Bad Romance

It Was My Fault

Michael was still staring at us hard, the bruises, the hurt, the guilt. I was falling in love with a new guy for a good reason. Calum hurt me and I was ready to tell the Media everything. I had to let everything out and stop this nightmare I was clearly awake in now. My mouth was open ready for the impact that Cal would get from the fans and T.V. What about his mother, Joy. She would kill him too. This is my time to tell the truth. The microphones pointed in me and Lukes faces. Luke whispered in my ear but I couldn't make out what he said and then

" It was my fault"

I looked at Luke, how could he. It was Calum, I just couldn't. Why.

" N.." I felt my mouth being covered by Calum. He helped me to my feet. The mics all in my face as he walked with me to the room where Michael and Ashton stood. Their faces disgusted with Luke.

" Wow Luke can't keep you fucking hands off, that's Calum's not your's you FUCKING JERK"

Ashton held Michael back, like Luke didn't already have enough problems, he couldn't walk because his broken ankle which he didn't care to get checked out. I was still in Calum's grip. I couldn't even help Luke and all his fan's would hate him. His mom would hate him. All I can do is just stand here and cry.

" You really shouldn't really be crying love, you didn't do anything"

.. but I did, I kissed Luke's lip's, I was the one Calum didn't want anymore. I was his rag doll. He almost had sex with me but that would be easier then watching Luke take all the blame for everything he didn't do. He was the one that held my heart, not Calum anymore. He was the thief that misused it. He abused something I trusted him with. He hurt Luke. Luke never hurt him.

" And Mr. Hemmings" I watched as Dave stared in hate, Michael was ready to kill him, Liz crying in her hand's... surly he will probably get a beaten.. and my mother. My mother stood there in shock. How could the lead singer, of a great band, take her daughter to a hallway to make-out with her but that's not how it went. I swear mom. I looked up at Ashton as he took my into a hug, I was a crying mess.

" did it ever accrue to you, your fan's, your poor mother, you best mate, your career?"

" I though of all that before I did what I did. I'm sure Calum isn't happy with me nor am I. I couldn't help myself and I know that sounds so bad and I know every me of my fan's might hate me but I can't help my feeling for Gracie"

" What about the bruises"

Please I was dying for Luke to tell the truth. I watched his eye's as they fell on my. I scattered my view to Calum. Calum behind everyone in the room. Smiling, evilly. Luke watching Calum as his smile grew bigger.

" The bruises"

" Yes the bruises on Gracie and Calum"

But what about Luke's bruises? He had some too. Clearly.

" Well those bruises were from me.. I.. um"

I looked behind me to see calum somewhat laughing as he made the sign for your dead. Is he joking or was his plan working.

" Um... I hit Calum because he was on my ankle and it hurt"

" What about Gracie, Luke"

" No that's not even the truth"

" Gracie, I know your scared, Babe. I promise I will keep him away from you"

Luke looked at me with sad eye's. Calum was making this worst and it was all his fault. Ashton leaned in the hug tighter making sure I wouldn't see Lucas.

" Well um.. Gracie.. those are mostly hickeys.. I mean... my hickeys"

I watched as the Media person came over to Calum. He was standing by Ashton and Michael was standing on the other side.

" And what does this mean for you Calum Thomas Hood?"

" Well I am honestly scared, Luke attacked me and attacked my girlfriend. Can I even trust him anymore"

That's a bull shit lie. My mouth hung open in hate. I couldn't believe my ears. I stopped crying in Ashton's shirt and turned my view at Luke. His eye's full of tear's, trying to stand as best as he could and no one was there to help him. About an hour ago, before the concert was cancelled, every one was helping him stand. Michael was just getting mad at that one chick for being rude and now his hate was focused on Luke.

" And Gracie"

I looked at the mic, at Calum, and at Luke. Calum didn't look to happy as he grabbed me from Ashton. Luke, I could tell he was scared. He just admitted to lies. And me, I was stuck in Calum's grip now. If I said the truth... I.. Slapped. That's what.

" Luke, he hurt me and my baby "

It wasn't true and I watched tears fall from his eye's. The cameras shut off and the Media pepole had a story to write. The next day is going to be shit. I don't want to sleep with Calum tonight. I'll sleep on the couch. I just wanted to make sure Luke was alright.

" LETS GO, ALL OF YOU BEFORE SOMETHING ELSE HAPPENS"

Michael walked before us with Ashton, Calum wouldn't let go of my hand, it hurt but not as much as my heart. Luke dragged behind, far behind everyone else. I watched as Michael slumped in the tour bus, his body language pissed off. Ashton didn't seem to far off neither. Calum pulled me along in the tour bus, then came Dave, then Liz. My mother was standing outside. I watched throw the back window as she was talking with Luke. I couldn't believe she didn't wan't to punch him.

" Yes, Mrs. Rose, and I am very sorry"

I watched as Luke stumbled into the tour bus, he fell on the steps looking up at Ashton. Ashton helped him to his feet. Luke looked at me and fell down on the couch, on the other side of course.

" We should all try to get shut eye" Ashton just fell in his bunk, putting music in.