Chapter 5

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Amy's P.O.V.

I was upset at what porter had said. But there was nothimg that I could do about it. I was just going to have to live with it.

We all decided to go to a small diner nearby for breakfast. We didn't say a single word to each other. I pulled out my phone and decided to check my tweets. Porter looked down at his food as he ate. Anton just kept looking back and forth between Porter and I.

"So," Anton finally said,"my birthday is in a week. I turn 24. Isn't that awesome?" Anton said trying to start up a conversation. 

"Yeah. Cool," Porter responded.

"Awesome," I said still looking at my phone. 

Anton went back to eating his food until we all finished and payed for the meal. We all went back to the bus. Anton and Porter decided to work on their music. I went to my room, locked the door, and just lied on my bed. I thought about how much I loved Porter. We've known each other for a bit, but ever since that party, when we danced together, did I truly fall for him. It just wish he felt  the same way. 

I decided to go get some water, so i came out of my room to go into the ktchen. When I came out, I saw Porter bobbing his head to the music he was listening to. I don't know what came over me, but I rolled my eyes at him. He turned around to face me, and he saw my eyes roll. I just kept walking towards the kitchen, but  saw one of his eyebrows raise. He noticed me. For some reason, I was glad that he did.

Porter's P.O.V.

We got back into the bus after some breakfast. I grabbed my laptop and listened to the song I was working on. The song was about Amy. The lyrics I wrote tell about how much I loved her, but how I'm  to scared to tell her. Even though the song was finished, I wanted to listen to it again to see if there was anything that I could change to make it sound better. I wanted it tobe perfect for when i played it on our last show. Maybe when Amy hears it, she would know how I feeled about her. Speaking of Amy, I saw her walk out of her room. She stopped in front of me. I looked up at her. I thought that she was going to say something, but intesd, she rolled her eyes at me. I was confused at her action. What did this mean? Did she not like me? Did she hate me? Was she mad at me? I would have gone and asked her, but I decided to leave it alone. It wasn't a big deal, was it? She's probably just playing with me. There was nothing to worry about. Everything is perfectly fine.

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I DONT KNOW WHY THESE CHAPTERS ARE SO SHORT! AHHHHHHHH!!! Thankyou for reading! <3

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