Accidents (M.B Sequel)

Chapter 8

Connor Ball's POV

Our tour was almost over and the five of us would head back to California. I was so excited to see everyone again.

I don't know. I guess the guys could tell. They would always tell me to calm down and shit like that. But, I just can't.

"I know you guys have to be atleast a little excited." I said. "Okay. I'll admit it. I do wanna see them. Especially, Paige and Lindy." Tristan said. "You still got that crush?" Shawn smirked. "Maybeeeeee." Tristan turned a pinkish color.

"James. Are you happy we're go back home." I asked the tall boy, sitting next to me on his phone. He nodded his head, not looking from his screen.

What the hell is he doing? C'mon, Connor. Think like Paige and Lindy. Dirty-minded.

"James." I said. "Yeah." James said. "Are you watching child pornography?" I asked.

He dropped his phone and looked at me. "What the fuck?! You've been around Paige and Lindy." James said, with a look of.... Well. I don't actually know what kind of look he had on his face.

"Maybe I have. Maybe I haven't." I shrugged my shoulders. Brad then ran through the door, breathing heavily. "What's wrong?" We asked him.

"Paige... She's in the hospital." He said.