TEN

                                    

                                          
IRIS MARA
I was seated, watching intently as the boys all danced around on the stage that they would be preforming on later this evening.
                          
They sung out the lyrics to their songs, their voices harmonizing and meshing together nicely. They were using very little effort in their actions but still managed to sound perfect. 
                          
The waving of Zion's hands, signaling a timeout sent all their voices and dancing to a halt. 
                          
Austin went across the stage to cut out the music so we could hear what the dread-headed boy had to say. He looked over at Zion with curiosity laced in his brown orbs. 
                          
"Snack break?" Is all tbe boy had to offer.
                          
The boys all let out a groans of annoyance as they all had assumed that his sudden actions had an urgent message behind it. 
                          
Although we weren't shocked to discover that the boy had only been in need of some food.
                          
They all took Zion's snack break as the time to go hydrate themselves or- in Nick Mara's case- reach for his phone. 
                          
"Iris." Brandon speaks up as he approaches me, closing the water bottle that he had grasped in his hand. 
                          
I sit up,"What does the Brandon Arreaga need of Iris Mara on this fine evening?" I query, watching as the boy broke out into a grin. 
                          
"Nothing really." He tells me,"Just wondering if the Iris Mara wanted to join me and get some refreshments." 
                          
"Wow, you're checking up on me for once? How sweet." I tease.
                          
"Shocking, huh?" He lets out a laugh before his demeanr fell serious,"No, but honestly, I know that joining us on tour wasn't necessarily your ideal summer vacation so I'm trying to make this experience as pleasant as possible for you." 
                          
"Who payed you to say that, Arreaga?" I question, shaking my head slightly as I bite back my smile. 
                          
He places his hand on his chest,"It's all from the heart, babe. So take it or leave it." 
                          
I get up from my seated position on the floor and dust off my black pants. 
                          
"I suppose that I could use a quick snack." I say, looking over at the four-eyed boy who was watching my every move. 
                          
"Right this way then." He says swiftly, placing his hand on the small of my back as he did so. 
                          
My back stiffens up at his small act. Brandon instantly noticed my sudden tensing. 
                          
"Relax, Iris, I just touched your back. No need to get turned on or anything." Brandon says with a chuckle. 
                          
"W-what?" I ask, mentally cursing myself out for stuttering as I spoke one, simple word. 
                          
"I was just joking around with you." He laughs once more. 
                          
I laugh along awkwardly.
                          
Right.