Chapter 28

                                    

                                          
Blue's pov 
                          
"Did you seriously wear your pajamas out on stage?" Michael asks, looking at me with a big smile on his face as I sit down between Calum and Luke. 
                          
"Well it's not my fault that I was already comfortable when you told me I was going out on stage during soundcheck," I sass. He sticks his tongue out at me and I mimic his actions. I was aware that the people in the audience were laughing and squealing at our interaction. 
                          
"If you two are done flirting," Ashton teases. Calum tenses up. I glance over at Luke, my face serious.
                          
Luke just laughs it off, "The boys know better than to flirt with or date Blue. Especially now that we know she my biological little sister." That just causes all of the fans to start screaming loudly. I automatically know that this was going to be the topic of the rest of soundcheck. 
                          
I sigh softly and glance over at Calum. He sends me a small smile, which I return. He leans back and moves his hand so that it brushed up against mine, but stayed hidden from the audience and other boys. 
                          
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"What happens if Luke, Michael, or Ashton come back here and see us?" I ask, leaning my head against Calum's chest. 
                          
"Then we lie and say you got cold and wanted to snuggle me," he replies, holding onto my body tightly. The two of us were snuggling in the back of the bus while we had a Netflix marathon, my choice. Luke was apparently still at the showers or something. Michael and Ashton were getting food with Adrian and Cory. Me and Calum were alone. 
                          
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"Grant Gustin is so cute," I state, staring at the television screen as the actor who plays the Flash appears on screen. 
                          
"I'm cuter though, right?" Calum questions, looking down at me, his arms wrapped tightly around my torso. 
                          
"Sure thing, babe," I tease. Calum fake gasps, pretending to be offended.
                          
"That hurt. That hurt me right here," he complains, pointing to his heart.
                          
"Does this make it better?" I ask, pressing my lips against his. Calum immediately kisses me back. The familiar butterflies start fluttering around in my stomach. 
                          
"Yeah," Cal replies, resting his forehead against mine. I giggle as he rubs his nose against mine. 
                          
"Blue? Calum?" Luke calls from the front of the bus. I groan softly and scoot off of Calum's lap, making sure to put space between the two of us. Luke walks back.
                          
"What are you two doing back here?" My older brother asks, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.
                          
"Snuggling and watching The Flash," I answer, nodding towards the tv screen.
                          
"It's paused," he states, still a little suspicious.
                          
"That's because we were in the middle of an argument about who was cuter; Grant Gustin or me," Calum explains. Luke raises an eyebrow, waiting to hear the end result of the argument.
                          
"Grant Gustin won. Are you coming to watch the show with us too?" I ask. Luke nods and plops down between me and Calum. I inwardly groan and unpause the show.