Phoebe's POV
Things were starting to get... strange.
There were less and less people at the party, it looked like they had just disappeared. And Annie was one of them.
Calum was getting more and more frantic by the minute and he drummed his fingers off the table and slapped the table in fury.
"That's it." He said and he looked at the boys, sitting at the table.
"I'm going to look for her." He said, standing up and I heard Luke groan.
"I'll come with you." He said and Michael stood up as well.
"You coming, Ashton?" Michael said and Ashton stood up, kissing Daisy's cheek.
"We will be back soon." Michael said to me and I nodded and I saw them walk out the double doors. I sighed and looked at the food I hadn't touched and I looked over at Michael's empty plate and Grace snapped me out of my trance.
"Hey! Do you want to go get a drink? Me and Daisy are going to the small bar over there?" She said and I shook my head.
"I'm okay, you guys go, I'll be fine." I said and they nodded and I watched them walk over to the bar.
I was lost in my own world when I heard someone clear their throat from behind me.
I turned around and I felt my breath catch in my throat.
It was Alex.
Alex my ex - boyfriend.
My ex, who's parents own this entire estate.
"What are you doing here?" I blurted out and he smirked, pulling out a chair and sitting down opposite me.
"Well I do live here." He said and he crossed his arms.
"I think the question is, what are you doing here, Phoebe?" He said and I swallowed, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear.
"I came with Michael." I said and his darkened for a spilt second and then they glazed over again.
"What do you want?" I asked and he smiled, surprising me by taking my hand.
"I want you back." He said and I laughed. He could not be serious.
"Are you crazy? You broke up with me! You left me alone, someone broke into my house, they cut off my electric and last night someone attacked me in my own home! I don't need this right now, Alex." I said, standing up and walking away and then I felt him grab my wrist, tightly.
"You really want to think this decision through, Phoebe." He said, darkly and I tried to twist out of his grip.
"You're going to want to let go of me." I said and he smirked at me and then let my wrist fall from his grasp.
I walked away from him and straight out the double doors, heading down the corridor a bit. I rounded a corner, feeling tears build my eyes and I banged into someone and stumbled backwards. I looked up and saw it was Luke, Calum, Ashton and Michael.
"Are you okay?" Michael asked me quietly and I shook my head, feeling the tears pool in my eyes.
"Ummmm, we'll leave you guys to it." Ashton said and they moved by us and Michael brought both of us into a bathroom, closing the door behind us.
"What happened?" He asked and I shrugged and wiped a tear away that fell down my cheek.
"Alex is here." I said and Michael didn't say anything he just nodded.
"He... he asked me to take him back." I said and Michael raised his eyebrows.
"What did you say?" He said and I laughed, smiling sadly.
"No, obviously." I said and he let his breath out. We stood in a silence for a while until I spoke up and sighed.
"I can't believe I let him get to me." I said and Michael placed his hands on my shoulders.
"Look at me. The guy's a complete douche, he obviously didn't know what he had until it was gone." He said and I smiled and Michael leaned in and kissed my forehead.
"You're a complete catch, Phoebe." He said and then he caught me by surprise when he leaned in and his lips connected with mine.
Michael and I had been going out for a month, maybe two, and we did kiss but it was nothing like this. This was different.
Michael's hand moved behind my head and he leaned hungrily into the kiss, a moan in the back of his throat. I placed my hands on the back of his neck and Michael pushed my mouth open with his and I felt his other hand wander down the fabric of my dress. I felt it move over my bum and then he yanked my hips onto his and he bit down on my lower lip, another moan coming from the back of his throat.
He covered my mouth with his again and he grabbed the bottom of my thighs and pushed me up against the wall, and his lips moved to my neck and he bit the skin of my collarbone lightly.
"He didn't know what he had." Michael whispered huskily into my ear and I breathed out sharply as a reply.
"I can make you forget about him." He whispered, his breath sending chills all over my body. Michael turned me around and set me on top of the sinks and he kissed my lips again.
After a while, he returned to kissing me neck and his hands wandered down my body and I felt one of his hands go underneath my dress. His hand squeezed my inner thigh and I gasped and grabbed the back of his hair. He brushed his hand over my pants once and he looked up at me and I nodded for him to go on.
He moved back up and he kissed my lips, his tougue gliding into my mouth, fighting with my own. I felt his hand rubbing over my pants and I felt my breath accelerate and my head fell on to the cool tiles, feeling complete and utter bliss.
Then Michael stopped.
There was a silence for a brief second and then he spoke up.
"I don't your first time with me to be in the bathroom of a fancy house." He said and I laughed, resting my head on his shoulder.
"That's okay." I said and he lifted me off the sink, thankful he was still supporting me because my legs were still shaky.
"But as soon as we get home." He whispered close to my ear and I nodded in agreement. He kissed my cheek and held my hand as we went towards the bathroom door.
He tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge.
"Why is the door locked?" He asked and then, just like that, the lights inside the bathroom went out.
