Brittany

I got to share my room with Alex. Matt offered me a different room where I was completely isolated but I told him that they I had no problem with having a roommate. I thought they'd pair me up with either Jess or Cassadee but they both shared a room with other guys. Alex jumped in and asked me to room with him tonight and frankly, I don't think I had a problem with that. But maybe the relationship was going pretty fast. I didn't like the pace we were in. It seemed rushed – like someone was actually tailgating Alex so that he'd jump out of the relationship already. I wasn't one to complain though. And besides, how was I supposed to explain how I felt? Wouldn't it be awfully rude if I told Alex to slow down? I didn't really know everything about him and I didn't want to take chances. He actually liked me and people like him are hard to find these days. He wanted an actual relationship and I was so down for that.

I arrived at the sixth floor with Zack, Matt and Vinny. Jack and Alex were nowhere to be found. I saw Alex head out the bus but after having conversations with people, I lost track of him. I'm sure they'd head up soon though. They were probably just talking or something.

Zack and Matt shared one room while Vinny and Jack shared another. Rian got a room with Cassadee and they were stationed on the fifth floor along with the rest of Hey Monday and The Summer Set. For now, I was pretty much alone so once I placed my stuff inside my room with Alex, I knocked on Zack's and Matt's door and asked if I could stay there for a while.

"Please, come in," Matt welcomed, opening the door a little wider so I could enter.

The room I had and the room I was in was pretty much the same. Two beds, plasma screen television, mini-refrigerator, a desk, a sofa chair and a balcony that has an overview of the whole city. I sat on the sofa chair Indian-style and watched Zack do push-ups on the floor.

"Wow, you really are body conscious," I said without much emotion.

Honestly, I was pretty sleepy but I didn't want to sleep alone. I didn't really feel entirely safe.

"I wouldn't really call it being 'body conscious'," he said, "I guess I just really like the exercise."

"Or, you're just that infatuated with your muscular build that you wouldn't stand to lose it," Matt interjected, crashing down on his bed. "This is the life," he sighed happily.

"Hence, the exercise Mr. Smarty-pants," Zack mentioned, turning on his back so he was facing the ceiling.

He started to do body crunches and sweat started pouring down his face. I handed him a bathroom towel from the bathroom but the moment I went out, I heard a thud coming from outside. I opened the hotel room door and saw Alex sitting on the floor in front of our room – which was right across the room I was in.

"What's wrong?" I asked him as I crouched down right in front of him.

"Oh, hey," he said, sounding surprised. "I thought I got locked out."

"That's why you're all mopey like that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I took his hand and picked him up, off the ground.

"I guess…?" He was acting weird and that worried me.

"Well, let me hand this towel to Zack and I'll be right back," I told him, handing him the keys so he could settle himself inside. Maybe he was tired. It was a pretty long day.

I went back into Zack's and Matt's room and saw that Matt had fallen asleep in the same position. Zack was downing a bottle of water shirtless. I almost drooled but luckily, I had enough self-control to regain composure. I got it together and handed him the towel to wipe himself with.

"Thanks," he said, crunching the bottle with his fist and shooting it in the trash bin by the desk.

"Sure," I replied, a little smitten. "I have to head to the other room though. Alex is back."

"Oh," he said, sounding a little disappointed. "Good night."

I smiled sheepishly at him before heading out of the door.

Well that was awkward, I thought to myself. Why was everyone acting so weird around me lately?

When I got inside my room, I saw Alex in the balcony just staring out into the view. I slid the door that divided the room from the balcony to the side and made my way next to Alex who seemed really down. I touched his hand which he almost jerked away.

"Shit, you scared me," he said, startled.

"You seem…jumpy," I smiled as I tried to reach for it again. This time he laced his fingers with mine and pulled me into a hug.

I placed my head on his chest and breathed in the moment. I pulled away a few inches to kiss him. At first, he kind of didn't want to but then he did it anyway. Why was he so awkward all of a sudden? Was it because of me? Was it something Jack had told him? I couldn't help but wonder. I didn't exactly voice it out since I wanted him to tell me himself. All I needed was a little patience and I'd be fine.

"I'm going to change. You should stay inside or you'll catch a cold," I said, kissing him on the cheek. He smiled a little and then frowned again.

I was about to hop back inside the room when suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and asked me to wait.

"I have something to tell you," he said with a pinch of guilt in his tone. I didn't like the sound of this. The mere tone of his voice got me nervous. Was he breaking up with me already?

"What is it?" I asked eagerly. I looked him in the eye and prodded him on.

"I-I can't do this…" he trailed off.

"Why? Did I do something wrong? You can tell me, you know," I rambled. That happens when I'm shocked, nervous, worried and scared. Right now, those few adjectives were hardly what I'd call the way I felt. It was indescribable, really. I couldn't find the right negative adjective that would truly fit my feelings.

"As cliché as this might sound, it really isn't you. It's me," he mentioned, scratching his head. "While I was in the bus with Jack, he sort of put some sense into me. I didn't really realize what I was doing until he found out and shoved it in my face. I'm really sorry, Brittany. But I'm afraid that there is no way that this will be able to work."

"What are you saying?" I didn't realize that my tone was pretty pissed until I heard it. I didn't mean to sound angry at all.

"U-um, I'm saying that it was a mistake for me to ask you to be mine in the first place," he stuttered.

"This isn't some kind of joke, is it?" I asked half-rhetorically.

I watched his shake his head from left to right with a heavy-hearted sigh. He looked pretty bummed out about this and I didn't even know why. But did I want to know? Now that was the real question.

I sighed heavily before turning on my heel. I really didn't have anything to say to him. I wanted to get some alone time but seeing as he got the balcony, I actually had to head outside. He didn't try to stop me which was a typical guy thing but I just hoped that he wasn't like the rest. Sadly though, he was.

I made my way down the hall to where the elevators were. I didn't really feel like going down so I just sat on the waiting chairs. Not a minute too soon, the elevator dinged and someone came out on our floor. It was Jack.

Normally, I'd vent out to him but I have a big gut-feeling that this was all his fault. He broke us apart because he was a selfish jerk who wanted everything for himself. When has he ever thought of what others might feel?

I got up and walked over to him. He was pretty surprised when he saw me just sitting there. He was about to say something when I was right in his face but I didn't let him. I just slapped him hard across the face hoping that that would put some sense in him.