I was sitting on the couch, on Twitter as I heard the boys playing the last song of their gig. Normally I would be standing in the front row and singing, but tonight I left half way through the show and decided to go in the dressing room. Jetlag was stronger than me.
Suddenly, I heard the boys coming in the room, talking about the show they had just done. Luke glanced at me and I gave him a small smile. He walked to the couch and sat down next to me.
“Are you okay?” He asked, concern in his eyes. “Why did you leave?”
I rubbed my eyes and fought a yawn. “Yeah, I’m okay. I’m just a little tired.”
He smiled and placed a hand on my thigh, “Babe, you’ve been struggling with jetlag for like more than a week,” he chuckled.
I pouted and took the hand on my thigh. I stood up and pulled Luke’s hand so he would get up from the couch. By now confusion was written all over his face.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. His arms slowly found their way around my waist, drawing me closer to his body.
“You’re really tired,” he chuckled. “You never let me hug you when I’m sweaty.”
“I don’t care,” I mumbled.
I felt another pair of arms wrap around me and I laughed. Calum was always up for a cuddle.
“Why am I single?” Calum asked, making us laugh. “It’s the national girlfriend day and I’m sad.”
We all pulled away from the hug and I gave Calum a sad smile. He pouted and looked at Luke.
“Girlfriends are not that great,” Luke stated and I hit him. “See, she constantly hurts me.”
Calum smiled but stayed quiet. I wrapped my arms around Luke’s waist and leaned my head on his shoulder so that I was side hugging him. From the moment I was tired, I was also really cuddly.
“I just want someone to hug,” Calum whined loudly as he walked away from us. We all laughed even though we all knew there was a little bit of truth in his statement.
Luke lowered his head and stared into my eyes, “I love you,” he mouthed.
“I love you too,” I whispered.