Being Carter Hood (5SOS)

"Do you like your surprise?" They asked, cautiously.

I emotionally rise to me feet then practically jump on top of the nearest person next me, which happened to be Calum and I embraced him in the most sincere hug we've ever shared. My quivering lips spread in an overjoyed smile. Not a small smile or a soft one but the real deal. The beautiful kind that reached my eyes.
"I love you all so much." I cry out in tears like a crazy person while still not parting from Calum.
Everyone lets out a giggle at my state of being overwhelmed as they come gather around me, happily.
"I believe that's a yes, then?" Michael grins.
"Hell yes!" I correct him while failing at my attempt to stop crying.
"When do we leave!?" I ask eagerly while squeezing the plane tickets and my new sweater to my chest."Well... Thats another surprise..." Luke says slowly, with a knowing attitude. I give him a look for him to continue.
"You should probably go pack right now and SUMMER clothes, because our plane takes off in exactly......two hours."

He finishes calmly like its no big deal.
I urgently gasp and clumsily race up the stairs earning a few bruises along the way and of course an earful of laughter from everyone.
The fact that not even ten minutes ago it hit me I was going to be able to attend my mothers funeral which is great and also scary as fuck and now I basically have no time to think of it since I have to pack NOW so we can leave asap!
I figured I'd have at least more time to take it in, but I guess since her funeral in tomorrow evening there really is no time to waste at a moment like this.
I can definitely tell you this in the most eventful birthday I've ever had and will never forget it.
My body yelps as I stumble on my door trying to push it open. The first thing I do is toss my two empty suit cases on my unmade bed and begin to stuff random recently unused shorts and sleeveless shirts inside.After I'm finished packing and since I showered last night I change into a grey long sleeve v-neck, black skinny jeans, a black knitted scarf, and my pair of grey vans. Then spraying some purfume on my body after throwing my hair up in a cute messy bun. Grabbing both of the suit cases' handles I take one last look in the mirror before shutting my bedroom door behind me as I walk out into the hall and prepare for whatever undeniable emotions are ahead.
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There was no chance in tearing my eyes away from the enchanting view of distant glowing figures you could've claimed as stars, the moon seemed so up close you could see its beautiful detailed imperfections. My lips parted huffing a smooth breath onto the circled glass window. Taking my finger I write a simple smiley face. Something Calum and I use to do when my parents would take us on road trips to my grandparents beat up cabin and we'd be in the car for a while.

"Hey." Luke's voice whispers sleepily.
"Why don't you sleep? We have three more hours left?" He asks with a yawn while raising his head from my shoulder. I feel his eyes on me, but I don't look away from the peaceful view. "I'm not tired." Which is the truth. How can I be tired right now? Too much is going through my head. "Babes, you. haven't slept since we got on the plane and its four in the morning." You can feel his concern and the longing glance he's giving me.
Not wanting him to feel concered, I tear my eyes away from the window and look at him. "I'll sleep after the funeral." I tell him with an assuring smile. The unfamiliar feeling of his palm meets mine as he hesitantly intertwines our fingers. He looks up at me with caution, if I'll be mad. We've held hands before, but this time felt very different. It wasn't just friendly.
I don't pull my hand away in the need to feel his skin. It calmed my rising nerves and unsureness. I needed this.
"I promise we'll talk when we get back, but for now I really need to focus on, you know what." I explain to Luke who doesn't seem the least upset, you can tell he completely understandable with it. "Of course." He looks down at me.

"I'll be right back. I'm going to go to the restroom." Luke adds before separating our hands, making me miss his touch as he leaves his seat.
Suddenly a presence sits down in the empty seat, I look with a smile thinking its Luke, but turn nervous as the presence appears to be Michael. My stomach does a flip, but not with butterflies.
"H-hi." I mange to say. He's been ignoring me and now he wants to sit with me?? Okay then....
"Can we talk real quick?" Micheal asks. I nod silently, making it clear for him to start.
"I'm sorry for ignoring you. I needed to do some thinking for myself..." He explains. Which makes sense, not leaving me upset with him anymore. "Its fine, I deserved it." My lips sigh.
"No. Thats the thing. I don't want to go back how it was before, when we would take turns hating one another, I care for you to much." Michael expresses, running his fingers through his hair anxiously, then continues. "I'm not asking for you back. I believe us breaking up is the right thing for you, but I rather have you in my life as a friend then not at all.." His lips spread into a hopeful. "So what do you say?... Friends?" I know under that smile there was hurt, but what he was doing for me... Showed me he truly cared.
"Of course." I give him a hug and He sighs, relieved. This felt good. It felt like this is how its suppose to be. We pull apart and say goodbye to one another as Luke arrives back and Michael leaves peacefully.

"Everything good?" Luke asks as he sat down, gesturing his eyes the way Michael walked.
I nod my head with a smile. "All good." I sigh happily and lay my head on his shoulder. Intertwining our fingers back together.
"I'm really glad your here, Luke." I whisper. He begins to rub his thumb against the top of my hand and I could tell his lips spread to a smile.
"There's no place I'd rather be." He whispers back.

Notes

Sorry for the wait! But I have good news!!! Since I'm one of those writers who hates to rush things, beca it just ruins it. I'm adding another chapter to the story because I want the ending to be great :)