The Dreadful Truth

Chapter 15

**Michael**

WHY?? Why did I have to risk it all and try to kiss her? And why did Luke think he was on a date with Ava? Were they on a date? Oh god, I should stop thinking about this. I should be worrying about what I'm gonna do when I have to go to work with both of them tomorrow. Ava I can handle she has her own office but Luke, we're bad mates. I'll just have to talk it through with him and figure out who gets Ava. God talking like she's an inanimate object is horrible. We shouldn't fight over her.

"Just focus on the road Michael," I said to myself. I turned on the radio and kept driving.

 When I arrived back at my house, I ran through the entire house just to get to my room without being asked any questions. I closed my door and locked it. I jumped into some pajamas and slid into bed. It was still a little early for me to go to bed even though it was a quarter past 10. I put on some friends and started to think about everything.

***

I woke to my alarm going off. The moment I have dreaded was about to happen in t-minus 1 hour. I decided to take it easy and throw on some sweats and a baseball t-shirt. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart and threw it into the toaster. My mom walked in and ruffled my hair. I groaned and fixed it. 

"How'd things go last night?" She asked starting the coffee machine.

"Um, not like I planned," I said grabbing my pop tarts and running out of the kitchen.

"Oh, um okay. Drive safely!" She yelled after me.

I got in my car and let out a sigh of relief. Even though the big part wasn't over, a small part of it was. I drove to work and went to the small studio to get some peace and quiet. When I got up to get some coffee I saw Ava in her office. I gave her a small wave, and she gave a very small smile and kept working on a sketch. 

**Ava**

Why was this so difficult? I had spent so long creating pros and cons lists between the 2 dating contenders. So far they were tied up. I looked up to see Micahel at my door window. He waved at me, but I could bring myself to wave back. I still liked him, but something had changed. I wasn't sure if it was good or bad. I like his courage, but I  wasn't ready for his courage. It was a win-lose situation.

I slammed my head down on my desk as he walked away. I continued to bang it when I was stopped by a cold hand under my head. I looked up to see Luke. Of course, he had to come now of all times. I hurried to hide the lists I made, I had watched enough Friends too know that never ends well if they find them. 

"Hey, what happened last night? All I know is one minute I'm getting us ice cream and the next thing I see you running away crying, with Michael standing there."

" I don't know. It all just happened so fast. I'd rather not talk about it right now, I myself don't know what to say."

"That's fine, I just want you to know that I'm here for you. Let me know if I need to beat up Michael for whatever he did to you," He said leaving me a coffee on my desk and walking out.

"Ugh, why do you both make this so hard!" I groaned.

Luke looked back and gave me a confused look. I waved him goodbye with a bright red embarrassed face. This was the win-or-lose decision of my life. I mean if I choose one and it doesn't work out, I have the other one, right? I pulled out my lists and got back to work on them. Was this a good idea? Falling in love with 2 of your colleagues and closest friends?

**Luke**

Why would she choose Michael over me? She wouldn't, right? I had to put that behind me and find Michael. I wanted answers about what happened last night. Whether he liked it or not, I would make him talk about it. I walked into the break room and found him sitting at a table with Calum.

"Hey, Calum do you think you can give me and Michael a second? Can you tell Rich that we might be a little late into the studio?" I asked taking the seat across from Michael.

"Yeah, uh, sure. Good luck you 2," He said taking his coffee as he left.

"I'd rather not do this now before we record a song in a small room," Michael said.

"Well, it's now or never. Spill your guts. Don't leave out any details, I want to know what you did to her."

"Fine, but I can tell you now it's nothing bad like you think," he said putting his feet up on the chair next to him.

He told me everything. I was angry, upset, and jealous. Why did he think that was the best time to make a move. He even said he saw my car. He knew what he was doing. After sitting in silence for what felt like forever, he apologized. I just kept staring into space for a while longer. I finally told him it was okay and that I probably was just overreacting and we would never be a thing. We hugged and made up then headed to the studio. Although apart of me still wanted to punch him.

***

I know I said I had a plan for how I wanted to end this story, but now I'm not entirely sure. I have a very small plan, but I do think it will be cringe. Can't wait. I'm mainly using this as an escape from my mental problems right now so, maybe this will go better than I think it is.