Hell Above//mgc

Chapter 8

Allison's POV

The next day, we all decided to go out for the day. First, we went to a bunch of stores. Now, we're currently sitting in a diner that Izzy says is really good. The waitress then came to our table in the middle of our conversation.

"What would you guys like to drink?" She asked in a flirty tone. Ugh, she's making me sick. She was practically shoving her boobs in Michael's face. He looked really uncomfortable, but that didn't stop her.

"Water." I responded to her. Everyone then told her what they wanted.

"I'll be back." Please don't come back.

"What should we do after we eat?" Calum asked.

"Maybe, go back to the house and just chill." Ashton responded.

"Do you mean, Netflix and chill?" Michael asked jokingly.

"That would be a lot of people though. It would be a sixsome?" I laughed. Everyone then began to laugh along with me.

"Here are your drinks." The waitress came back, handing us all of our drinks. "Have you all decided what you would like to eat?" Everyone then went around and told her their order.

"Can I have chicken fingers?" That's not too many calories, right?

"You're gonna eat those? Isn't that a little fattening? You wouldn't want to get any fatter now would you?" She laughed.

"Don't say that about her." Luke said sternly. She rolled her eyes and left.

"You okay?" Izzy asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I'm not fine, please help me. After a while, the bitch came back with our food. She gave us our plates and left. Before she left, however, she gave me a dirty look. Everyone immediately began to eat their food. They were too involved with their conversation that they didn't notice me staring at my food like it was some monster.

"You can't eat that, it'll make you fatter." The voice inside my head said. It's true though, I can't eat this. I mentally sighed and continued to look at the plate in front of me. I then felt a pair of eyes looking at me. I looked up and stared back at him.

"Eat." He whispered to me since he was next to me.

"Michael, I'm not hungry." I sighed.

"I haven't seen you eat anything the past few days."

"I have." I lied.

"No you haven't. I know you're lying."

"And how do you know that?"

"I can see it in your eyes."

"Ok, you got me." I sighed.

"Eat a little bit, please, for me?" He begged.

"Fine." I said.  I picked up the chicken finger and held it by my mouth. The voices in my head kept telling me not to eat it and other stuff.  I ignored them and took a bite out of it. I looked over and Michael and he was smiling like crazy.  I continued to eat and finished one piece of chicken.

After everyone finished eating, we asked for the check. The waitress came over and gave it to us.

"Call me." She mouthed to Michael.  He looked at her confused, but he looked at the check and saw her number.

"Oh my lord, stop being so desperate and leave him alone, bitch. And on your way, go and put some cloths on, you're basically naked." I told her.  Everyone looked shocked at my sudden outburst.

"You're calling me a bitch?  You're acting like a jealous whore.  Do the world a favor and kill yourself." She said then left. Everyone stared at me waiting for my reaction.

"What?" I snapped.

"Are you okay?" Calum asked slowly.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"She just told you to kill yourself." Luke said.

"It's fine, I'm used to it."