Eyes

8. "Me three!"

Fuck furious I'm about to lose my shit. The boy who caused Calum so much pain was right in front of me.They were best friends, what the hell is wrong with him?! I wanted to get up, but Michael was holding both of my arms and Luke was holding my legs together from under the table. I tried to get out of their grips, but failed big time. Why do they have to be so strong.

"Nora, just calm down, people are looking at us." Luke hissed from across the table.

"I don't care, Luke. He freaking punched Calum." I glared and hissed back.

"He's fine!"

"HE HAS A BRUISED JAW AND A FUCKING HOLE IN THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!" I yelled. Everyone turned their heads towards us, including Ashton's. I watched him with the most disgusted face I could ever pull. He looked at me with no emotion, but when I was about to break the eye contact between us he was smirking. Smirking.

"I'M ABOU-"

I couldn't even finish my sentence. Michael had his hand over my mouth and all you could hear was my muffled voice. I felt the boys losing their grip after a while and I stood up immediately. I walked towards Ashton and he still looked at me with the same stupid smirk.

"I'm about to slap that fucking smirk off of you-." I felt a hand in front of my mouth again. Oh! C'mon! I almost said it! I felt my body carried away. I turned up head around to see Luke carrying me.

"Let me go! Luke! No! Luke! I'm serious! Just. Let. Me. Go." I yelled slamming my fists against his back and panting. We were out of Starbucks and he stopped at the water fountain in the middle of the square. I was tired of slamming my fist against his back and yelling. I just wanted to sleep. Hating Ashton is a lot more work than I thought. I felt the ground under my feet and I tried to run away, but when I turned around a freaking Michael Clifford stood in front of me. He gave me the look.

"Don't you dare." He says and pointed his finger towards me.

"But h-"

"Try to go back and you'll regret it."

I huff and crossed my arms against my chest. I really wanted to slap that smirk off of his face. Why does a handsome boy like him has to be so rude?! No. wait. what? Scratch that. I don't think he's handsome. He disgusts me. I know Calum for just two days, but he's like a brother to me and so are Luke and Michael.

"Are you okay?" Luke asks bringing me back to reality.

"I'm just... I... Mhm." I couldn't talk. I had to much thoughts dancing in my head, so I just hummed.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." No I'm not. I hope they believe me. I'm a terrible liar.

"Bullshit." Michael pipes in.

"No really I'm fine." I say sighing and sitting down at the edge of the fountain. They each took a seat beside me and Luke placed a hand on my knee. I felt like someone was watching us three, but I didn't bother to look around.

"Did I ever told you you're a terrible liar?" Luke chuckles.

I looked up at him and chuckled too. He was right and I knew it damn well.

"Tell me something new." I half smile.

"Nora, there is clearly something bothering you. What is it?" Michael asks.

"You know what's bothering me?" I begin and stood up to face them. They both looked at me with attention and waiting for me to continue. I opened my mouth to continue, but I couldn't. Am I really going to tell two boys who I met two days ago about how I feel? I did 't even talk about my feelings with Sam! I know I can trust them. Don't ask me how, but I just do. Should I tell them? No. What if they're pretending to be your friend to find out all your secrets and then telling Ashton al about it, so he and the others can use it against you. You're acting crazy Nora. Ugh I don't know anymore. They were still not moving a muscle and waiting for me to continue. My hands went up to my hair softly pulling it and I groaned.