Only Yours

RUMOURS

I didn't even know whether I stood a chance. Every gaze, every shy bent to my figure and those plump lips which he licked. The matter of fact that I was enjoying it made it even worse. His thick shoulders grazing my forehead, and every pivot of the neck to meet my running hands over his back.

The muscles barged in and out, as they strained to meet his desires. Oftentimes, he buried his head on my neck while I cried in pleasure. It was beautiful, under the pink cuddly mattress where we had memories to last a lifetime, time to spend for anything, and almost, every secret to being pushed beyond our minds.

"Know that this won't be a habit.", I slowly teased as my nails crushed his hair.

He snickered, "Well, then its one-in-a-week matter"

My laugh of goofiness resonated in the room, as we cuddled closer for a second round.

"You are gonna be hell tired!"

"Look who's talking.."

Emma closed it. As boring as ever, she didn't know whether it was the story which had kept her from writing or the running hoarse noises of the train because now that it was done, she felt as if it had to be with her all the time. Even though Maria was usually the introvert type, she didn't know if her diary could trust that.

"I find myself in a sea of emotions"

Emma looked up, sweaty, and nodded stubbornly, to show she was more than just listening. However, her maid was now, submerged into the sceneries of the outside.

"Every day is otherwise like these running images of trees, yards, and farms. I see every day and night, as rapid as a horse ride, that I never notice how tiring it could turn out to be"

"I don't stop, just keep sprinting until Madam says the laundry, food, and floors. I don't stop when Master orders the documents to be kept safe, the lockers to be looked on to, and finally is important bedroom cleanliness"

"I don't notice this, neither do I notice that. I don't give a hang about Bruno back home, neither Jade nor Jordy. I just forget how much Jony wants me back home. I forget!"

Her laughter at the end of it brought tears I couldn't wipe off. Everyone around, beginning from the old woman who was snoring a minute before in the upper bunk, to the young teenager engrossed in a horror thriller, everyone had been caught into her trap of words.

"But, I am fine. By the way, we are rushing off now there itself!'

Reading conflict again, I failed to enquire the matter now, because of the crowd.

But there wasn't much to be discussed when the train came to a halt.

At the next station, I was spellbound by something I had never anticipated.

"Guys..."

"So, is this for real?"

"Is it or not?"

Yolo laughed a little, his tears making way down in the excitement.

"IT IS!"

In minutes, they were jumping around in a circle among a naked guy, a loser who had lost his control with the dance moves, a guy who wouldn't keep quiet, and lastly, the one who had taken a look into his phone.

The four were enjoying, shouting,

"YEAH, WE DID IT...HIP HIP HURRAY...SPECTACULAR 5, WE THE SPARKLES LOVE YOU~~"

The fan chant poured out from the excited minds, as a shocked eldest stood, motionless as he held some papers of scribbled signatures.

"Then what about the contract, you losers? Fans who are waiting for the concert?"

The four huffed, and screamed,

"AFTER OUR PERSONAL TOUR ONLY!!!!'

"Why would you wanna go into a tour guys, when concerts itself are fun?!"

Key sighed, and babyishly pouted,

"Are you kidding me? We haven't had once since debut!"

Yolo added,

"Plus, concerts take all our energy. I do wanna see our fans, especially after what happened last year with all those rumors. But a fun zone of a week will be fun. Anyway, the managers have been persuading us, haven't they be?"

Tatoo shoved out some old retro headphones from the cupboard dustbin and joked,

" Fun in a plane vanished, some songs in a train~~'

Lion kicked his butt and asked him to shut up.

"Whatever it may be, the notices will be out to the Sparkles. They too have been asking me, during our lives. They would be ecstatic, Falcon!"

Falcon however wasn't convinced.

"...Know what the rumors said right?..."

The other four stood motionless. The recollections were painful.

Yolo sighed,

"Guys, that was me...right? Why would you blame yourselves?"

The other four didn't agree.

"Stop saying that! We all had mistakes. You had just one of them..."

Falcon hesitated to speak,

"I ...I had the worst..."

He broke down...

Last Year, at this time.

"But sir, please..do tell us why these rumors have shreds of evidence?"

The crowd broomed around them, shoving off Falcon to the right where Yolo stood, wobbly by the legs and mind. Neither did their caps nor the garments brought efforts to conceal identity. One minute, a fan was inquiring if they were actually the big boy band, another, the media had popped out of nowhere.

"Sir, the channels are flashing with news on broken love. Is that true?"

"Is Falcon really who he says to be?'

Falcon said nothing. Turning emotionally unstable would solve nothing, he kept telling himself. He kept his head down after Yolo pulled him around his arms and fought with the crowd physically to get space to move.

Key was in the middle of pushing off a fat middle-aged woman who was now hugging him, in order to get a cool selfie.

None of the members could help each other when each had somebody to drive off.

"Please, try to understand. Those evidences are false-"

"Don't explain, Lion!"

The warning spilled from Falcon's lips, which undoubtedly was caught on camera.

"Why? Why shouldn't he explain?"

"Sir, why does this single warning sound suspicious?"

"At least sir, tell us why you postponed the press conferences. Doesn't these show you are actual victims?"

The black mikes were pushed against their mouths, dried in spits and saliva of some annoying media person and cameraman, amidst this commotion of trying to reach a black van a few feet away. The securities were trying their best to get them space, but even the twenty of them couldn't keep the crowd of millions from crushing these five.

These five somehow got to the opened door and they were jammed inside by their manager, Mr. Calum.

"Now, take the car...NOW! NOW!"

The vehicle flew off, kicking butts of whoever stayed as an obstruction and storming off camera stands and stray dogs.

The boys didn't have anything to say.

All that remained was five afraid innocent souls and some hidden tears.