Down We Go.

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"Here comes the airplane!" Jack screamed as he charged towards the front door, carrying me on his back. I squealed as he kicked the front door open. Unfortunately, Zack was beyond the front door when Jack kicked it, and he got hit when the door swung open on him. We watched and tried our best not to laugh, seeing Zack fall down on the floor as the door hit him straight to the face. "Oops. Looks like we crashed on something, Stell." Jack chuckled guiltily. I giggled at this as I climbed down. "Ow. Fuck you, Jack." Zack groaned playfully. He then averted his gaze towards me. "Hey, Stell. Glad to see you're okay." he smiled sweetly. I smiled back at him and gave him a warm hug. "Thanks, Zack." I whispered. Rian ended our hug with a soft tap on my head with his drumstick. "Hey, Stell." he grinned. I leapt up and smiled at him apologetically. Our moment quickly ended when Zack and Jack tackled us and involved us into a tickle fight. All of us screamed, swore, and laughed until Alex came in. "Oh, Hey!" I smiled. He forced a smile back at me and went directly to the dining room.

Wait... What?

"Alex? Hey, Alex!" I called after him. I ran and found him in the kitchen, slightly glaring at the glass of water he was holding. He snapped back to reality when he saw me. "Hiya, Stella." He still wore that forced smile. "Hey," I whispered, out of breath. "Did I do something wrong?" . Alex stared at me, his eyes were a bit surprised and hurt. "What? No." he answered. "Then... What's wrong?" I asked, trying to imitate those famous psychologists who claimed to be able to read someone through their eyes.

No luck.

"Oh," he quickly turned away, slightly slamming the glass into the counter. "Don't mind me, Stell. I'm just tired." he told me, turning back to me for another forced smile. Somewhere in my mind, I knew he was lying. "You know I'm just here for you." I whispered. He stared at me in the eyes, like he was asking me -- BEGGING me to read him.

Damn it.

Suddenly, his face started to have color. He ruffled my hair playfully and chuckled. "I appreciate it, dear. But it's really nothing." he flashed me a grateful smile. I smiled and ruffled his hair back.

A/N: I'm sorry if it's so short.. :(. Don't worry, I'll make the second part longer... Long live Hustlers and All Time Low! :

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