Chapter 19

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Allison's POV

After Ashton and I got back from Starbucks, we all gathered in Calizzy's room and watched a horror movie. Everyone had hangovers so what was the point of doing anything?

"No, don't go in there!" I exclaimed while thawing popcorn at the TV.

"Oi, stop messing up our room." Izzy said. Out of no where, a weird ass paranormal activity ghost shit just popped outta nowhere. I instantly screamed and hid my face in Michael's chest. My scream was so loud that people from Mars could hear me. Everyone laughed at my reaction and I started to become red in embarrassment.

"I don't wanna watch this movie." I said into his chest, close to tears.

"It's just a movie, why are you so scared?" Calum laughed.

"Change the fucking movie right now, Hood, otherwise I'll do bad things to you." I said staring right into his eyes. His eyes widened in horror and he instantly ran and changed the movie to Frozen.

"Better?" He asked.

"Better."

"Oh don't you go all The Fault in our Stars on me."

"Yeah, that's for me to do, okay?" Izzy giggled.

"Okay." I said.

"Oi, that's my girlfriend."

"Not anymore. Alizzy shall rise!" I exclaimed.

"Aw babes!" Izzy exclaimed.

"I love you."

"I love you too Hun."

"I just lost my girlfriend to Allison." Calum said.

"Better luck next time." I blew a kiss in his direction adding to my sarcasm.

"I guess I'll just date Michael." Calum said, going over to cuddle Michael.

"Oh no you don't, that's my cuddle buddy!" I tackled Calum off of Michael and to the floor. I got up and clung onto Michael like a koala.

"Mine." I whispered as I snuggled closer to Michael.

***

Right now, I'm staring at myself in the bathroom with just my bra and panties (that's such a weird word) on. I didn't bother to close the bathroom door because Michael was still in the other room with the others. All I see is fat and new and old scars. I'm disgusting. I can never be good enough. I sigh to myself. No one's going to ever love me.

"Allison?" I fearfully looked in the mirror and see someone I don't want to see.

He saw them.  Nobody was supposed to find out.  He even saw how fat I was. How did I let this happen?  He started to take off his many bracelets that were on his wrist.

"Michael, what are you doing?" I asked confused.

"To show you that you're not alone." He simply said.

"What do you-" Then I saw them. The many white lines that were beneath his bracelets.

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