Don't Stop | Michael Clifford

Chapter 59

"EL!" Maddie yells, just as I am brushing my teeth.

"What?" I try and yell back, spitting toothpaste onto the mirror. Oh well.

"ELEANOR!" Maddie yells again. I knew I'd yelled loud enough for her to hear. I sigh at the impossible girl as I make my way to the living room, Maddie turning up the volume as they're talking about 5 Seconds Of Summer. Or more specific; Michael.

"Last night, guitarist for 5SOS, Michael Clifford got into a fight in the middle of his concert. The man apparently jumped on stage and swung at our star. Though Clifford could've easily just taken a step back, he took of his guitar, getting into a full-fist fight with the man."

"WHAT!?" I yell, sitting next to Maddie.

"Just look at the video," she tells me as a video gets on the news, showing them playing their song Don't Stop, when a body jumps on stage.

Not just anyone. My fucking ex-boyfriend. No wonder Michael hit back.

I wasn't really thinking much or anything as pictures and videos of Michael leaving the concert with bruised face and lip. "Your boyfriend is a moron."

"I need to go there," I say, standing up. Maddie just looks at me and I can't tell if she understands why or is confused. "I need to check that Michael is okay and see if I can get to James' ball-sack."

"I'll come with you," Maddie says, slightly jumping up as she looks at me. "I'm off for a few days, and I want to see Luke." I smile, nodding as she collects her stuff to go home and pack a bag, meanwhile I go upstairs and pack my own bag. I don't even really choose, I just grab a few pair of jeans and a handful of socks and whatever I need. I don't think I've ever packed this light, I mean since I was a little girl and my clothes didn't take as much space.

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Maddie and I arrive at the boys' hotel, the security helping us in. None of us, at least as far as I know, hadn't told the boys we were coming at all, but that didn't change the fact that the security knew who we are. "Where are the boys from 5 Seconds Of Summer? What room?" I just ask the guy at the front desk.

"I'm sorry, but no fans are allowed," he says, not looking up from his computer.

"We're not fans, we're their girlfriends, you moron," Maddie spits at him, making him look up. "They're gonna want to see us." He obviously recognized us as he nodded and told us which rooms.

Obviously one of the top floors. Why am I even surprised?

"You going to kill him?" Maddie asks, leaning against the wall of the elevator.

"Who? James or Michael?" That makes her slightly laugh, as she takes a hand through her hair.

"I already know you want to kill James, so why would I even ask about him?" she jokes, making me crack a laughter. To be honest, I had no idea if I was going to flip out on Michael, or just be like an overprotective mom and cry over his face. I guess I was going to find out about that.

"You just have to wait and see," I slightly laugh just as the elevator doors opens. We don't even have to look for their room before we see all the securities in front of two doors. We make our way over.

"Ms. Green. Ms. Hampton," one of them says, nodding as a greeting as he takes out a card. "A security downstairs told us you were coming." I just nod, giving Maddie a glance as he opens the door. There are voices inside, but they aren't yelling or anything; it's actually just like entering their house. I make my way in, the first thing I see is Michael sitting on a chair, his face bruised and slightly swollen.