A Team M.C.

Confusion and Pain.

A/N: Only a few chapters left and no, there will not be a sequel for a few reasons.
1). I hate this book now. I started out so happy with it but now it's just not what I wanted it to be.
2). This isn't as popular as I had hoped and I'm not getting the feedback I wanted.
3). With the way this is going to end, there is no way there could be a second book.
4). I'm going to write a bromance book with either Malum or Muke.
Thank you for your support sorry for anyone I've disappointed.
Blair's POV
I groaned quietly as I walked into the living to see Michael sitting on the couch watching T.V. Hesitantly I walked over and sat down next to him, keeping my eyes on my lap.
"Mikey?" I spoke softly but got no answer. I groaned louder so he could hear how annoyed I was. "Michael, can we please talk?"
Michael remained emotionless with his eyes on the tv before he mumbled a low, "No."
I rolled my eyes as I turned to face him fully. "You're being immature about this."
He didn't even turn his head to look at me. "You had sex with Calum."
I was tempted to make a snarky comment but decided against it. "Yes, I did."
This time Michael turn to face me. His face was stone hard and his jaw was set, yet his eyes showed something else that I couldn't quite decipher. "How could you do that?" He spat.
His tone took me by surprised and left me without words for a moment. "It's just sex, it didn't mean anything."
I watched him study my face as his eyes narrowed into a harsher glare. "I don't actually know what to say."
I hummed before turning my face way from him. "Because you're to cowardly to accept that I love you!"
I watched as his lips pressed into a tight line. "No you don't, Blair!"
"How could you say that?!" I screamed while standing in a fit of rage.
"Enough Blair." Michael spoke as he rubbed his face in frustration.
I wanted to punch him because he was pissing me off so much. "No, fuck you! You can't tell me how I feel about you!" I yelled.
I watched as he balled his first and stormed over to me. Confusion ran through me as he picked me up and started walking to the stairs.
"What-" I started but was cut short as the wind was slightly knocked out of me from Michael roughly throwing me down on my bed. I watched silently as he walked away and quickly undressed.
"Mikey, what are you doing?" I asked as he crawled up to me.
"Is this okay?" He mumbled as he played with the button on my shorts.
I looked up at him with curious eyes before trying to speak. "I-" but failing miserably. I only nodded.
Soon our clothes were disregarded and the only thing that could be heard was soft moans and skin on skin.
"Fucking hell, Blair!" Michael shouted
I grimaced at a particularly hard thrust but let my eyes roll back. "M-Mikey, I'm-I..."
"Me too, baby. Come on, love. Show me how good I'm making you feel." He whispered against my skin.
That was all it took for my legs to shake and my head to go completely fuzzy as I repeatedly mumbled and moaned Michael's name.