Broken||M.C

*Twenty-Six*

//Aww look at my bby. He's so cute gosh\\

Arie

I sat in a hotel room in Atlanta all alone. The boys were doing a radio interview and they would be out basically all day. So I sat in my hotel, just editing pictures.

Michael and I had still managed to keep our relationship a secret. There were rumors floating around. People knew that I was close with him and the whole band. Yesterday someone had posted a picture of me and Ashton together and now there were rumors about us dating. I swear that people will believe anything.

My phone started ringing and it was my 'real' dad. I hesitated answering it. He hadn't called me in weeks and I was scared. But I still answered it anyway.

"Hello?" My voice was shaky.

"Avery? It's your Dad, well other dad."

"Yeah I know." I chuckled nervously.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Just sitting in my hotel room. The boys are out so I'm just chilling here."

"Oh you're still with that boy then?"

"Uh yeah I am."

"Well I told you what would happened if you stayed with him."

I could feel my heart rate rising. My breathing became deeper and I knew that an anxiety attack was about to happen.

"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked.

"If you don't break up with him, I'll make life miserable for your other parents."

"You can't mean that." I said.

"Just try me."

I hung up on him. I was so angry and upset. I hit the end button and then I called my mom and told her everything. By the time I was done, I was in tears.

"Avery it'll be okay." She said.

"No it won't. Mom he's going to hurt you." I said.

"No he's not. We will be fine. We are capable of taking care of ourselves. Your Dad already told his cop friend about it and they'll be staying outside the house in rotations for a while. So don't worry."

"Okay, well I'm still scared. And who does he think he is anyway? He hasn't been in my life in over 9 years and he thinks that he can just come back and suddenly tell me who I can and can't date?"

"He's a control freak, Avery and he wants to have power over you. Don't worry about this, as long as you're away you'll be safe."

"It's not me that I'm worried about." I said.

Mom tried to give me a good pep talk, which didn't really help me much. But I knew that she was just trying to make me feel better.

We hung up and I went back to editing pictures. I couldn't tell Michael about this. He didn't have to know, if he found out I don't know what he would do. I just couldn't tell him about this.

I checked my clock and saw that it was about time for me to head over to the arena. I changed out of my leggings and hoodie into some skinny jeans, a 5SOS tank top and blue flannel. I put on some converse and grabbed my bag with camera and lenses and headed out.

I got a taxi and had them drive me to the arena. I got out and headed around backstage. I got my special pass and went into the arena. I heard the boys in the back, they were headed out to sound check and I had gotten here just in time.