in the eyes of a stranger: perrentes

You Hold My Attention Without Even Trying

~Mike P.o.V~

"Are you two gonna stop cuddling or.. is this gonna be a daily basis thing?" Vic peeked over at us and it was bright in the room. I felt my hand warm and realized it was holding Tonys. Was I drunk? What did we do, say last night?

"Vic, please shut your face. " I waved my hand at him and he smacked my hand. "So much for best brother in the world." He laughed.

"Vic , you know you're still the best brother." I said. "Ahhhh.. okay fine. You too." He patted my back twice, then my head and walked off.

"I SHIP IT." He yelled as he walked .

"Shut the fuck up." I scoffed.

He peeked in the room, and raised an eyebrow. "Do you really wanna go there, Mikey?" He said. I shrugged. "Eh, I don't know Vicky. Bring it on." I said. "You wouldn't even do-"

I was interrupted "Hey, hey. Only Kellin calls me Vicky." He grinned. He grinned even wider as he saw Tonys eyes flutter open.

"Hey, Tony!!!" Vic said.

My pulse began to race because I knew Vic knew something and he was gonna tell Tony. Probably one of my embarassing childhood stories..."So there was this one time, Mike really liked this girl on the end of our street when we were kids. And he tried to impress her so.." Vic began.

Oh no. No.

I threw a pillow at him, causing him to tumble over.

Tony laughed looking at both of us, from me, to Vic, Vic to me.

"Wanna hear the rest, Tony?" Vic said. "NO." I said.

"I wasn't asking you, Mikey." Vic said talking all lady-like. Tony laughed and said "Tell me. Tell me. Tell me." "Nah, you probably dont wanna hear it, Vic is horrible at telling stories." I said.

"Doubt it." Tony said and smirked. God, I just wanted to press my lips against his, it was impossible to hold it in, but Vic was right there.

"Vic please leave." I gritted through my teeth.

"Okay, Mikey-poo." Vic said in a girly,mocky voice. He sat up and left.

"What happened last night?" I asked Tony. He sat in silence, well, he looked kind of in thought. "I... I honestly don't know, Mike." He said quietly. "Uh-huh." I said. "Well, I slept well!" Tony said.

I smiled at the thought of me. Me. Me. Me as in Michael Fuentes , being his own pillow to lay on.

Unbelievable. I really couldn't believe it. Tony is way to attractive for me and he probably wouldn't be with me for that new guitar he's been wanting.

Wait. I know how to win his affection!

A guitar! But Mike, that wouldn't be real if he just did it for the guitar. That's true. Perhaps food? But I don't know what he likes! Who knows if I'll ever be good enough for him?

I was arguing with myself, this wasn't good. Should I just tell him about my feelings for him?

No. I'll have to wait. I'm not ready.

Maybe when our tour is over, so we don't get off track.

Maybe...