Chapter 14

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by mikeyssidehoe

by mikeyssidehoe

I hear Ashton's voice from behind the door, followed by Michael's. "Can we come in?"

I sigh and get out of bed then reluctantly unlock the door to reveal their worried faces. "What's up?" I ask, falling onto my bed and hugging my knees.

"Are you okay?" Michael asks, with a worried expression on his face. "If it's what happened earlier, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thought that you liked me back." He stood up and stared at me.

"It's not you, Michael. It's my dad." I bury my face into my pillow and start crying. "He's sending me back to America and I leave tomorrow."

I could feel the tension in the room increase as Michael sat back down on the bed next to Ash. "Calum told me awhile ago..." Ashton whispered. "He said that your dad didn't think that you liked it here so now he's making you go home."

"But," I whisper, trying to hold in my tears, "This is home."

"I know. We all love you so much and we're going to miss you like crazy. Just don't worry about it because I can assure you that we're going to visit." Ashton says, and starts rubbing my back.

"Hey, get some sleep and we'll talk to you in the morning, okay?" Michael asks me and I nod my head. He gives me a quick hug and a kiss on the forehead before following Ashton out of the room.

Michael's P.O.V.

"God, I can't believe this!" I yell, pulling my hair and pacing across the room.

Ashton sighs and sits down on Calum's bed. "Mike, it'll be okay."

I groan. "No, no it will not be. It's been like a month and a half, and I don't want her to go. No one understands how I feel on this. I'm now so fucking paranoid that she doesn't like me back and it's killing me. I didn't want to become so close to her then watch her leave. She's got me wrapped around her finger." I keep pacing and Ashton stares at me with a confused look plastered across his face.

"Dude, I know that you like her but we'll see her soon." He says, trying to calm me down, but failing.

"Like her? Ash, I might love her. I'm pretty ashamed to admit this but she makes me happy. Like, I think that this is the happiest I've been in years. She gives me butterflies whenever she talks to me. I just have this massive hunger and I just want to wrap my arms around her and never let her go. I want to eat pizza and cuddle and shower her with kisses. I want to write her stupid love songs and take her to the beach. I want to make her feel like she deserves to live. I want to love her so much that she starts to love herself. When we first met, I promised her that I would marry her and at first it was a joke but now I can actually see myself building a future with her. She's so beautiful and funny and she puts up will all my shit. I love how she pouts out her bottom lip when she doesn't get what she wants. I love how she makes shitty jokes and laughs so hard at them. I love how she dyes her hair and wants piercings and tattoos. I love her blue eyes, how I could stare at them forever. I love that she isn't afraid to be herself around me. Fuck this, I love everything about her. She's so fucking perfect and I wish that she would see that."

"Then why don't you tell her?" Ashton says.

"I don't know. I'm just scared that it'll ruin our friendship. Even if she did like me back, we probably won't ever see each other again and long distance relationships are shit." I sigh and sit on the bed.

"Michael, who knows, it would be great. Just risk it and tell her. If it doesn't go well, don't worry about it because she'll probably forget about it by the time we see her again."

"You're right, I guess. But ughhhhh I really just want to cuddle up with her and tell her how much I love her then when we're older we will make cute babies and yeah." I smile.

"Dude, just wake her up and tell her. Or, just take her out random places and stay up all night talking about life and stuff so you will have more time with her before she leaves." Ashton pulls me off the bed and brings me to Chelsea's room.

"Get out." Chelsea laughs and she pulls up the covers.

"No, I am taking you out and I don't care if it's midnight because we are gonna have some fun." I say and I pick her up from the bed and carry her downstairs and out the front door.

"Let me go!!!" She cries and I put her down on the sidewalk, and we start walking.

"Lets talk." I suggest.

"About what?" She asks, standing closer to me.

I hesitate for a minute, "Us."

She laughs and tilts her head to the side, "What about 'us'?"

I frown and continue walking. "I- I don't know... I just wanted to-" She stands in front of me and gives me a hug. She cuts me off by placing her soft lips onto mine. "Fuck you," I laugh. "I'm supposed to be the confident one but noooo, you had to ruin it."

She pouts. "Well I guess you didn't like it so no more kisses. So what exactly about 'us' did you wanna talk about?"

"Well," I start, "I really like you but I'm scared that you don't like me back. Remember when I kept saying that the person you needed was right in front of you? I was talking abut myself. Chelsea, I have always liked you. When I found out that you play pokemon and listen to BLink-182, I fell in love. Like, you're so fucking perfect and I just want you. I want to cuddle with you all day and every day and I want to kiss you all the time. I want to write you songs and have you wear my shirts. I want to make you happy. You make me so happy. I want to be with you and I want to take you out to Macca's at two in the morning. I want to buy you flowers and bring you to concerts. I want you be there for you every second of every day. Fuck, I'm sorry. I get it if you don't want to, but will you be my girlfriend?"

"No."