Matt

After one drink at the hotel bar I decided to go back up to my room and catch up on some sleep. Touring was one of my favourite things to do in life. I loved being with my best friends, I loved meeting our fans and visiting new places. I really loved the sold out shows. Touring was great but it was tiresome. No one ever got enough sleep and the sleep we did get wasn't very good due to it being in a moving tour bus. So I was thankful for the nights like these when we were graced with real beds.

As I walked out of the elevator and down the hall to my room I noticed Brian, Jimmy, and Johnny had the "do not disturb" sign on their doors. I chuckled to myself and shook my head as I dug my room key out of my pocket. I heard Spencer's voice from behind me, it was muffled but I turned around anyways. The door to her and Zack's room was closed and lacking the "do not disturb" sign. I sighed when I realized they must be arguing again. I decided to ignore it and entered my room, shutting the door behind me.

As soon as I entered my room I began to undress. I kicked off my shoes and tugged my shirt from my body. I walked into the bathroom to pee and discarded my pants while I was in there but not before grabbing my phone from the pocket.

I walked into the bedroom and crawled into the bed, unlocking my phone while doing so. I briefly checked the bands Instagram and twitter before locking the phone and putting it on the bedside table. I flipped over and began to doze off.

I was awaken, however, by a light tapping on my door. I groaned before pushing myself out of the bed and stumbling to the door curious as to who was interrupting my sleep and what the fuck they wanted. I opened the door prepared to cuss one of the guys out but was surprised when it was Spencer instead.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Matt." She said. I could tell in her eyes that she was upset, which means I must have been right about her and Zack fighting again. "I thought you were still at the bar I just wanted to check here before I went all the way down there. I didn't mean to wake you, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Spence." I told her. "What's wrong?" I already knew the answer.

She sighed. "The usual, it's not a big deal, you should go back to sleep."

She turned to walk away but I grabbed her hand. "No, stay," I nodded. "I'm not that tired anyways." She gave me a smile before walking passed me and into the room.

I’m not sure when my infatuation with Spencer began. I can't pinpoint the exact moment when I began to view her more than a little sister but it had been ruining my life ever since.

Zack was my best friend but he didn't deserve her. Not after the last eight weeks. He has been treating her like shit and he has even gotten Brian to join in on bullying her. Don't get me wrong, Spencer is in no way innocent in this mess. She cheated, plain and simple. She did a truly awful thing to someone who loved her but she didn't deserve what Zack was putting her though. Zack had every right to be angry but he was taking it a bit too far.

"Matt?" Spencer called breaking me from my zone. I turned to her voice and realized I never stepped away from the door after she walked passed me. "Are you sure you done want me to go?" She asked.

I shook my head and made my way over to her. "I'm positive. Do you want to talk about it?" I sat next to her on the couch.

She sighed. "I just don't understand him nowadays," she complained. "He's one person one moment and a completely different person the next."

I nodded, really unsure of what to say to her. "Well, you know how I feel about the situation, Spencer." And she did. I made my point to her very clear when Zack flirted with that waitress at IHOP.

She sighed again. "He's trying though, Matt. You know that. You saw him at dinner tonight. And he's toned back the flirting quite a bit too."

I nibbled at my lip. She was right and I did see him at the restaurant. I saw her face light up when he kissed her out of nowhere. I remember feeling jealous and then remembered pushing it to the back of my mind because I had no right to feel that way. Just a few hours ago they seemed happy and so who was I to wish them any different?

But now here she was in my hotel room. She looked tired and defeated. She wasn't happy and from the sound of it Zack wasn't happy either. They were trying to be happy together but it just wasn't working out.

So, was it wrong of me to wish they would break up? I mean, of course I wanted them to break up for my own selfish reason but also because I knew they deserved better than each other. Did that mean I thought myself as a better person that Zack - my best friend? Suddenly another thought came to me and I resisted an audible groan. Even if Spencer and Zack did break up, it wouldn't do any good for me. It's not like I could go after my best friend's ex-girlfriend. Zack would never forgive me and I wasn't sure if the band would survive it.

Spencer brought me out of my thoughts again. "I'm going to go," she told me. "You seem really out of it tonight."

She stood from the couch. It I pulled her back down and nearly into my lap. "You're not going anywhere so stop trying to leave, Spence." I gave her a dimpled smile and knew I instantly won her over when she returned the smile and snuggled down into my side.

I felt guilty because although she meant it in a friends-only type of way I could help but allowing it to feel like more because I wanted it to mean more.

"I don't want to talk about him anymore though," she said. She reached up and grabbed the remote and clicked on the television. "Just tell me when you're ready for me to leave," she told me.

"Okay," I agreed but knew I wouldn't kick her out.

Spencer clicked though the channels before she found some sort of comedy on and then cuddled against me again. I draped my arm around her shoulders and was tempted to plant a kiss on her forehead just to reassure her that everything was going to be okay but I didn't.

Before I knew it I began to drift off to sleep. I knew falling asleep in this position would award me with a crick in my neck so I regrettably stood from the couch.

"What's wrong?" Spencer asked

I shook my head. "Nothing, I can just barely hold my eyes open." She moved to get up but I stopped her. "No, you stay, really. You won't bother me."

"Are you sure?" She asked and I nodded.

"I'm positive."

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I woke up sometime later with a cramp in my hand from sleeping on it funny. I flipped over and nearly jumped out of bed when I realized I wasn't alone.

A familiar head of blonde hair lay beside me. Spencer's back was toward me but I could tell from her light breathing that she was asleep. I slowly slid closer to her and wrapped my arm around her waist. She had always felt so tiny in my arms but even more so now from some reason. I cuddled up next to her and even though I know this was probably - no, definitely crossing the friends-only line, I didn't care. It was nice to have someone in my arms again and it was even nicer to know it was Spencer, someone I truly cared about. I dozed back off into slumber with ease.

Notes

Another chapter. It's short and kinda lame but I hope you guys still enjoyed it!

Title credit: Mest "Dying for You"