Ends With You (A Michael Clifford FanFic)

Chapter 97

Sarah's POV

After I greeted the boys, Celine pulled me to the side, giving me a serious look.

" Ok well I found out some things yesterday..." she started

" Ok... what are these things?"

" Well there about Michael..."

" What about him?"

" Well...."

Third Persons POV:

As he watched the group happily greeting Michael and Sarah after their long trip, he leaned against the doorframe, secluding himself from the others. He would be acting as if everything was fine, putting on his mask, but something was bothering him. And it all fit onto the small screen of his phone he was holding. It was a text message from his secret lover:

"Either you tell her or I will."

Sarah's POV

" Its about Michael...." she said.

" What about him?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

" Theres been talk of him ending his career."

" Excuse me?" I asked in disbelief.

" Yeah.... It got leaked somehow. It's all over TMZ. They say the reason Is unknown though."

" Michael!" I called him over.

" Y-Yeah babe." he stammered.

" Celine tell him what you just told me."

" Well uh all the blogs say that your ending your career soon.." she trailed off.

" Oh do they now." he said through gritted teeth. I could tell he was pissed at Celine. He was glaring at her and she had her eyes cast downward. I grabbed onto his arm, putting it around my shoulders and snuggling up to him.

" Is it true?" I asked, watching him calm down a bit.

" Eventually I will be..." he avoided the question.

" Thats not my question Michael...." he sighed and looked at me almost as if he was sad.

Third Persons POV:

He stared at his phone as if the message was going to re arrange itself to say something different, but it wasn't. He had to tell someone he trusted with his life..... Michael? Well yeah but he hated boys who treated girls with disrespect.... Sarah would understand and he trusted her. He would tell her tonight before his secret lover would reveal herself to everyone.

Michaels POV

I sighed and looked down at Sarah, nothing could ever be a surprise around here could it?

" Yes Sarah it's true." That's all I was going to tell her about it.

" Why-

" Thats all I'm going to say about it." I cut her off, shooting a death glare at Celine before I walked away. I heard Celine whisper;

" What crawled up his ass and died." I felt like turning around with a smart remark but decided against it, it would only make matters worse.

Sarah's POV

Later that night we made cookies and brownies, leaving Michaels kitchen a complete mess. There was flour on the floor, it looked like it had snowed, from our epic flour fight. There was choclate frosting smeared on the walls from when Michael tried to wipe some on my face but I doged him. We decided we'd clean it later.

We all setteled down to watch movies and eat our creations but I felt a tension in the room I didn't quite understand yet. I scanned the room for a sign of something not being spoken. It was like I had a sixth sense for figuring people out and my eyes were drawn to luke who had Makayla in his arms...... But he was stiff and looked un-comfortable which was un-like his usual laid back self. He was the source of the tension. I sat in Michaels lap casually as if nothing was wrong but out of the corner of my eye I watched luke. He kept looking at his phone and his fingers shook as he replied. There was something seriously wrong here. I took my eyes off luke and studied Makayla. She was staring straight at the TV screen, but her eyes weren't watching the movie, she was far away, buried in her thoughts. Insticnt told me to look at her cheeks for tear tracks and sure enough the remains of tears were on her face. Sometimes I scared myself when I was this good at profiling people. So if there was something wrong with luke and Makayla.... Who was luke texting? I looked around to make sure he wasn't texting one of us.... But he wasn't. I scrunched my eyebrows together trying to think of who the he'll he was talking to. I decided to talk to Makayla. I grabbed my phone and went to the "bathroom". I stood in the front hallway and texted Makayla to come talk to me.