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Michael Clifford.

How could Chrissy break up with me? She shattered my heart. I love her.

I have to get her back. But I have to go on that stupid date Calum is making me go on. This is the reason Chrissy broke up with me.

Just forget about her for right now Michael. I get dressed and ready for this date. Seven o'clock is approaching. I go down the stairs and find Chrissy sitting on Ashton's lap. Drunk and giggling. She is really close to him. Ashton isn't doing anything because he's drunk too.

I shake it off, knowing nothing will happen between them. The door bell rings and I go get it. I open it to see Lauren standing there.

"Hey," she smiled.

"Hey, I'm Michael," I introduce myself.

"I know who you are," she giggles.

"Oh sorry." I lool over to Chrissy, then back to Lauren, "Um lets go."

Chrissy Costanza.

Ashton and I got drunk. I was sitting on his lap. Giggling with him at nothing. All I really want to do now is go home, and forget about Michael. Its all my fault. Why did I get involved with him?

Whatever. Fuck him. No. I still love him. Why am I so difficult.

"Ashhhhh," I giggled.

"Chrissyyy," he giggled.

"Kiss meeee," my drunk self says. Ashton connects his lips to mine. This one kiss turns into a heated make out session.

I hear the front door open, but just keep on kissing Ashton. "What the hell is going on here!?" Michael's voice said. I pull away from Ashton and get off him.

"Why does it matter to youuuu," I extended the u.

"Because," He pasued, "Because I love you Chrissy."

Ashton looked at Michael weirdly. But since he's drunk he's gonna forget about it. "Michael not nowwww. I loveeee...."

"I loveeee lionssss," I giggle.

Michael sighed, "Lets get you to bed amd get you some water."

"Nooooo," I whine, "I want some Mikeyyyy."

He smirked at that, Ashton knocked out on the couch. Michael picked me up and took me to my room. He layed me down. "Mikeyyyyy," I whine.

"Yes Chrissy?" he asks.

"I neeeedddd youuuu," I giggle.

"Really?"

"Yeahhhh, you are my boyfriendd rightt?"

"Well you did break up with me," he pouted.

"NOOOO!!! When?!"

"Just a few hours ago."

"Whattttt noooo, stop lyinggg."

"I'm notttt. But hey you want me to still be your boyfriend?" he smirked.

"Well duhhhh. I don't wany anyoneee elseee," I giggle.

He smirked, already earning what he wanted. He got me some water and I drank it. He kissed me goodnight and sang me to sleep. When I fell asleep, I felt him leave. Of course, he couldn't stay in the room with me. If someone saw him in here, they'd freak.

"I loveee youu Michael," I mumbled in my sleep.

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Chapter thirteen.

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