Michael’s POV
It’s been 6 months since I last saw Chloe. I wonder if she ever thinks about me? I miss her so much and I wish she was mine. She broke my heart, but I was still in love with her.
@Michael5SOS: Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie? If what we had was real, how could you be fine? ‘Cause I’m not fine at all. </3
I decide to check out her page and her most recent tweet was some lyrics from a sad love song.
@ChloeFallenAngelz: Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you over again. Don’t make me change my mind. Or I won’t live to say another day, I swear it’s true. Because a boy like you’s impossible to find, you’re impossible to find. <3
I sigh, maybe she find someone else.
@Michael5SOS: How can you move on so fast and I’m still in love with you! Guess we weren’t meant to be together after all. #heartbroken
I guess we were never meant to be. I guess I’ll have to move on, because I guess she doesn’t love me as much as I thought she did. This is fate telling us that we aren’t meant to be together and we were never meant to be. Maybe I was really meant to spiral out of control and that Chloe was meant to end up in the hospital. Maybe all that happened because the universe was telling us we weren’t meant to be together.
I try not to cry thinking that I will never get Chloe back. I will never find a girl like her. I loved her but we weren’t meant to be together. Once Luke finishes up rehearsals, I run out to the bus and lock myself in the bunk area in the back that is separated from everyone elses bunks. I didn’t want to face anyone right now. I just wanted to cry because I would never be able to be with my true love ever again.
“Michael, please open up!” Luke says.
I don’t answer and keep crying.
“Michael, please don’t do this! Please, just open the door!” Luke begs.
I take out my blade that I keep hidden in my shoe and pull up my sleeves. I start with my right wrist and cut myself six times. I then move to my left wrist and cut myself six times.
“Michael please, I’m begging you. Chloe wouldn’t want this!” He anxiously says.
“Chloe doesn’t love me! She’s moved on! Just check her twitter page.” I shout, continuing to cry.
I assume he’s checking her twitter and I hear him calling someone.
“Michael please, it’s all misunderstanding! Just come out and don’t do this!” Luke says, sounding like he’s about to cry.
“No it’s not, everything happened because it was the universe telling us that we aren’t meant to be together. Clearly she’s moved on and I’ll never be able to be with my true love again!” I shout.
“Michael, please just open the door!” Luke begs.
“No, I’m never coming out!” I shout back.
I hear my phone ringing and answer it.
C: Michael?
M: Chloe?
C: Michael, please don’t do this! Just open the door and let Luke clean you up. Then, come outside the bus once you’ve cleaned up.
M: Okay.
C: Bye Michael.
I open the door and Luke rushes me to the bathroom to clean me up. Once he’s done, he practically shoves me outside.
“Hello?” I ask.
“Hi Michael.” I hear a timid but familiar voice say.
“Chloe?” I ask.
A figure runs at me, crashing into me. She nearly topples me over but I quickly wrap my arms around her.
“Oh my god, how are you here?” I ask surprised.
“I got airline and concert tickets. I really missed you and I wanted to see you.” She replies.
I bury my face in her hair, trying to memorize her scent.
“I can’t believe your actually here.” I tell her.
She pulls out of my embrace and climbs on top of the bus, with the help of Luke, Ashton, and Calum. Luke then hands her a megaphone.
“Michael Gordon Clifford, I love with you all my heart. I left you six months ago and it was the biggest mistake I ever made. Will you please forgive me and be my boyfriend again?” She shouts into the megaphone.
I signal her to climb down. The boys help her down and I wrap her up in my arms.
“Yes!” I murmur against her lips.
I press my lips to hers and hear cheers. I put my fist in the air and hear more cheers.
“I think we should take this slow though.” She murmurs.
“I agree, considering we haven’t exactly worked through my mistakes, I think that would be the best option right now.” I agree.
We head back onto the bus where the guys tackle her into a hug. Hopefully everything would go back to normal now. But after everything that happened, I knew nothing would ever be totally normal. We would always have my past, everything I put everyone I loved through. No one would ever be able to forget that, no matter how hard they tried. Chloe would always have that dark past that she’ll never be able to forget. She’ll never be able to forget the hell I put her through, the hell I put everyone through. Ashton almost got as bad as Chloe and had to go to rehab. I had broken happy, cheery Ashton. None of us would ever be the same again, but hopefully in time we could get back to our somewhat normal lives.
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“I’m so glad you’re here.” I whisper as we lay in my bunk.
“Me too.” She replies.
“So, you made it through rehab and therapy. I’m so proud of you, Chloe!” I tell her.
“I did and I’m proud of you for making it through rehab!” I reply.
“I did, but I would have liked to see you when I got out.” He says, pouting.
“I love you, Mikey!” She says.
“I love you more, baby.” I reply.
We both fall asleep, whispering sweet words to each other.
