Being Carter Hood 2 (5SOS)

Her dark blue eyes notice my glare.. Kimberly looks back to Luke with a devious grin and sowly licks her red stained lips. Staring at the way his muscles flex when he lifts the bags up onto the shelf, lust clear in her expression. The expression that makes me want to pull every single strand of hair out of her petite head! Her atempt to get under my skin worked and the thought of her hands all over Luke just to spite me, makes me want to throw up.

"Luke! come sit with us." I practically yell out of anxiousness and jump out of my seat. The way Kimberlys lips curve into a grin makes it clear she's satisfied with my reaction. Srew her.
Heads turn and glance our direction, due to the slight scene I accidently created.
Luke raises his eyebrow at me, but smiles in amusement. Clearly oblivious of Kimberlys attention towards him.

"No worries, beautiful. I was going to sit next to you anyways." He assures me before swiftly kissing my cheek then heading to the seat right next to mine. I mentally let out a sigh in relief. How stupid do I seem. Even if she wanted him, he wouldnt want her. I need to calm down and trust that nothing will happen. Yet, its not Luke that I don't trust it's the damn stepbrat.
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Once we finally reach the state of New Jersey in America the sun has nearly disapeared and the stars begin to glow one by one, lighting up the night sky along with the moon.

"I'm so tired." Stella yawns. I'm petty sure we all are, how can you not be after a 13 hour flight? I feel nasious and my head feels like it weighs 60 pounds.

"Don't worry were almost at the hotel." Calum tells us. I can tell he's not tired at all. Ugh he's lucky hes able to fall asleep on a plane. For me its kinda hard when I keep imagining were about to crash. I'm still panicy when it comes to flying.

I move my body to glance at the taxi cabs radio screen and see its seven oclock.
"Anyone up for dinner?" Micheal practically said what i was thinking. I could deffinetly eat something. "Why dont we just order room service?" Luke shrugs.

"Sounds good to me." I tiredly smile. Food and a comfy bed to lay in sounds amazing. My thoughts wander over what i want to eat and before I know it the taxi is pulled up next to the hotel entrance. I dont think i'll ever get use to how big and extravagent these hotels we stay at are. When it comes to the band they are very humble people like Stella and I so it seems out of place, but i remember Calum told me once that they dont choose the hotels. Must be their manager.

Ashton goes and gets our hotel room keys as we all wait on the lobby couches. I guess I should be worried that Stella and I will have to share a room with her, but i have faith that the guys understand that if they put her with us we will stab each of them. Okay we wouldnt stab them, but we wouldnt be jumping through a sunflower patch either.

"Here we go." Ashton aproaches us carring a small stack of blue plastic cards. He hands one to everyone so we all have a key to our room, but if you look at the card it shows your room number. To no surprise when Stella and I compare cards we have the same room number. I silently remind myelf to thank Ashton later.

"Kimberly, you have your own room." Ashton tells her as she begins to look at the others cards. Yes!

"Oh thank god." Kimberly loudly sighs.

"How polite of her." I whisper softly to Stella who giggles at my sarcastic comment. We all barely notice as Kimberly walks away with her luggage to find her room, without so much as a rude goodbye.

"Lets go find our room." I suggest to Stella and she agrees. "See you in a bit. Do you want us to order for you?" I politely ask the others. We all decided after we settle in the guys would come to our room to eat some dinner and hang out before bed, WITHOUT Kimberly. Its not like she'd come anyways. "Yeah that'd be great." Calum tells me. I know what they all like to eat so no big deal.

"Stells I dont think i can do this." I groan as soon as we step into our hotel room. She watches me as I flop onto the large perfectly made bed. "Do what?" She laughs. "HER. Miss 'perfect' Kimberly. I'm being serious." My voice comes out as a whine. "Oh." I can tell just for a spilt second she forgot Kimberly was here. "She just makes me so angry. I've never met someone that pushes every single one of my buttons. Ugh just when she talks i feel like slapping her." I cover my face with my hands.

"I saw what she did on the plane..." Stella almost whispers. Like she's worried if I knew she saw it. I have to admit its embarrising, but at the same time im glad she saw so i didn't have to saw it out loud when i was going to tell her. My eyes stare emotionless at the ceiling.
"The way she makes me so angry. I hate it, the way I get agressive. Its not me. She makes me be someone im not and im the one that's letting her. I shouldn't have come." The sound of my voice comes out monatone and. desperate?
Quickly Stella responds.

