ticking time bomb||m.c

Chapter 2

'Thank you Belgium!!' I hear Calum shout as they run off stage

Luke comes up to me and give me a tight squeeze.

Then Calum hugs me, then Ashton picks me up and twirls me around.

Michael walks up and opens his arms.

I turn around ignoring him.

*Michael Pov*

**this is from the start of the story***

As I walk through the cafeteria of the sportpaleis arena in Antwerp, Belgium, I look at my phone that just vibrated, indicating I have a message.

I look at the bright screen at see 'Luke Hemmings-USA' spread across the screen.

As I slide across the bottom of the screen to reply, I hear my name being called.

I look up to see it was Freya and her friends.

Freya is Harry Styles brother. She is also my ex. And I still love her, but she hates me.

'Hey Michael, come over here' Her blonde bimbo friend Shay shouts in her annoying squeaky voice.

I roll my eyes and walk over to them.

'Sit' Freya instructs me as she looks at me dead in her gorgeous brown eyes.

I look at her worried. This is the most she's talked to me in a while. 2 months to be exact.

'So your friend Ashton. He's pretty good looking. Whats his number? She asks as she batters her eyelashes and rests her hand on my shoulder.

I feel a rush of anger and jealousy rush over me.

'Sorry, I don't give his number out to people. Especially whores' I smirk as I get up and walk off.

As I walk through the wooden doors that lead into the dressing room hallway, I hear her shout something at me.

I couldn't work out what is was though.

I push open the door with a gold star on saying '5 Seconds of Summer' and enter.

I see a shirtless Ashton playing his electric drums, Calum eating a banana and Luke styling his hair for the 3482th time today.

I sit down on the maroon leather couch and pick up my guitar and start playing the chords of 'Heartbreak Girl'.

I suddenly hear all our phones bleep. I look at mine as everyone else looks at theirs.

my phone screen projected

"New tweet from @FreyaStyless; don't call me a whore you piece of shit"

'Whats she on about?' Calum asks

'No idea' Luke and Ash say in sync

I roll my eyes and put away my phone and carry on strumming.

'5sos to the stage for soundcheck please' I hear the overhead speaker say

We all look at each other and all head up to the stage.

Luke, Cal and Ash all race ahead but I walk at a reasonable pace.

As I walk past the womans toilets, I bump into someone.

'Oh sorr-' I cut myself off

'fuck sake look where you're going' Freya screams as she notices it was me.

'How about you watch out' I shout back

wow what a great comeback clifford!!

'I don't get why you dont like me!' I ask almost choking on my breath

'hmmm, maybe it's because, you've called me a whore, you've tried to get me off this tour and worst of all, YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH MY OLD BEST FRIEND' She squints

'and?' I sarcastically say knowing what I did was wrong

'and i think thats fucking pathetic. Go suck your band mates dick!' She screams as she stomps off

I snigger and put my thumbs up to her.

I make my way to the side of the stage and i'm met with Cal and Luke.

'Where's Ash?' I ask as I adjust my guitar strap on my guitar.

'He's talking to Harry and Freya' Luke replies.

We poke our heads round the wing and see the 3 of them talking.

Harry looks like he's about to burst with anger.

I'm not surprised.

I wouldn't want my 16 year sister flirting with an 18 year old.

We all walk out on stage I see Ash and Freya sitting in the front row together with Harry out of eye shot.

I divert my eyes down Ashton's arm to see his hand resting on freya's thigh.

No.

Unexpectedly, Calum shouts 'Get in there Irwin!' Which scared me.

No, it's not get in there irwin, it's fucking get off my girlfr- ex girlfriend who I still have strong feelings for that you know about before I whoop your ass bitch.

'Hey freya, let me teach you how to play drums' Ash says standing up holding his hands out to her

She grabs his hand and they make their way to the stage

'hey I can teach you to play the guitar as well' I add

'I'm good' She scowls

I suddenly drop my smile.

That hurt. A lot. I still love her. I love the way she laughs, the way she talks, the way she dances, the way she tell jokes that aren't funny but she laughs at them which makes them funny, I love the way she uses her eyes to get her what she desires.

I fucking miss her.

I made a mistake and now she hates me.

And now I hate myself.