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Michael

March 8th (Sukhothai hotel, and Impact Arena)

I wasn't surprised that I woke up with quite possibly the worst hangover ever. What I was surprised at though, that I woke up to an empty bed. I'm pretty sure I remember Gia being here last night, but at the same time, I could just be imagining it.

I woke up, to a phone call coming from the hotel phone, "what?" I answered, my head was pounding and this was the last thing I wanted
"Mr clifford, this is your wake up call," an accented voice spoke. I didn't request any fucking wake up call.

I rolled over in the bed, and saw a bottle of water with some pain killers next to it; as well as a note. A note from Gia. She was obviously here last night, but why did she leave? I asked myself; but I didn't care. I didn't even want to think about her, let alone look at her right now. She fucking defended him last night. He hurt her so badly, but she still defended him.

The only reason I got as drunk as I did last night was because I couldn't bare to be around them. Around him. Especially after what I saw yesterday. I got drunk in hopes that somehow everything would be fine between us, but I still wanted to hate her for what she did yesterday. It shouldn't be a shock though, I should have known that he would do absolutely anything to win her back. And he did; yet she still had the fucking nerve to act like nothing happened between them yesterday.

There was a banging at the door, and I knew I had to get up. I didn't want to. I quickly took the painkillers that were left and swallowed them with the water, as well as walking to the door to open it.

I opened it, only for it to reveal a very angry looking Dave, "good you're up,"
"Yep," I said, "not that I want to be,"
"I'm not surprised, but that's no one's fault but your own," he told me, "do you even have any idea what you did last night?" He asked, "what could have happened?"
"No,"
"Get your ass to the gym now," he said firmly
"I need to see Dana," I told him
"That's not happening," he told me, with a firm voice
"I'm not really in any state to work out," I told him, it was obvious. I was wrecked as hell. The last thing I should be doing is going to the gym
"I don't care," he said, "you have a show to do tonight and you're also in no state to go on stage,"
"Whatever,"
"Don't use that tone with me, you're lucky no one saw you in the state you were in last night," I didn't even think I was that bad honestly, considering what I saw earlier that day, "you have some serious ground to make up mate,"

Around an hour and a half later, I made my way back up to my room. It was now around ten thirty, and I still had no contact from Gia. It surprised me, but at the same time I was glad. I wasn't ready to talk to her. I don't think I ever would be; but I knew I had to. I knew I had to confront her for what she did. What she did with him. I was beyond embarrassed, I was beyond humiliated. We weren't even together for twenty four hours, and Luke had already lured her back in to his arms.

What was even more strange; was that I hadn't heard anything from any of the other guys either. Not that I cared about Luke. Just the thought of his name made me feel sick; well more so than I already was. Any bets she was with him. I still don't understand what I did , to make her go back to him.

We arrived at the arena a little before soundcheck. All the guys seemed fine with each other. Calum seemed pissed at me and so did Luke. Surprisingly though, Ashton; who would normally be the first to say something, seemed completely indifferent. Then again I do recall him disappearing at some stage last night.

"When are the girls getting here?" I asked the guys
"I wouldn't be surprised if they don't show to be honest," Arzaylea said, "especially if that annoying short one comes,"
"Why are you even here?" Ashton asked her
"Just ignore her mate," Luke told him, and that's exactly what he did, "but unfortunately she does have a point,"
"What's that supposed to mean?" I scoffed at him
"Oh that's right, someone got way too drunk at his own girlfriends birthday," Luke jibed
"And so?" I asked, "like any of you can talk, we were all drinking," I wanted more than anything to punch that look off his face, to give the fucking prick a black eye and rip that stupid lip ring right out of his fucking lip
"Do you even know how bad you were last night?" Calum asked, "Dave and I had to fucking carry you out of the bar!"
"So?" I asked again, I didn't see it as that big of a deal. It didn't make headlines or anything, no fans saw us
"You're so fucking delusional mate," Luke said
"I'm not your fucking mate," I put my sunglasses back on, and chucked my head phones in, hoping to forget that my so called best friends were against me. They had no fucking clue what was going on. They had no fucking clue what I was going through. Well Luke did, but he's hardly my friend any more, and I don't think we'll ever be the same. Not that I cared, it was his fault. It was all his fault.