Over and Over (On Hold)

Chapter 16

Michael's POV

I miss her.

I hadn't been sleeping since she finally said it was over. I mean sure I saw it coming, I always saw it coming. How did I even think that we would work out. I thought she could be happy with me, I thought I could make her as happy as he did. I could feel my eyes start to water and blinked a few times.

Don't be a pussy.

It had been a few days since we had officially been over. I hadn't really left my room much except to shit and get food. We were going to be going through a few tracks and playing some instrumental stuff and singing some tunes. I honestly wasn't even excited to record today, and I love going into the studio and recording.

I also wasn't excited because I knew Harley would be coming. I honestly couldn't bare to look at her let alone be in her presence.

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Harley's POV

"Harley!" I forced my eyes to continue to stay closed hoping that this person would see I needed five more minutes of sleep.

"Haarley!" I felt the person shake my shoulder a bit but tried to stay extremely still and peaceful.

"Haaarley!" My face began to twitch as a smile broke out on it because his voice sounded so whiny at the moment which was quite funny to me.

"I know you're awake I see that smile." My eyes forced themselves open and looked at the perpetrator of my awakening. Calum sat on the edge of my bed and looked at me like I was crazy. "I've been trying to get you up forever, you ass!"

"And I've been trying to sleep but you've been interrupting me, this is a lose-lose situation." I turned my back to them and tried to close my eyes.

"Not so fast!" I felt a hand pull back to face him. "You need to get up."

"Why? Can't I just sleep for a few more days?" Calum laughed at my request and shook his head.

"No because you're going to the studio with us!" I looked at him confused.

"Why?" I rose an eyebrow and began to sit up.

"Well there may or may not be a really good song being recorded today that I think you'll enjoy listening to."

"What song?" I was getting excited now.

"You'll see in a bit, just get ready and out of bed."

And that was why I got ready in the quickest fashion possible, throwing on a tie dye Led Zeppelin t-shirt and some random leggings with my Chuck's. I ran a brush through my hair, throwing it up into a very messy bun. As soon as my glasses were on and I had a bit of mascara coating my lashes I was running out into the lounge.

The tension in the room was hard to miss seeing as Michael wouldn't look at anyone in the room including Luke who was trying so hard just to have a conversation with him about anything. At the moment he was trying to talk about kittens but Michael wouldn't even budge. No giggle, no smile, nothing.

"Is it time to go?" I awkwardly looked at the ground not wanting to meet anyone's eyes.

"Yes! Perfect timing, we were discussing leaving without you but Ash thought that'd be rude." Calum's voice reached me and I looked in his direction.

"Who's driving?"

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We piled into the van with ease, I was comfortably sitting in the far back with Ashton, while Luke and Calum sat in the middle. To say the ride was awkward would be an understatement due to the thick tension in the air. Anne was driving us and Michael continued to be antisocial in the passenger seat. Anne continuously looked at him with concern on her face, but either he didn't notice or he was ignoring it because he wouldn't acknowledge her presence let alone show a sign that he was okay.

Ashton held my hand, squeezing it as if he knew I was uncomfortable. I leaned my head on his shoulder and his head dropped on top of mine. I nuzzled into his neck a bit, which thankfully wasn't covered by his hair due to the fact that it was pulled back like mine. His lips pressed into my hair. I let out a sigh and could feel his lips turn into a smile through my hair. I smiled down at our intertwined fingers and ghosted the fingers of my free hand up and down his forearm. Goosebumps popped up on the surface of the skin I touched. I tilted my head just enough for my lips to brush against his neck. He tensed a bit, not used to the feeling like he used to be. His hand released mine and instantly I missed the warmth of his touch, I scooted away thinking he wanted some space but stopped when his arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me into his side. I snuggled into his chest and giggled lightly. I had missed his touch so much over the months and not even realized it. He pulled back and looked at me questioningly but I just shook my head and returned to my comfy position on his chest. I felt his chuckle vibrate through his chest and his arm tighten around my waist.

I was surprised when we rolled up to the studio, I mean it didn't look what I thought a recording studio looked like. To be honest from the outside it looked like a shit hole. As if some giant had just wiped their ass, rubbed it on the wall, then wrote in thick, grungy, white letters Walkman Studios.

I followed Ash out of the van, my hand securely in his whilst my fingers grazed his arm like before. I leaned into his side trying to stay comfortable in this new environment. We walked into the building through the brown, peeling door which lead us into a long hallway covered with various posters and photos making me turn my head so I could take in everything. Sure there was peeling paint on all the walls and it was a little gritty and smelled like mildew but I got over it. I loved the vibe of the place.

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