Tomorrow Never Dies

Chapter 17 - "You don't deserve to still be on this campus"

"Tell me Flora!" Grace demanded, and I heard the crack in her voice that showed she was about to cry. "Why is my boyfriend kissing that bitch?"

"Calm down Gracie," I whispered. "When he got her off him he actually said 'what the fuck', he didn't kiss her back."

"He told you to say that."

"He didn't Grace," I pleaded with her. "Ask Michael or Calum or Luke, they'll all say the same because that's how it happened."

"I'm going to kill him," she muttered and stormed out the dorm. I ran after her, begging her to stop and think about what she was doing, but she ignored me. I decided to call Ashton to tell him what was happening.

"You have one very angry girlfriend on her way to your dorm right now, prepare yourself," I warned him before he had a chance to say anything.

"Wait what did I do?"

"Georgina sent her that picture."

"Oh shit," he cursed, and I could imagine him pacing around his dorm, running his hand through his hair.

"Just thought I'd warn you." I hung up and continued to chase Grace through the halls. She arrived outside Ashton's dorm and hammered on the door.

"You'd better let me in," she shouted, and the door opened. She ran in and I followed her. "You kissed the girl who bullied and abused my best friend."

"I didn't babe," Ash said softly, his voice calm. He grabbed her flailing arms and held them gently at her sides, his great strength overpowering her massively. "I promise you, she kissed me and I pulled away."

"He did, Grace," Calum said. He'd been lying on his bed on his phone, but he sat up to talk to her. She went limp in Ashton's arms, quietly sobbing, and my heart broke for her. Ash held her tightly as she cried into his shoulder and I made eye contact with Calum. He shook his head sadly and lay back down.

"Please believe me Grace," Ash said quietly, and I saw her head move as if she was nodding. She pulled away, looked at him, and fled again.

"I'm sorry," I said, then ran after her. I chased her to an unknown dorm and she banged on the door. It was opened by Georgina and Grace grabbed her by the tshirt and shoved her against the wall.

"First you hurt my best friend then you try to make me end it with my boyfriend," she spat, and suddenly I realised how angry my best friend was. I'd never seen her so furious. "You don't deserve to still be on this campus."

"Oh really?" It astounded me how even when she'd been pinned against the wall, Georgina still wasn't willing to admit she was in the wrong. Grace pushed her arm against Georgina's throat.

"If you come near me, my best friend, or any of my boyfriend's band again I will get her brother on you," she said, jerking her head towards me.

"And who's her brother then?"

"Matthew Lighthawk," I smiled sarcastically, and I watched Georgina's jaw drop. "You know, the rugby player? The one who can bench-press 100 kilos no problem?" She nodded frantically, and Grace released her.

"Now stay the fuck away from me," she breathed, throwing in a slap for good measure. She stormed off and I ran after her. We arrived back at our dorm and she sank into the bed.

"That was fucking epic," I laughed slightly as I sat down. I rested my still slightly damo head on my pillow and passed out.

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My phone vibrated in my hand, waking me up.
Michael❤️: text me when you wake up then go straight to the dance studio with your ballet shoes x
I frowned then replied.
awake hi xx
I changed into a beautiful purple lacy leotard and ballet tights, grabbed my softies and my pointe shoes, and jogged to the studio. I pushed open the door to see Michael sat in the corner cradling his acoustic guitar.

"I want to watch you do ballet," he told me, and I nodded. I pulled on my pointe shoes, then warmed up my feet before making my way to the barre. Michael strummed a simole melody as I did a few rises and relevès, then I started dancing in the centre as he started to sing Long Way Home. I looked at him a few times to see him watching my body in awe. As he finished the song, I launched myself into a double pirouette, landing it softly. I caught his eye and watched as he gasped. "Your legs look so good when you're on pointe."

"Oh really?" I smirked, kneeling down to remove my shoes, and he came up behind me after going to lock the door. I stood up and started swaying my hips gently against him. He hummed softly and I turned round, holding his neck and kissing him. He slipped the straps of my leotard over my shoulders and pushed the fabric down my body. I stepped out of it, still kissing him, and peeled the tights off my legs as well as the nude thong I wore for comfort. We broke apart briefly so I could pull his top off and he fumbled with his belt buckle as I guided him to the wall. He tugged his trousers down after pulling a condom out of his pocket, along with his boxers and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He looked into my eyes questioningly, and I nodded, peppering kisses over his face. He pulled the condom on and pushed himself into me and I moaned, the sensation filling me with pleasure. I bounced up and down a few times, throwing my head back as I heard him groaning my name.

"Fuck Flora," he said into my neck, thrusting into me repeatedly. "You feel- so good." His short sentences were broken by his pants.I lowered my head and sucked on his neck, giving him hickeys, as he did the same to me, and suddenly I was on the edge.

"Michael I'm so close," I gasped, and after a few more thrusts I came undone. He filled the condom and pulled out of me, out of breath.

"You're so amazing," he told me, and I kissed him breathlessly.

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song of the chapter: SHE DONT LOVE ME by zayn