Christmas eve. Thursday. After 11pm.
Tori laid across her her bed. Listening to her music, from her speaker. Scrolling through social media, she passed many people online wishing they're family and friends a happy christmas. Sighing, as she passed the same messages all through her social media she put it down.
Checking her texts, she sighed as she saw Ashton's name. They hadnt seen each other since the next day at school from when Ash wanted to talk. Sadly, Tori had to tell him the truth. SHe didnt like him, in that way. Bummed out, yet he completely understood. It made Tori felt happy, and pretty flattered. To be honest...she didnt have a clue about anything or anyone right now.
Friends thinking she's drifting away, and lie that has turned into a fucked up situation. Michael hadnt spoke to her since that day in school and well...she was hiding away from her parents too.
Getting up, she made her way to her bathroom. She used the bathroom, and sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror washing her hands. Drying off her hands, she reached for her makeup remover wipes. She turned as she heard a noise. Shaking her head she forgot about it and sighed as she wiped under her eye.
Another sound. Tori stopped, and headed back out to her room. Looking around her empty room, with her music playing quietly, she narrowed her eyes. Another sound, she was now paranoid. She stood at her bathroom door, as she scanned her room. Christmas robbers?! No....
She looked to her window, and suddenly seen something. Again, and again a few times. "What the fuck?!" Tori asked herself as she turned her music down more, and walked to her window caustiously. Seeing Michael standing outside, in her garden. She sighed heavily before opening out her window. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Tori whispered loudly to him. "Your not answering my texts!" He told her. "Yeah, theres a good reason for that!" She told him.
"What...are you....are you throwing rocks at my window?!" She asked him. "No, these are small stones. Im not throwing rocks...they would break that glass...and i aint paying" He chuckled. "Oh yeah, how fucking mature!" Tori told him. "Its the same thing! Stop trying to crack my window, and go away!" SHe told him, as she popped her head in again. "Tori wait!" He called back.
"Michael, piss off! Seriously, i do not want to talk to you" SHe sighed, as she looked down at him. "Please?" He asked. "No! You started it...im finishing it" Tori told him. "We both started this" He smiled. "I meant this fucking stupid fight, or whatever. You, not talking to me and calling me a slut. Nice to know!" She headed in then out again. "Oh and by the way! Ashton and I are and were never going to have anything....nice to know how little you think of us both!" She told him.
"Tori!" He called up. "Stop shouting! Its nearly midnight, you asshole" She sighed. "Look, i seriously need to talk! Now..." He told her. "Too late" She folded her arms. "Im not leaving till we talk" He told her. "Well, considering we never really talk...and im not taking the chance" She shrugged. "Dont you trust me"? He smirked. "I dont trust myself" She told herself quietly.
"I aint. Going, anywhere" He folded his arms as he stared up at her. Tori rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Just go home Michael. Enough is enough..." She told him. "I'll sing...at the top of my lungs" He warned. "Yeah, okay!" Tori mocked as she started to close her window. "Drop a heart....and break a name, we're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team!" Michael sung quiet.
"Shush! Go home!" Tori told him, as she closed her window over.
"We're going down, down in an eariler round and sugar we're going down swinging!" He called out. "Michael!" Tori opened her window, to shut him up. "Please, stop! Shut up!" She told her. "I told you..." He nodded. "No, enough. Stop. Leave, now!" She pointed to out her garden towards the street. "I want too, need too talk to you" He told her. "Then speak!" She demanded. "Here really?" He asked her. "Im not coming anywhere near you!" She warned him.
