Brooklyn's POV

Well,  long story short, it's been  five weeks since I said "Goodbye" to Sky, who moved on (or more like back) to Tiffany. Chase and I were well...we never went out as a couple since the tour left his city the day after I broke up with Sky. I had gone out on a few dates with different guys. But nothing felt right.

I stopped dying my hair black, but I kept the blue streaks, only the blue is a pastel. Oh and my hair finally grew back to the point I can stop wearing extensions and my henna had faded away. Anyways, right now we're in Chicago, and it's the beginning of November and well...there's not that much to tell.

Sky and I are well...we don't really talk anymore and only see each other during anything that has to do with the show. But, even then we barely talk. Maybe a simple "Hey" if we're lucky before going about our day. One time we did bump into each other while practicing King of New York. But that's about it.

I'm  in the elevator and somebody runs in before the doors close. And Low and behold it had the to the one person I don't want to see anymore.

"Oh, um...hey Brook," Sky said awkwardly.

"Hey," I replied quietly. I glanced at him before looking away. This was going to be a long ride.

"Chaz told me you went out with a guy named Carson last night, how did that go?" he asked.

"Badly," I replied before it went quiet.

"So...you changed your hair," he said trying to make small talk. I seriously hate small talk. But I don't think he knows that.

"Yeah," I said sweetly. "About two and half weeks ago. Thanks for noticing. Not," I spat.

"Actually I noticed it the day you changed it," he said shyly. "It's better than the black and blue."

"What're you trying to say?" I asked while facing him with my arms crossed. "That it looks worse? Because your hair isn't much better ya know. Ever thought about a haircut?"

"Just saying it looks nice," he finished.

"Oh," I breathed. "Um....Thanks. But really, get a haircut." I then looked away since even though I've told myself to move on, but being in this tiny elevator with him made me remember all the good times we had.

And maybe, just maybe, I still had some feelings for him. There's just something about this guy that makes me feeling like everything is right.

Brooklyn, he has a girlfriend and you're just another name on his long list of girls he's dated. He probably doesn't even remember all the times you've had together, or that he was everything to you and after what happened you were broken in a million tiny pieces.

Just then the elevator stopped and well..."N-n-n-n-no, this can not be happening," I said in a worried tone. Sky tried pressing a few buttons before giving me a look. "Not again." I then started to bang the door while saying, "Out of all the lousy times to get stuck in a stupid elevator."

"No signal," Sky said. Great, that means we can't call for help and I'm stuck in a stupid elevator with my stupid ex-boyfriend, with my stupid feelings for him. Talk about stupid timing. Out of everyone in this hotel it just had to get stuck in a elevator with it had to be Sky. Sky, as in my ex-boyfriend that  I might still have feelings for. I kept on banging the door to open. Why I did this I had no idea. Maybe it was just old anger that needed to be let out.

"Brooklyn clam down," Sky said as he pulled me away from the door. I tried to get out of his grip, but the more I tried the more he tightened his grip. "Hey, stop fighting me and just relax."

I ignored him and kept trying, but he wouldn't let me go. After awhile I stopped fighting. He loosened his grip and that's when I tried again. But long story short it didn't work.

"That's it, now just take deep breaths." I did as he said and felt just a tiny bit better. I looked up and into his eyes, which was a bad idea because I felt myself getting lost again. I started feeling safe again, like nothing could hurt me. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't.

He didn't look away either, or even let go of my arms. Time seemed to slow down and I forgot we were stuck in a stupid elevator. Then, the next thing I know is that Sky's lips are on mine. I wasn't sure what to do or think. But that didn't last long since well...I melted right in and kissed back.

Then I started to wonder if this was a bad idea. After all he has a girlfriend; but he didn't push me away and instead he pulled me closer. My fingers started to get tangled in his hair and he only held my closer. I felt all my old feelings that I thought I burned come back. I felt warm, safe, sparks and everything I felt when we used to kiss. I didn't want this to end because it felt like we didn't even break up.