"Are you kidding me?! Stand up." She orders. "What?" I raise my head.
"Thats right, stand up." She repeats herself. I'm pretty confused but obligue. Stella steps infront of me.

"You are freaking Carter Hood. For the almost two years ive known you. You've gone through more shit than i've ever seen someone have to go through. Suddenly this prissy bitch comes into our lives and your going to let her win just like that? let her break all the strength you've built for yourself? I'm sorry but the Carter I know and love is not a quiter and she deffinetly doesnt let anyone bring her down. So I refuse to let you do either. It's barely the first day of tour. Grow some balls." By the time she's done talking I'm basically at lost for words. She's never said something like that to me. Tough love? I give her a smile, her words istantly boosting my confidence.

"Your right." I claim.

"Hell yeah im right." She smiles back. "Now lets order the food." Stells grabs the phone and doesnt press the subject further. We've spent more than enough time talking about Kimberly when I should be enjoying the company of my best friend and soon, the rest of my best friends will be here.

After we order food for everyone we chose to change into some pajamas. I dressed out of my day cothes and into a pair of silk cloud printed pj shorts, one of Lukes plain black t-shirts that I still havent gave back, and I released my hair from the tight grip of the hair tigh and let it fall against my back.

Just as Stella stepped out of the bathroom, now dressed in leggings and a tank top the sound of a knock on the door echoes. "I got it." I tell her and pull the door open with no hesitation. "Room service." Multiple male voices say in unison. "Is this your new hobbie? or just your dream job to be delivery boys. First the chinese food, now the room service." I shake my head with humor and open the door so they can wheel the cart filled with six plates of food inside.

"I dont know im thinking of quieting the band to be a pizza delivery boy." Ashton jokes. "Dont blame ya, you'd get free pizza." Stella kisses his cheek. "That's my girl." He smiles down at her with pride.

As we all laugh at them we take our seats around the hotel rooms dining table. I volunteer to give everyone their plates since i know what each of us got, plus Stella seems a bit distracted.

Everyone talks with eachother cracking random jokes as I hand out the food and drinks. "Spagetti for you." I set Lukes food down infront of him, he pulls me closer to him by my waist. "I think i rather have something else." Pure suduction in his tone as he whispers in my ear. Oh. My cheeks flush instantly. "Luke." I hiss frantically looking around at everyone to make sure no one else heard that. He chest vibrates against my hip as he chuckles. Luke and I haven't had sex before, not yet atleast. I think its clear he wants to, but he's too much of a good person to push me into it. I wanna take things slow.

Suddenly for the second time tonight a knock echoes through the room. "Oh geeze, you didn't deliver anybody elese food right?" I half joke but actually mean the question. It wouldnt surprise me if the hotel manager was here to lecture them or kick them out. "No." Calum shakes his head.

I open the door to see one of the last things i'd think to be standing at my door. "Kimberly?" Someone says from the table, me being at lost for words. Probably smart for me to keep my mouth closed. I narrow my eyes at her and she flashes her usual smug grin. "So this is where everyone is hiding." Without an invitation she inivtes herself in, walking towards the table. I grip the door knob fermly as i shut the door behind her. When I turn back around, I see her sitting in my seat next to Luke when there's a damn open one across the table from mine. Slowly.. I walk back to them.

"Why is everyone so quiet? What?" Kimberly notices their stares. She tries to act so innocent, but everything she's doing is on purpose. I take a seat in the empty chair across from her. Kimberly's eyes shift to my fresh plate of lasagna sitting infront of her. She picks up the untouched fork and takes a piece of lasagna with it before shoving it into her mouth. "Your not going to eat this are you?" There was no politeness in her words. No one speaks. They are all equally disgusted with her actions. I notice Ashton cover his face with his hands in fustration and embarrassment.

My fists roughly grip the table cloth from under the table in anger. Why should I be nice? Why should I stop myself from jumping across the table and grabbing her by her dirty blonde hair? Because I'm me. Thats why. I care. I'm not reckless.

"Get out." Luke spats, But I put my hand up.

"No Luke its fine. Go ahead Kimberly." I smile the fakest smile i can manage. I wasn't trying to come off nice. My intentions were to come off fighting. If she want to play this game.
We can play it.

Notes

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