Hers. {Sequel to His.}{completed}

❝I want ice cream!❞

Song above is Skye and Michael's song cx

ashton(what<3) 

"Bubbles?" I asked as I walked through the door of our apartment. I heard weird noises coming from upstairs. I walked upstairs slowly, suddenly hearing what the noises were. She wouldn't do that to me. Would she? "Bubb-''I started as I opened the door. I was surprised at what I saw however. Bubbles was in bed. With Kimmie. What? "Ashton I can explain." Bubbles said her face red. "I just need to know one thing. Are you gay?" I asked her, I was more confused than hurt. We've been together a while, but I wasn't in love with her. She obviously wan't in love with me. "Um, yeah. I'm sorry I didn't tell you." I actually smiled. "And you're happy?" I asked her. Kimmie's face was very very red and she hadn't said a word. She glanced at Kimmie and nodded. "Yeah. I'm happy." I smiled then. "I'm glad. I'm gonna pack my stuff what you're uh, finished. Michael said I could live with him if I ever needed. I'm not even mad honestly. I hope you guys are really happy." I shut the door and headed downstairs. I didn't have many things down here so it didn't take me long to pack up my stuff that was down here. Most of my stuff was in the bedroom, and I didn't wanna bother them. Again. I called up Michael. 

michael

I'd just gotten off the phone with Ashton. So I was heading to Harry's house. No reason particularly except I wanted to see Lee. And her adorable kid. I knocked on the front door, hoping they were home. I heard a loud noise from the back. Maybe someone fell or something, so I decided to check it out. I walked around back. I saw two bodies in the pool, swimming thankfully, and two more sitting on chairs. Harry and Fletcher were in the pool, Harry was making faces at the baby and the baby was giggling like crazy. Amber and Lee were talking as they laid on the chairs. "Mikey!" Lee gushed, her cheeks were a bit red from the sun I believed. "Lee!" I said just as enthusiastically as she did. She giggled and hugged me. Then I realized she was tipsy. "I was wondering if you and Fletcher wanna go get ice cream with me, but I see you're already having fun." I chuckled as she sort of walked back to Amber, me following. "I want ice cream!" She said her eyes widening. "Why don't you take her down the street and get all of us some ice cream, Michael?" Amber smiled at me, winking. "Sure, come on, Lee." I said grabbing her hand. "But I'm not wearing anything." She said as we neared the side gate on the side of the house. She was wearing her bikini. That's not really something you see everyday so I gave her my shirt. "Here." I said slipping it over my head. My heart twisted a little when I saw a scar above her left breast. I shook it off. This isn't Skye, Michael. Get a hold of yourself. I shook my head a little bit, while she was putting my shirt on. It covered everything it needed too, good thing she was so tiny. 

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We walked there, her idea, not mine. I didn't mind though. The liquor seemed to have wore off a little by the time we got to the ice cream place. She had grabbed a hold of my hand after passing a few weirdos who kept staring at her. When we got to the place, we had to wait in line for about ten minutes. "Hi sir what can I get you guys today?" The girl at the window asked. She couldn't have been more than 17 years old and she winked at me when Lee wasn't looking. "Um I'll have vanilla with strawberry syrup. I need one of those in a cone and one in a cup please. I need regular chocolate, and then a regular strawberry." Lee said to the girl. She nodded writing it down. "And for you?" She asked looking at me. "Vanilla with chocolate syrup." She nodded adding it the the list. "You're total with be eight fifty." She said as she came back to the window after two minutes. I took out a twenty and handed it to her. She gave up our ice cream and I said, "Keep the change as your tip." The girl looked so happy when we walked away. I noticed her name tag said Santana. "That's probably the biggest tip she's ever gotten." Lee laughed as we made our way back to Harry's place. She nodded eating her ice cream. 

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"So how are you doing? Adjusting to life in this small city?" I smiled at her about five minutes later. She shrugged and said, "It doesn't look much different from when I lived her a while ago." The rest of the way she talked about Fletcher. By the time we got back to harry's she'd finished her ice cream, and mine, but I didn't mind. 

amber

It's been about an hour since we finished our ice cream. I couldn't find Skye anywhere. "Hey Harry. Have you seen Skye anywhere? I don't know where she ran off to. last time I saw her she was in the pool with Fletcher." I looked around. Then I saw Michael. He had been playing with Fletcher in the pool, but now he was looking at me. 

Shit. 

lee/skye

I was in my bedroom now. I felt guilty for not telling Michael about me. Of course it's also the reason I'm hiding. So he can get better. I won't leave until he gets better. If I have to stay for more than two weeks, then so be it. I'm gonna make sure everyone is better before I leave. I'm hoping someone figures it out and tells everyone. Well Kimmie already knows, so maybe she'll spill everything. And I'll thank her. She would make my life easier, yet I might lose a few people. But it's a chance I'm taking by doing this. I took a deep breath as I looked out the window at Michael and my son. Which made me think of Luke. I pulled out my phone. 

To: Luke
We have to talk. Meet me at the park by Harry's house in an hour. 

I put my phone away and began to get dressed. I still was wearing Michael's shirt, so all I did was put some shorts over my bikini bottoms and tied Michael's shirt on the side. Then I put on some converses.

Then I was on my way to the park. 

amber

"I meant Lee. I'm sorry Michael, she's just been on my mind lately." I explained to him, hoping he bought it. He nodded and said, "Yeah I understand. Especially since it's almost another anniversary. Four years next week." He managed and fake smiled at me. I knew most of his smiles were fake, especially near this time every years. On the anniversary he shuts himself up in his house and doesn't come out until the week is over. No one knows what he does when he's in there. I hoped to God that he wasn't doing anything that hurt himself, inside or out. 

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