Don't You Go - All Time Low

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Be Your Everything: t w e n t y t h r e e

"Michael, I'm going to say this one last time: get off."

Michael reluctantly unlatched his arms from my torso after 20 minutes of me trying to convince him to let go of me. We already slept in way later than I planned to, but he convinced me to sleep in to combat the jet lag. Unfortunately, with sorority recruitment coming up soon, I had to start planning for it the day we got back from the first leg of the US tour.

"You don't have to go," Michael argues weakly, but by now, he knows that I'm eventually going to have to leave.

"Yes, I do," I roll to the side to kiss his nose, and he scrunches it in response. A small smile creeps onto his face, but he quickly replaces it with a pitiful frown.

"Please," Michael whimpers, "don't go. We hardly got any time alone on the road, and now that we're back, you're just going to leave?"

"I don't want to go," I assure him, "but the recruitment chair can't exactly miss the recruitment meeting. We still have to finalize outfits and decorations."

"That sounds like a made up excuse," Michael argues, and I shake my head at him.

"It's actually really important." I stand from his bed at last and quickly pull my clothes on so that I can head over to my sorority house for my meeting. "I'll be back over tonight, okay?"

"I'm in the studio tonight," Michael sits up and frowns at me. "Tomorrow?"

"I have recruitment practice all day tomorrow."

"Can I come with you?" Michael asks, and I debate whether or not I should let him come. Technically, there's no rule saying he can't come to practice, just actual rush.

"No," I decide, "I'll be too busy to spend time with you anyways."

"At least promise me that you're still coming to that party with me on Saturday," Michael pleads.

"I'm not missing a party on a yacht," I tease as I lean down to quickly kiss him goodbye. "I'll be there, but right now, I have to run or I'm gonna be late."

"Fiiiiine," Michael huffs dramatically. "I'll miss you though."

"I haven't even left yet, you dingus," I ruffle his hair and sneak one last kiss before rushing out of the bedroom. Luke is still not awake yet, so I slip out the front door and head straight for my car so that I can try and make it to my meeting on time.

. . . . .

If I had to discuss outfits with Grace for another minute, I was going to lose my shit.

When I took over the recruitment chair position, I had forgotten one very important detail: my sorority sisters, however much I loved them, were annoying as hell when it came to rush. The idea of almost a thousand new freshman coming into the house seemed to throw the entire chapter into a frenzy without fail.

"We should definitely go with empire waist dresses," Grace, my oh-so-helpful membership coordinator insisted. Even though she was responsible for mainly the paperwork aspect of rush, she had been constantly giving input as to themes, outfits and basically all of my responsibilities. Living across the hall from her in the Kappa house was going to be interesting.

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