The Bartender | L.H

Drink 31

Hi :)

I dyed my hair red woot woot (i also look odd without my glasses oh god aka why ill never get contacts)

Okay so
I know I need to stop thinking of new stories but I thought of a Michael one.

Do you want to hear about it?
Youre going to anyways

It is going to be sad and sweet. I've never written anything less then rough love and rude remarks so this will be odd. Let me know if you want a sweet sad michael fanfiction or not.

My idea was something around the lines of a girl goes to a therapy group where everyone has different issues. Not sure what hers is yet but she meets michael there and she asks him whats wrong with him and he says nothing hes just there for support blah blah blah soon they fall in love and he actually has something wrong with him, Something intense :( It will be emotional and sad. You will cry, laugh, punch someone, and most importantly you will feel the aching love between them. i wanna call it something like "the last days with michael clifford" or something along those lines

SO. Is that something you would like in the future?

Hopefully my other stories will be better than this.

ALSO I DELETED DEAR CALUM I WASN'T FEELING IT SO I POSTED ANOTHER CALUM ONE IDK IF ILL DO IT OR NOT TBH

((also prepare tissues for this chapter. Or a pillow to punch))

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"What do you do when you're in love?" I asked grace as we stared at her ceiling. Empty icecream cartons and crunched up chips surrounded us.

She sighed gently, hands resting on her stomach."You act on the feeling."

"Its not that easy." i said with a scoff.

"But it can be." She said moving her head sideways go look at me.

Her stare burned into the side of my head and I couldn't bear to look.

"Genevieve I know you love Luke and Ashton."

"I do not!" I argued with crossed arms.

Grace sighed and looked back at the ceiling. Silence filled the air as I knew Grace was being stubborn. Honestly I did love Luke, as much as we went through in the past I realized I needed to move on. You know why? He was an ass to me and I was so sweet ; but then he became sweet and I was an ass to him. See the cycle? I realized I was becoming the monster I had defeated.

"You can't stay here." Grace suddenly said as she sat up.

"Excuse me?" I said looking up from my position on the ground.

"You heard me! You need to go see Luke, okay? From what you've told me all night I know he needs you. You need to see him before the photos of you and Ash get out. That will break his heart." She said.

I slowly sat up, rubbing the side of my head with my hand. "I know." I mumbled.

"I promise we can have another girls night soon, but for now your boy needs you." She spoke and I agreed. I didn't want to hurt him even more.

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"Luke?" I called out as I stepped through the door.

I could feel an awkward tension coming from within the house. Once I walked into the living room, I could see why.

Every single one of the boys was sat upon the couches, all looking up at me.