Part Thirty Seven: The Bad One

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Michelle's P.O.V.

"Fine," he continued, grinning. "But don't tell her. I do like her. A lot. I just realized it."

"I won't," I said, giggling. I always knew they like each other.

I look over at Calum to see him gesturing towards us. "Hey, I think Calum's calling us."

Nodding at him, I decided to get up and check on him. Probably, he needs someone to help him with the order. God, I wonder what that dork got.

"I got it," Luke said immediately, standing. "Stay right here."

"Okay," I said slowly, as I sat back, watching him leave.

And, as if on cue, two girls came up to me. They look younger than me and were both wearing a 5sos shirt.

"Oh, hello," I greeted cheerfully. Since we went out on public the other day, these girls probably recognized me. In a way, I think this is the start for me to show them that I'm not as bad as they think I am.

"Bitch," the girl with a curly blonde hair hissed.

"Sorry?" I asked confused. "What did you say?"

The girl hid behind the other one, who looked at me as if she's ready to kill somebody. "She said you're a bitch, whore."

"Hey," I protested. "You don't know me at all. Stop calling me that. Aren't you too young to be saying those things?"

"Aren't you too ugly to be with my boyfriend?" She snapped back.

"Your what?" I chuckled. I didn't mean to sound like a total bitch, but I'm getting a little annoyed.

"Calum," the blonde girl said.

"Oh, so, you're upset because I'm with Calum," I pointed out the obvious. "Well, I'm sorry that I'm in love with him. But if you love them, please show them. Not just by listening to their music and stuff. Please. Just. Please leave us alone."

"Mean," she huffed.

And then she started crying. I was confused. Until more girls filled up.

And, soon, came Calum and Luke.

"Ohmygod!" A girl said excitedly.

"I love you, Calum!" Another said, in which Calum smiled at, waving, as he tries to get to me.

He quickly wrapped his arm around me but the moment he saw the girl crying, he leaned down. "Hey, its okay. What's up?"

"Her!" She said. "Your girlfriend is such a meanie! We just wanted to take a picture with her and she told us the B and W words!"

"The what?" Calum asked, then he looked at me. "Babe? What's all this? Did you?"

"I," I started, but was cut off as some started saying they saw it and it was true.

"Yeah, she did," they said. "We saw it."

"Calum, you must have saw from the inside," I said. "You know me."

"Maybe I don't," he scold. Then he kissed the girl's forehead. "I'm sorry. She----"

What the fuck?! Now I'm the bad guy.

"Let's go," Luke whispered to me, pulling me out of the crowd back to the hotel. He held my hand to his all the way, not speaking a word.

When we reached the hotel, he let go of my hand and we headed back to Calum's room where we waited for him.

I heard a beep and soon he tucked out his phone, scanning thru it.

"You don't believe them, do you?" I asked. But he just ignored me. "Come on, Luke. You know me better."

Still, he didn't said anything but he continued to scan thru his phone, whatever he was doing.

"Its on every social media now," he said without taking his eyes off his phone. "They said there have been witnesses of how you snapped at those girls."

"That fast?" I asked, annoyed. He finally looked up to me, nodding. "Wow! And that's not what happened even!"

"I," he started. "I believe you. But..."

"But what?"

The door opened, revealing Calum. He looked at me with disappointment, closing the door behind.

"Calum," I started, but all he did was shook his head. "You believe them?"

"They said they saw you doing that," he said. "And that's just mean, babe. You should do them good, they're the one who put us on this position."

"I didn't do anything," I said. "I swear. She called me bitch and a whore and I just told them to stop and leave me alone."

"They saw you," he repeated.

I stopped, looking at him.

Sighing, I stood up. "Its one against all of them, I guess."

And then I left, heading to the room I share with Stella and Delilah.

Why can't he just believe me? I hate this. I'm leaving tomorrow night and this just has to happen.

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A/N: My brain is not working but we're close to the end. Should I do an epilogue in the end? Nah? Just start with three?

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