amber. "Why are you staring at Amber like that?" he asked, and he sounded at little protective.
"Like what?" I asked, and he rolled his eyes. He gave me a smile, ear to ear, with squinting eyes. He then went back to his regular expression. "Oh, she just looked so peaceful," I answered.
"If you like her, just tell me. It looks like you're ready to rape her or something, dude, and it's scaring me," he warned, and I put my hands in my pockets.
"I don't like her, man," I softly answered, and he sighed.
"Oh good! I thought-"
"I love her," I interrupted, and he froze. He slowly started look to the ground, and he looked away.
"I understand, but you have Bailey," he pointed out, and I nodded.
"Bailey isn't the same, Brandon, and I think you're supposed to know," I mention, and he nodded.
"I didn't screw your relationship up, so I expect the same deal from you," he mumbled as he went back inside. I just took a deep breath, knowing he was right. I was the one who screw our relationship up, and I regret it to the core of my dying heart. I saw Amber laying down on the couch, and Brandon sat right beside her, giving me a glare before I looked away. I looked at Bailey with the screen reflecting on her eyes, and I sat down next to her.
"What did you guys do outside?" Bailey asked, and me and Brandon just exchanged looks.
"We were just taking some air, and we were talking about our relationships. I heard it was going well for you two," Brandon lied, and I grabbed her hand and looked at her. She smiled at me, and I smiled back at her.
"Tell him how we got together," I say, and Bailey looks at Brandon. Brandon's eyes were scan her face with so much curiousity.
"Um, we went on a date..." she slowly paused.
"And what?" he asked, and I looked around to see all the guys staring in the conversation.
"Sex!" the rest of the guys shouted in a cheerful tone. I looked back at Brandon, and he had an unbelievable face.
"Sex? The first date and sex?" Brandon asked suprised, and we both nodded.
"Why?" I asked, and he just slouched back on the chair, crossing his arm with a last slight shrug.
"Don't you think it's just a little early for that? I mean, you guys just went on the first date," he explained, and I squinted his eyes at me.
"Admit it, Brandon. You had sex with Amber too," Dave smirked, and Ben just made a heart with his hands. The anger was boiling, and I was so close of making hell. Brandon shook his head.
"She wasn't confortable with you guys knowing, so we didn't go there. We just continued off watching Netflix in bed," he explained, and Amber was stretching.
"What's going on?" she yawned, and she looked so adorable.
"Did you have sex with Brandon?" Hayden asked, and she shook her head.
"We were planning too, but the two numb-nuts interrupted," she spat, and I started to cool down.
"Well, do you want to know how Andy and Bailey made up?" Brandon nudge Amber, and she nodded.
"Sex!" the guys shouted again, and I felt so nervous of how she was going to react.
"Oh my god! Are you serious, Bailey?!" Amber asked, and Bailey looked confused.
"What?" Bailey asked.
"When did you get together?" Amber asked.
"The day we had sex," she answered, and Amber face palmed.
"Couldn't you guys wait 'til the next day?" she asked, and we both looked at each other. We just stared at each other awkward. Bailey just looked away, and then back at Amber.
"Amber, why would you care?" Bailey stood up, and Amber the same thing. They were face to face.
"Because you might be pregnant with Andy's baby!" she answered, and everyone looked confused.
"How would you know?! You weren't there!" Bailey snapped.
"Because in Brandon's house, there is condom boxes with each of these fuckers names on them!" she answered pointing at them. "There was six boxes, Bailey. With all of the names," Amber lowered her voice, looking down to the floor. She looked back at Bailey, but Bailey silently crying.
"I'm not ready to start a family," she whimpered, and I went right beside her.
"Bailey, I'll be with you every step of the way," I comforted her, but she shook her head.
"If I am pregnant, I can't keep it," she sobbed, and Amber sat back down, looking so guilty. Brandon snuggled Amber into his arm, and Amber got closer to him.
*Amber*
*After the concert*
Everyone was just quiet, that not even Brandon would talk to me. Bailey was staring at a wall while Andy tried comforting her. I looked at Brandon, and he was on his phone doing a lot of social media right now. I looked at everyone else. Brent was drinking a beer. Ben was working on the computer, and Hayden and Dave were on their phones too.
"Bailey, we should get you a pregnancy test just incase," I warned, and she just frown. I looked at her closely, and she began crying again. Honestly, her face wasn't full of worry, it was full of guiltiness.
"Andy, I just want you to know, even if I keep the baby, it might not be yours," she whimpered, and we were all shocked. Andy nodded in understanding, but it looked like he was a little glad. The small curve, giving it a smirk appearance, was there.
"Bailey, who might else might be the father?" I asked softly, and she shook her head, sobbing.
"If I told you, you wouldn't talk to me again," she answered, and I was getting more curious of who it was.
"Bailey, I promise you that I would never get mad at you. We all make mistakes," I corrected her with a sincere tone. She was taking a moment, and she looked at me with both eyes.
"Mitchel," she answered. My heart felt like it stopped. but I knew it didn't.
"Bailey...I'm going to be your sister-in-law!" I screamed excitedly, and she gave me a confused look.
"Aren't you mad?" she asked.
"Pft, no! I think we're all hoping for it to be Mitchel's baby here?" I asked as I looked around, and all the guys nodded.
"Andy couldn't handle a great responsibility with two lives on his hands," Ben commented, and Bailey looked at him.
"We're touring most of the year, and we've been delaying and canceling some of our shows," Dave added.
"It hasn't been half our head liner yet," Hayden continued, and we both looked at them.
"If it's my baby, I'm staying with Bailey to help her out," Andy insisted, but I looked at him.
"Andy, even if you wanted to, you can't be there all the time to watch everything they do. You have two lives to be in," I explained. He sighed loudly, and looked at Bailey.
"What if I choose to be with Bailey for the rest of my life to take care of my baby?" he asked, and I wished he never asked that.
"Andy, you can't make a decision like that again. You're staying on tour until you finally know that it is your baby. You can't make choices ahead of everything we don't know," Brandon snapped, and Andy just himself fall on the chair.
"It will be my baby. I can't prove it, but I know it will," he growled, and we rolled our eyes.
"Andy, please don't leave the band. You're a hero to almost a million girls, and we can't loose you. Not now, not ever! We need you now until we all go into senior homes," I begged, and he gave me a weak smile.
"That baby is mine, so no promises," he whispered.