Michaels POV
If only she knew the truth.
If only she knew how fucking annoying she was. She makes me want to rip my hair out and scream in her face. Everything about her just makes me feel irritated.
As soon as she walked into the studio on Monday I knew I wanted to stay away. She basically barged into my life when I needed it least of all. I tried to put up with her presence in the studio, I tried but I honestly couldn't bear her. Once she had rambled about her "love" for music to us I was sure I didn't like her. Nothing about her intrigued me, she was a repellent to everything I am.
And the fact she made us get BBQ pizza makes my stomach churn. Least of all because I actually ate it.
When she came into my happy place, the studio, and it was actually serving its purpose; making me happy. Not her - the music, the band, the studio. But when she came to wreck everything I wanted nothing to do with her.
But when I hugged her in the studio it was odd. She was shaking a little, she seemed so vulnerable, so weak. I knew she thought I was someone else and that the hug wasn't intended for me but her weird shaking made me feel as though hugging back would have been the best option. I felt as though I had to comfort her.
Which is why I had to take her for lunch of course. It's why I had to pay for her BBQ pizza which I was very much disgusted with. But I forgot that we walked together all the way here, and therefore all the way back.
"So," i start after a few steps along the path, that were only filled with the sound of the breeze and cars passing by. "You wrote a song today huh?" Why am I asking, I really don't care.
"Yep." She says and more silence fills the concrete and the air. "Well..." Here we go, kill me now. "We've only written the chorus really, and the intro. We still need verses but the song's coming together pretty well so far. I mean I don't know if your band will ever use it but I like it and Calum seems to think it's pretty cool. And uh, yeah." She finally finishes her cheeks red and her voice sounding quieter as she ends the story that I don't care about.
"Cool, well good luck finishing it." Hopefully it wont be as long as her incessant rambling.
"Are you not helping?" She says and her confidence seems somewhat increased when her body turns to face mine and we stop walking in the middle of the sidewalk.
"Nope." I shrug and continue walking, she doesn't follow. "Are you coming?" I huff once I turn round to her innocent face standing there.
"Nope." She mocks me. As if the girl couldn't get anymore irritating.
"Fine, I'll just leave you in the middle of the streets of LA all by yourself." I shout to her and turn.
A couple of steps are taken before I hear a "FINE." Being shouted behind me, but it doesn't stop my pace and I continue my journey towards the Capitol Record tower.
I have no problem with leaving that moron.
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"Hey Mikey, where you been?" Calum asks when I walk through the studio.
"Family Stuff." I lie.
The boys all know I can't stand her. I make it no secret. But even having lunch with her and leaving her outside a pizza place with no way back? Yeah that I will keep a secret.
"Ah I see." Calum responds as he plays a little tune on the guitar, softly of course.
"Yeah, what you writing?" I ask, taking my leather jacket off and plummeting onto the couch.
