Looking back on my girl’s day with Raina, I regret not telling her everything.
Here I am, laying curled up in a little ball on my bed, crying like a child for the second time today. I no longer had on leggings and Michael’s sweatshirt. Instead I was wearing a pair of his sweats – rolled an insane amount of times to keep them from falling off my hips – and one of his old band tees. There were holes all over it, courtesy of Ashton who briefly decided that all the boys’ shirts should have holes in them. Michael wore it once and instantly hated it, claiming that, “the wind made him cold”. The TV is on, playing an old re-run of How I Met Your Mother, but the volume is turned so low that I could barely make out Barney telling the group that when he gets sick, he just stops being sick and is awesome instead.
From my bedside table I heard my phone ringing, and I recognized the song immediately. “Beside You” was blasting on full volume, which meant only one thing. Michael was calling. I scrambled to get to it before it quit ringing and answered all-but out of breath.
“Hello? Michael?”
“Avery, no…it’s…it’s Luke.” The smile on my face dropped instantly.
“Luke? Why do you have Michael’s phone? Where is he? Is he okay?” A million worst-case scenarios flashed through my head…the plane crashed and Luke was the only survivor. Michael got hit by a car and is in the hospital. Michael got kidnaped by a crazy fan. Michael…
“He’s sitting right next to me. We’re in the cab on the way to the hotel. He, well he drank a lot on the flight and passed out. Ashton literally had to carry him off the plane. Management is angry as hell. We don’t know how we’re going to talk our way out of this one. There were fans and paps everywhere. Pictures are going to surface and questions are sure to be asked during interviews…” I knew Luke was rubbing his face furiously in frustration.
“Luke, calm down. It’s all going to be okay. You guys managed to work your way out of the Calum Snapchat nudes scandal. I’m sure you’ll be able to work your way out of this new Michael drunk off his ass scandal.”
“Avery, that’s not the reason why I called you. I called because I have something that, as of this morning, belonged to you…”
“Luke why do you have my ring?”
“I think the real question is, Avery, why don’t you?”
“Michael and I, well, we got into a fight. A really big one. Bigger than usual. It was right before he left this morning and one thing led to another and I ended up throwing it at him…”
“Well he had it out right before we boarded. He was just holding it up and staring at it. A fan almost stole it, Avery. This crazy chick came up and tried to grab it but I took it before she could.” Oh, my God. These fans, as happy as I am that they’re there for the boys, are absolutely insane. Going so far as to try and steal my wedding ring? Right out of Michael’s hands? That’s too far.
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Devil In Disguise
Fanfiction"You thought fighting for your love would be the hardest battle the two of you would have to face. But after your wedding, things just went downhill. You hardly ever see him because he's away on tour, and when you do, he's always drunk and cursing...
