Permanent Vacation

11

WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS R RATED SCENES
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MAXS POV

The concert starts and the boys run on stage. Arabella and I watch from the side.

"M, are you okay? You are itching your arm a lot." She says.
"Yeah. Nervous habit." I reply.

I go back to watching Luke hop around on stage subconsciously scratching my arm. About halfway through the concert Luke stops.

"Alright you guys. I want you to meet someone. Many of you found out through a picture on twitter and she is wonderful and I want you to meet her. Max? Come out here!" Luke announces.

I gasp and Michael comes to get me. Once I'm on stage the fans cheer and Luke continues.

"This is my girlfriend Max. Say hello to the fans."
"Hi." I say quietly into the microphone.
"WHATS ON HER ARM?" A random fan yells.

I look down to see that part of my wrist is exposed and my sleeve is drenched in blood. Luke looks down and gasps. I look frantically at Michael who grabs me and takes me off stage.

"EVERYONE CHEER FOR MAX! THANKS FOR COMING OUT!" I hear Calum shout.

I get off stage and Arabella pulls me to the bathroom.

"What happened?" She asks.
"I guess I just scratched too hard." I mumble while cleaning up.
"Did... did the fans see?" She asks quietly.
"Yes..."

I finish cleaning up and head back to the dressing room. I lay on the sofa in there until the boys come back. I don't dare check my twitter.

"Max! I'm so sorry. I didn't know!" Luke cries out as soon as he gets to me.
"I didn't either..." I whisper.
"What happened?" He asks.
"I was scratching." I reply quickly.

I get out my phone to avoid further questions but am hit with something much worse.
#maxkillyourself is plastered all over my twitter.
If you cut vertically it ends quicker!
Aww. Max cuts. Luke is just with her because he feels bad. Sounds bad feels bad.
Hey max. I don't hate you. But kill yourself.
And the hate doesn't stop there.

"Max. What are you looking at?" Michael asks me.
"Nothing." I reply.
"Give me that."

Michael grabs my phone and starts scrolling. I can tell he's getting mad.

"What the hell Max! Why didn't you tell me?!" He yells.

I flinch and put my hands in front of my face. I look through them and see his face soften.

"Max... I'm not going to hit you..." he says.
"Hm... sorry..." I say.
"Let's just get you back to the bus. Okay?" He says.

I nod slowly and put my arms up towards him. He lets out a small chuckle and picks me up. Once we are in the bus he sets me down and I huff.

"We are getting Macca's Max. You want anything?" Calum asks.
"No thank you." I whisper.
"You sure?" He says.
"Yeah. I think I'm going to just lay down. I just don't feel good." I say.
"Oh. Okay." He replies.

Once they are gone I go back into my bunk and close my eyes. After a while I hear a door slam and yelling.

"What's your problem?!" Arabella shouts.
"Maybe I just don't wanna be around you!" Ashton yells.

I get up to go see what is going on. I see Bella and Ash fuming.

"What. The. Hell." I say.
"She started it." Ashton snaps.
"I don't care. Why are you fighting?" I ask.
"They have been all day!" Calum exclaims.
"Okay. I don't care why you two are so sassy right now. But you need to sort yourselves out." I say rubbing my head.
"Okay. We are gonna go out for a drink." Michael says.

Everyone stands up and goes to get ready.

"Oh no no. Not you two. You are gonna stay here and sort out your shit." I say.

Ashton huffs and goes to his bunk. Arabella stomps back to the back after rolling her eyes. I grab my purse and we head out the door. We decide just to walk to the bar. About halfway there I realize I forgot my phone.

"Shit. Can we go back?" I ask.
"Why?" Luke asks.
"I forgot my phone. I don't want them almost killing each other then not being able to get ahold of me." I reply.
"Sure. We can go back." Michael says.

I go into the bus and head to the back where my phone is plugged in. I hear some odd noises.

I make the dumb mistake to keep going. What I see, I was not expecting. Clothes are strewn everywhere and Ashton has Arabella pinned down. He growls and continues to slam his dick into her.

"Do you deserve to cum kitten?" He says in a low tone.
"Please Daddy... I've been good" Bella whines.
"Come for Daddy kitten." He whispers just loud enough for me to hear.

Bella lets out an almost pornographic moan.  I screech and spin around covering my eyes. I slam my face into the door and fall to the floor. I hear scrambling and look up to see them partially dressed.

"Oh my god!" Bella shrieks.
"Fuck. Are you okay?" Ash says.
"Mhmm. Yeah. Fine. Just needed my phone." I mumble.
"We... sorry. You probably didn't need to see that." Ashton explains.
"Your dick is like. Right by my face..." I whisper.
"Sorry..." Ashton says sitting down.

Arabella helps me up and I hurry out of there. I walk off the bus and feel my forehead. I look at my hand and see blood. The three boys' eyes get wide.

"It's kinda funny. I ran into the door." I laugh.
"How?" Luke asks me.
"Bella scared me." I reply nonchalantly.
"Oh! Are she and Ashton getting along?" Calum asks.
"You could say that..." I giggle.
"I'll just go fetch something for your head and we will be off!" Luke says.
"No! I mean. I'm fine! We don't want to interrupt Ashton and Arabella. They are...erm... talking through things..." I lie.
"Oh. Let's go then!" Luke shouts.
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