Jet Black Heart\\M.C.

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+Mikey+

"Try to get some sleep and have a great day in the morning. Text me okay?" Mikey says to Hannah as she lays in bed with Daniel.

"Yeah, I'm gonna try," she replies quietly and he can see the distance in her face.

Its only been three days and she has hardly slept, breaking his heart. He has tried his best to be there for her naps, staying on the phone while he drives or secluding himself to keep his end quiet. Her struggle is killing him but he doesn't know what else to do.

"Have fun at the party," she continues, a hint of saltiness in her tone that irritates him.

"You want me to miss it so I can watch you sleep?" He counters her with just as much sass.

Her brows furrow as she stares at nothing, making him regret his attitude. But before he can apologize she sniffs, "Goodnight, Michael."

"Hannah," he sighs and then she hangs up. "Fuck."

He fists his hair in frustration before sitting up to text her.

M:hannah I'm sorry

H:goodnight Michael

M:I'm sorry
M:i know your tired and its frustrating
M:do you want me to skip the party?
M:i will

H:no
H:i don't want you to do that. I'll be okay.

M:I'll skip.
M:can I call you back?

H:no
H:please
H:go to the party.
H:i mean it.
H:I'm sorry I hung up on you.

M:I deserved it
M:you sure though?
M:i will stay

H:no. Go to the party Mikey
H:I'll be okay.
H:Goodnight

M:i love you Hannah

H:i love you too mikey

He flops back onto his pillow, rubbing his forehead. Its only day three. Its only fucking day three and they're fighting. He feels sick to his stomach. How is he going to last the rest of the three weeks? Fuck.

"You ready Mate?" Ashton asks, popping his head into the bus.

"Actually yeah," Mikey chuckles ruefully, dying to take a little edge off.

"Alright!" Ash cheers and claps Mikey on the back once he exits the bus. Ash locks it up and then turns to Mikey, looking him over before sighing, "She's already not sleeping?"

"Not a bit," Mikey rubs his brows, not wanting to talk about it but knowing Ash just wants to help.

"I have a stash in my room that helps with sleeping. I knew I should have given it to her. Do you mind if I tell her I have it?"

"Sure," Mikey waves his hand, anything to help her worth it at this moment.

Ashton takes out his phone as they walk down the street to the party, the loud music already drifting to them and Mikey smiles. House parties are messy and usually pretty trashy, but he likes them; finding them less controlled and more exciting than bars or clubs. They walk up the steps and are immediately greeted by the headlining band of the night, the three guys already wasted with Luke and Calum.

"So glad you guys could make it," the lead singer slurs before wrapping his arm around Mikey and giving him a cup of beer.

"Lady troubles," Calum smirks and Mikey rolls his eyes before chugging the beer, peeping from the side of his eye as Ash smiles at his phone.