Number Neighbor ➫ YUNGBLUD

Seventy Two

"Finding someone who can make you feel a type of way through their work but also through- no, that sounds stupid." I say to Michelle as she watches me stress about my project through the laptop screen.

"You know what would make it go by faster?" She asks me as she puts the book down in her hand and leans closer to the screen. I shake my head and then do the same thing, feeling like she's about to tell me a secret.

"When you admit that he makes you feel more than just a way, it should come easier." She raises her eyebrows at me and I furrow mine back to her, not exactly sure of what she means but having a good idea.

I give her a look that tells her to continue and elaborate, and she rolls her eyes at me.

"Just spill it Mich I need the help." I beg her and she nods, hopefully taking my plea for help.

"Anyways how are your other classes going right now?" She asks me, looking down at the book in her lap again as she completely changes the subject. I keep a straight face as I stare at her, drilling a hole into her head even through the screen.

She places it down and looks back up to me, looking at me as if what is about to leave her mouth is something that I already know. I tend to second guess myself in many of the situations I'm in and always ask her how she thinks, sometimes causing her to mess with me.

"Alaina, you love him just admit it," she drops the bomb and my brows fly up, my face being completely changed as I feel shock by what she said. "When you do the feelings will flow." She says, crossing her arms over her chest. I bite my lip as I look down at the screen, feeling like I had all these good ideas earlier and now that it comes down to it I literally don't have one good idea.

"Like honestly, you could do a five page paper over how his music has affected you or how him suddenly entering your life has fucked up your world and your self power to do anything without thinking of him in the slightest." She rolls the words right off her tongue like it's the most obvious thing she's said in a while, and I can't help but to question if I should thank her for her blunt words or laugh out of shock.

My mind zones out again, me thinking of everything that Dom and I did over the break, proving her point even more.

"MAD SOUNDS, IN YOUR EARRRR!" Dom yells at me through the mic, watching him dance around the stage as I sit on it with him.

I honestly don't know why we're here but here we are, just sitting in a venue as he sings his heart out on stage, the only crowd me and the boys.

He holds his phone out and tells us to smile, a big grin on his own face. We all smile and he pulls his phone back to him, starting to type.

"Hey, this is why we brought our stuff. We could just have a show." Typical Dom says and I look at the boys to see their reaction, a smile on my face as they instantly agree.

Tom gets up and looks at all of us. "I have to go charge my camera, it's hard to get cool pictures when you wanna take a picture of everything Dom is doing." He says, and I look at Dom and he starts busting out laughing.

"Fuck okay I love you, go charge your camera." He says, and I watch as the other two get up. They also disappear to change their clothes and get prepared for the show that Dom decided to have in a matter of seconds.

King Charles starts playing and he throws a mic to me, me barely catching it. He comes over to me and grabs my hand, pulling me off of my ass. He spins me around and lets me go, letting me do my own thing.

"Honey! We want your money!" He yells into the mic, spinning around with his hand out. He stops and looks at me, giving me a look.