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good things are about to come just you wait mabitchezz :---* lol

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"Do I look nice?" I grinned at Diana and I spun around for her to have a overall look.

"Bitchy." She laughed.

"I know, right?" I smirked, looking at the big mirror of my walk in closet.

I was wearing a misfits muscle tee from Spencer that I borrowed, short denim shorts that is a little ripped, my hair styled on a messy bun, and some dark shade of makeup, mascara, some eyeliner, and a crimson red lipstick.

"Shall we?" I asked, that's when Spencer peeked on the door of my bedroom. "We're ready." I laughed and he nodded.

"Finally, you two are taking so long." Spence playfully huffed.

"Can you bring us to this address?" I asked and he scoffed.

"Of course, you used to-"

"Yeah, yeah. Shut up." I rolled my eyes.

We spent 30 minutes of driving because Michael's house is a little far from mine, Spencer gave me a quick hug and said will pick me up immediately when I text and I should inform him if I'm gonna stay the night. Which I think I'm not gonna do because...ugh, it's hard to explain what Michael and I had, I don't even want to discuss it.

When we went inside the house it was filled with a lot of people, in other words, overly crowded and I can't see any of the boys.

"Let's go get some drinks!" Diana squealed.

"Diana, no, later. Let's look for the boys first." I laughed and pulled her with me. She whined.

I searched for a a blonde boy with a quiff (luke), a red haired pale boy (michael), an asian looking black haired dude with cute eyes (calum), and a boy wearing bandana (ashton).

[p.s., i know michael dyed his hair but i like the red head mikey so]

But unfortunately, I found Michael.

"Michael hi." I shyly approached, when he saw me he smiled and gave me a hug, everytime he touch me, flashbacks go back. "Happy birthday." I greeted and he laughed.

"Thanks."

"Where's the other boys?" I asked and he chuckled.

"Calum's over there with some blonde," Michael pointed to some direction which I looked and he's sucking the girl's face off. Ew, gross. "Ashton's with some brunette upstairs." He stated like it's completely normal.

Well, to him, it's normal.

"Where's Luke?"

"I don't know, maybe with some chick too?" He shrugged.

I looked behind me and Diana was nowhere to be seen. Typical.

"Okay, uhm, I'm gonna find Luke." I awkwardly mumbled, when I was starting to walk away Michael grabbed me by the arm that I mentally flinched.

"Stay with me." He whispered in my ear that gave me goosebumps.

"I-i need to find Luke." I tried to reason myself out but he just scoffed.

"You're still a bad liar, Maria." He called me by my full name and my eyes brimmed with tears.

Flashbacks are coming back again and it's haunting me.

"Michael, just leave me alone." I said, my voice about to crack.

"I missed you." He cooed I wiggled out of his grasp and ran away, now I'm finally crying.

The party's not even starting and I'm already crying. Why do I have to be so weak?

I know the place, so I made my way to the roof from a random guestroom, I like staying on roofs, I gasped when I found someone already sitting on my usual spot back in the old days.

"Luke?" I called out and he turned, he was holding a liquor bottle in one hand while the other hand ruffling his hair.

"Ria?" He called out, his voice came out hoarse, maybe because of the amount of alcohol he consumed.

"Are you okay? Are you drunk?" I asked for my own safety, I don't want to repeat what happened back last last year.

"No and no, I'm used to alcohol." He laughed. "Want some?" He asked giving me another bottle that he's been hiding behind.

"Yeah, sure." I mumbled holding the bottle.

"Are you crying?" He asked and wiped the tears away. I looked into his concerned expression.

To be honest, since that library incident, I've been thinking about Luke lately. I don't know why, I don't even know what I feel about him. I also catch him staring at me sometimes.

"It's nothing, really." I assured but he doesn't seem to be convinced.

"Ria, c'mon you can trust me." He smiled. "Tell me."

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