Just then I felt the elevator shake and start to move. We broke apart and I looked into his eyes. I wasn't sure what to think. The only thing I knew was that I just kissed Sky, as in my ex-boyfriend who has a girlfriend and....I wasn't sure what to do, say or think.

Before anything else happened I stepped back, tucked my hair behind me ear and looked at the ground. It's a good thing I did this too because the doors opened and I soon as I stepped out I felt someone hug me tightly.

"Nick, I've been stuck in a elevator before," I said once I realized who was hugging me.

"Yeah, but you were in there for an hour." Wait, what? I was in there for an hour? it didn't feel like that. Just then I saw Tiffany run up to Sky. She hugged him then gave him a big kiss on the lips. I didn't know that she was going to be here. But looks like she is.

"Hey Baby Bell, did you miss me?" she asked in that flirty voice.

"Um..." Sky looked over at me. C'mon Sky, if there's a little part of you that still cares about me, you'll tell Tiffany to get lost and we can try to fix this mess. After all, why would you kiss me if...if you didn't still have feelings for me still. Time seemed to slow down as he said, "Yeah, I missed you Tiff."

I looked away and felt my heart shatter. I'm not going to lie, after everything that has been going on with us, I knew that as soon as we got stuck in the elevator and kissed that I still loved him. Even after he broke my heart I still loved him. He stole my heart, broke it, and....I guess apart of my still belongs to a dorky red head named Sky Flahtery.

The day I said goodbye to him a small part of me was hoping that he would've gone after me, kissed me like never before, and then tell me that everything was going to be fine. But that never happened. Which brings us to now.

"C'mon, let's get out of here," Nick whispered. He then lead me out of the lobby. Before we walked out of the door I looked back at Sky, but he was wrapped up in Tiffany he didn't even notice I was leaving.

third person view.

But, little did Brooklyn know that as soon as she looked away and walked out the hotel doors Sky looked away from Tiffany for a moment with hope that Brook would be looking back. But instead he saw her walking out of the hotel.

Brooklyn's POV

We went to a café and ended up getting the same thing, a large hot chocolate  and a pecan maple pastry that were fresh from the oven.  We took a table by the window and this, this was just like old times. Just me, Nick, and no relationship problems. Just the two of us having some twin time. Which is something we haven't done in awhile. But maybe it was time to bring it back.

"So, we've got about seven hours before the show, it's beautiful fall day, I say we make the most of it," I said happily.

"Brooklyn, if you're saying what I think you're saying then you better know what I'm saying," he said.

"If you're going to say with I think you're going to say then that would be a yes," I replied with a small laugh. I remembered when we were younger we would always do that and boy would it freak Kate out like no tomorrow. It also freaked out Dylan, Zoey, Julia, Alex and even a few of his friends. Hey, maybe we should do this to the Toursies and watch what happens.

Nick only smiled, so I'll be taking that as a yes. When we left the café we started walking along the side walk trying to figure out what to do. After a little bit of walking we found a clothing store and went inside.

I was looking at the scarfs, when I found one that stood t the most. It was a baby boy blue that had some sparkle infinity scarf and there that had who knows how many rows of braids. 

"Nick, what do you think if this?" I asked while walking up to him with the scarf on my neck.

He took a moment before smiling and said, "Let's see, it's your favorite color, it's cute, it looks really soft and I want to use it as a pillow."

"I'll take that as a yes," I replied with a laugh. "Plus, it goes with my hair." then something hit me. "Hey, maybe I should get some sparkle put in."

"I saw a Claire's store on our way in, maybe we could get some of that spray on glitter."

"I'm getting the scarf, and this is the last time I'm asking you for hair advice."

"I feel like that was an insult," Nick replied deadpanned.

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," I said before walking away. I took the scarf off then went to find a matching bennie. After a few minutes I did end up finding one before heading the check out. I then went to find Nick, but it turned out he was right behind me.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Ready Brooky," he replied. I'm pretty sure that's not the saying, but I let it slid. We walked around the mall a bit more. We took a selfie and I posted it to Instagram with the caption "Twin time is the best time. Even if my twin is a complete dork. Love you anyways Nicky."