A/N : I'm back! yeahhhhh baby! :D
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*Courtney's POV*
I woke up with a killer headache and strangely on a mattress is some strange house! I never knew alcohol could do so many weird things, I mean I don't remember anything last night besides dancing.
I looked around the room fully taking in my surrounding now, I was in a room that had nothing in it besides what I am sleeping on and stairs on the left of the room.
I looked around for my phone before realising that I didn't have it and someone took my phone.
I got off the matterise stretching my sore muscles for sleeping on basically the floor. I made my way over to the staircase then walked up the stairs.
I twisted the door handle to open the door but it turned out to be locked, damn it! Now I'm stuck in here.
I could yell...yes I will try that.
"Hello!..."Hello!" I yelled and nocked on the door at the same time for about ten minutes until I heard foot steps on the other side of the door.
"Hey I can tell you are out there so open the door!" I yelled knowing that they stopped outside the door because I can see there feet through the bottom of the door.
''Stop hitting the door! and I'm not letting you out just yet, trust me it's for your own good.'' The Australian accent spoke sounding very familiar. Then it clicked Michael.
But why? I have done nothing to him to keep me here, hell I didn't even aknow he would do something like this ever. Maybe it's because I can't remember anything about him or us...or Harry. Its Harry. He is jealous, since I am hanging around harry and not him, so he is trying to keep me away from him.
"Michael Clifford open this door right now or else there will be trouble!" I scolded him through the door.
I heard him sigh then the click of the door handle and him push the door wide open.
When I looked up at him he looked awful bags under his eyes, hair all messed up on the top of his head just like he hasn't slept a bit last night.
"Why?" was the only thing I asked him. Because I am so confused by him.
"Because I miss you. I miss us, spending time just the two of us but instead you are always with him! don't you know how frustrating that is! I need you to be mine not his all mine." he lectures me.
It hurts me so much to see him like this, I can tell he is on the verge of tears and he has no idea what he is doing anymore.
''How can you miss me I am with you all the time! you are also on a world tour so it won't just be you and me anyway for a while and I am not his I don't belong to anyone.'' I fired straight back at him.
''You don't understand do you! I need you, you are mine!.'' He yelled at me, making me flinch from his volume. I never remember him talking to me like this before ever.
''You are insaine Michael I am not yours, so don't act like it.'' I firmly told him and wen't to walk down the wallway that was behind him so I could get out of here. But before I had a chance he grabbed hold of my wrist tightly spining me around to face him. His breath was hard and rushed, the pressure he is putting on my wrist hurts a lot.
I wriggiled my arm trying to get out of his grip. ''Let go of me! you are hurting me.'' I yelled, bad choice because he only pressed down on my grip harder. I can feel tears pricking my eyes thats how bad the pain is.
''Please!'' I whimpered taking in a big breath trying not to cry from the amount of pain I am in. When I looked at him he began to laugh.
''This is the amount of pain I feel everyday because of you! Because your not mine like you used to be!. Because you hang out with other people! So you know what I will make you feel the same amount of pain I do! Until you remeber what we had or learn to love me.'' He exclaimed loudly then with all his might he shoved me backwards into the wall behind me. My head slamming against the wall, making me feel super dissy.
Still Michael holds me up and whispers to me. ''You are mine'' Before once again bringing me forward and shoving me hard against the wall.
I grunted sliding down the wall before everything goes black.
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Amnesia (Harry Styles, Michael Clifford)
FanficCourtney an normal 18 year old had everything she wanted. As some call it the perfect life. What happen's when an accident gives her Amnesia? she can't remember anyone or anything.