BROOKE POV
Nobody would still tell me anything. Why the fuck is Michael doing this to me? The one time I need him the most he is nowhere to be found, but I know something shady is going on because of the way Luke acted in the car. Ava wont let me call him and says I just need to sleep , Michael will be here tomorrow she says...yeah right. He's another disappointment in my life just like my fake friends and fake family. I'm starting to get real sick of this life I have and find myself imagining to get away. Moving to a new city? No I mean another country... what about America? America seems cool so many places to travel or England? the culture there is great what the hell I may even move to france I already speak fluent french so why not.''Brooke?'' I almost fall off the sofa when I hear my name being called.
''Michael?'' I whisper faintly getting up and walking towards him. He automatically wraps his arms around me pulling me to his chest as he strokes my hair kissing the top of my head.
''Are you okay? I'm so sorry I wasn't here.'' he says breaking us apart to look down into my eyes , he caresses my right cheek before pulling me back into him.
I wanted to be angry at him...mainly because he wasn't there when I needed him most but he's here now and that is all that matters. I don't know where he was last night and I'm not sure I want to know , okay maybe I do but for now I hug him tighter letting my tears fall down my face.
''Come on I'm taking you to my house.'' he says
''But we have school...'' I say
''I think you deserve one day off little miss perfect.'' he smirks , wiping my tears with the sleeve of his t-shirt.
''-I'll leave a note for Ava come on.'' he says answering my thoughts taking my hand and leaving the house.
''What is the time?'' I say squinting my eyes as we step outside.
''four am'' he says opening the car door for me then closing it. He jogs around the otherside and slips into the car.
''What are you doing up this early...'' I ask almost screaming when a head pops up from the backseat.
''We never slept.'' Calum shrugged his shoulders leaning back against his seat.
''You scared the shit out of me...'' I cursed as the two boys in the back Ashton and Calum laughed.
''Whos the one swearing now.'' Michael smiled shaking his head as he started the car and drove away.
I adjusted myself and my mind started to wonder what they were doing... it couldn't of been band stuff because Luke wasn't there and Luke would of just told me. Battling back and fourth on asking Michael were I finally spit out my words as we stop at a red light.
''Mike,'' I whisper
''We can hear you , you know.'' Ashton pipes up earning a glare from Michael through the rear view mirror.
''Carry on.'' Michael says to me.
''Umm it doesn't matter'' I sigh running a hand through my hair
''Tell me.''
''No i've totally forgot anyway.'' I half laugh staring out the window biting my lip softly.
''Are yo-''
''Where were you tonight?'' I blurt out interrupting him.
''You don't need to know.'' he mumbles as the lights change to green and he carries on.
''I think I am entitled to know where my boyfriend was...'' I whisper. The boys in the back start laughing and it only makes me more angry.
''Just drop it.'' he mutters reaching for the radio and turning up the volume.
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PUNK meets PERFECT (Michael Clifford)
FanfictionPUNK meets PERFECT (Michael Clifford) ''He was working at the record shop , I would kiss him in the parking lot Tasting like cigarettes and soda pop He would tell me I was beautiful ,Sneaking in the neighbor's swimming pool Yeah, he taught me how to...