Another fight because of me. Everything seems to be falling about I don't know why. What happened to me? I walked into a random dressing room and sat in there for about a good 10 minutes but then went to mine.
I sat in the chair in front of my desk wondering how their concert went, I should go see but I'm not motivated. I just don't wanna hurt them anymore than I already have. First Luke now Michael? Who's next?
An hour has seemingly passed, but yet I'm still in my dressing room where no one has found me. Maybe they just haven't remotely tried to. So I just sat there.
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(Michaels Pov)
I was wondering where Haven was. I haven't seen her for almost 3 hours. I think I was starting to feel something for her. She just is special to me in her own way. I don't know if she knows that, but I hope she knows that and if she doesn't, well she will. But I'm not sure about luke anymore, meaning I don't know if he still has something for her or not.
"Has anyone seen Haven?" I asked as I popped my head into Hey Violet's dressing room. "No we haven't seen her." Nia says the rest shaking their heads. I decided to go to her dressing room but then again she never goes there but it's worth a shot.
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(Back to Haven's POV)
I nearly almost rolled off the chair after being awaken. "Oh sorry." Frick frack, the accent was so damn attractive to anyone of them, without even looking at them. "Michael?" I asked. "Or Blackhead either one. Whatever floats your boat." We both lightly laughed at it thinking about Austin's comment.
Austin...
That ugly ass ruined things that were going great with the boys, but it's my fault that he got here and punched Mikey, or, Blackhead.
"Um, Michael, can I talk to you really fast?"
"Oh sure, anything." he got an extra chair and sat down. "Um, I'm really sorry about what Austin did to you. It's all my fault and I-" Michael interrupted me, "Don't even say it's your fault because it's not and I don't even see how it would be at all."
"But, I didn't step in. I could've intervened. I could've been punched instead of you. But I didn't. I didn't help." Michael just stared at me. "It's absolutely not your fault. And I would much rather get punched than you. It'd leave a mark on your pretty face." I blushed at Mikey's comment, and tried not to show it. But he just wrapped me around in between his arms and gave me a hug. He smelled like an interesting aroma of cologne and sweat, which wasn't always a pleasant smell. Oh who am I kidding. He's like one of those people who get sweaty, don't shower then put on cologne to try to cover up the sweat odor. But I still let his strong arms engulf me in his hug.
My phone vibrated shortly after. It was a text from Reece.
Reece: hey how was ur meetup w/ Austin?
I shot off the couch and paced back and forth, my palm on my head. "Hey is everything ok?" Mikey asked. "Why didn't I see it?"
"See what?" he asked and I shoved my phone into his face. "So tell her what happened then."
"Michael, that's not the point. I haven't said anything to her. She knows where I've been and where I'm at, she sent Austin here!" I practically shouted. "Damn it!" I picked up a vase of flowers off the desk. "Woah woah woah, haven what are you doing with that?" I turned around and looked at him. "What I already should've done." I was choking back the tears again. I threw the vase on the ground and I shattered into pieces. I picked up more glass containers and such and threw them on the ground. "Haven! Stop it before you hurt yourself! Haven!" Michael shouted but I didn't listen. I just threw more things down. Ashton, Calum, and Luke ran in at one point. But didn't say anything. I eventually got ahold of the 3 mirrors. Starting with the one on the makeup desk/desk and tipped it over, sending it to break into pieces. Then the full length mirror. Ashton tried to pull me out before I would've gotten hit, but I rejected his help. Lastly was the bigger ones on the wall. I ripped it off a few feet away from me. "HAVEN! They all shouted. "Haven!" Michael shouted again even louder.
I just turned around, surely there was black eyeliner and mascara sliding down my cheeks, my hair in a mess. I looked down at my bloody arms from the glass and back at them. "What have I done?" I said in a slow, quiet whisper. Michael and Calum rushed over to me just as collapsed into my own dam of tears. Ashton and Luke ran off some where. But the two that stayed just cradled me as I violently cried, kicked and screamed. I got a hold of my phone and texted my ex best friend back;
"You bitch"
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Bad Dreams // m.g.c
Fanfiction"You're fun to be around but you don't realize it. You don't realize a lot about yourself. You find the imperfections other than the perfections. "
