Michelles Pov;
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I woke up abruptly in Room which was certainly not mine. I couldn't hear nobody or see anybody, i stood up as i stumbled towards the door as i walked out into a living room.
"Michelle!" Before analysing who it was i was enclosed into a tight hug as the scent of alcohol and cigarettes lingered.
"Are you okay?" a warm hand pressed my forehead before giving me a concerned look.
"Elle, you uhm, erm... There's a shirt in my wardrobe hang on" i looked down appearing to myself that i was only in my bra and knickers, before turning swiftly frozen in shock and holding the door frame for support nobody has called me Elle since my mom had gone into the mental institution. I saw a familiar blonde. It was Roger. Still not saying anything i stood helplessly as he draped his shirt over me.
"Look i think this was a mistake i don't feel well and i'm certainly not quite sure why i was in your bed, my room is down the hall it's and obvious mistake."i stated as i pulled some knee high socks on which i had just grabbed from a washing pile adjacent to me.
"No it's not. I didn't want to leave you. your drink was spiked god knows how it was a bottle of whisky you were drinking and you went off the rails. There was traces of MDMA in your system.."
i looked at him shocked i couldn't believe it i just paused, "I..I- i'm not feeling too good, where's the aspirin, i need it now please Roger!" the pain in my head and stomach was unbearable before he could even turn to pass me the aspirin i bolted off to the bathroom, throwing up violently i felt terrible.
"Elle, are you okay?" he leant down over me rubbing soothing circles onto my back as i grabbed some tissue and slumped myself up the bathroom wall with my arms circling the toilet bowl resting my head on them.
"Yeah, i think can u pass the telephone i really need to call my daddy." Roger looked calm until i said the word daddy, to be honest i think it was the left over drugs talking, but then again i've always said it purely because i was spoilt when I was younger.
" Uh yes here.." he said as he scratched his neck lightly looking confused.
"Hello?" a voice echoed down the phone.
"Daddy? It me i've missed you, look my drink was spiked with MDMA and i know today is the day you see mom i was wondering if i could speak to her..?"i said softly running my hair through my blond locs.
"Hello? Elle? My baby! i haven't spoken to you in ages how are you?"
"Not too bad. I just need to ask you something." i grabbed the wire tighter from the telephone in nerves.
"Before you were diagnosed you took MDMA, right? well what exactly does it do?" i was very nervous now.
"Michelle Stonem! That's none of your business! And are you planning on taking it? You stupid girl no wonder i've had letters from your friends saying your off the rails. Im mortified." the phone beeped loudly as it hung up i slammed the phone down in anger and went to get some coffee before grabbing onto furniture for reassurance. Roger later followed on as i went straight to the coffee machine.
"Your not eating? You know you really should eat i think that's what's making you feel worse your stomachs probably empty." he slid a plate down the counter with a piece of light buttered toast on.
" Mm no thanks i think i'll pass still full from yesterday haha" i forced out a giggle knowing i hadn't ate yesterday either.
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"Moët and Chandon right there are you blind? In the pretty cabinet you idiot." i scoffed at i jokingly hit roger on the back, it had now been 4 days since the incident with the drugs and i was feeling a lot better. I parted my lips before taking another hearty drag of my cigarette the butt now stained with red lipstick.
"Well are you having a glass then?" the drummer waved the bottle frantically in the air before chucking it onto the table his eyes meeting mine. We sat for about a minute his eyes were gorgeous and so was he oh how i would-
Michelle stop. He's practically a manwhore what on earth are you doing. Yet again maybe he wasn't, he was so kind to you give him a chance.
That last sentence now echoing in my head i knew it wasn't true i cleared my throat awkwardly before being met with the footsteps of Brian Deaky Freddie and, No way i couldn't believe it, Riley Turner, i've had a crush on him since i was 16 and so did he although he had to move up to scotland for a few years breaking us off.
"Michelle, i haven't saw you in ages" he ran towards me as i jolted out of my chair giving him a tight hug before being met with a soft kiss on my cheeks. I turned my head to see Roger as he shot a look of jealousy and hatred towards Riley.
"Hello Roger. Ain't seen ya in ages. Doing good am ya?" he seemed so genuine and nice as always.
"Perfect Riley, Just Perfect" he distained through a smile with gritted teeth.
"Do you two already know Riley?" a confused John questioned.
"Yeah actually me an Elle have history and Roger, you know friends you could say" Riley answered as he wrapped his arm around me. Once again there was Roger jealous as always im not sure why as me and Roger probably were just about close to friends. Perhaps it was he wanted to get into my knickers as per usual exactly like the first night we met and 5 days ago..
AUTHOR NOTE
PLEASE DONT HARASS ME JF THERES ANY SPELLING MISTAKES IM HALF AWAKE LMAO, I'll deffo go over this chapter to make sure it makes sense once again i'm sorry for the short chapter i get paranoid about making the chapter too long or too short lol 😭 x
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Любовные романы"Goodbye drummer boy." that was to be the last time i would see him but how i was wrong as he shares the covers with me warning~ smut will be implied
