The Wrong Girl (Lea Michele Fan Fiction)

Lost Control

"Mike!" I growl and smack his locker shut. He stares at me with wide eyes and his face startled. I roll my eyes and lean closer to him.

"Why are you telling people that we're dating?" I ask angrily. He gives a slight smile.

"Why not? I like you."

"You barely know me and I barely know you," I say.

"Didn't take long for you to want Jay."

I slap Mike.

"Don't." I warn. He holds the side of his face. My hearts beats fast and my breathing is heavy. I'm pretty sure if I were able to have steam coming out of my ears then I would had.

"Why should you like him? If he were so loyal then why hasn't he forgiven you? Why hasn't he started talking to you? Why does he have a new girlfriend?" He asks. My mind goes fuzzy. New girlfriend? I turn around and see Jay holding hands with a girl that has black hair. I feel my heart break and my eyes become blurry.

"No.." I whisper and Mike pulls me into his arms. He holds me as I cry.

Why? Why did I have to feel the worst suffering because of a stupid mistake? I have only said the truth. I want to be happy.

"It's ok," Mike says. I pull away from him slightly. He brushes my tears away. I see Jay start to walk by. I panic.

I grab Mike's top, pull him down and kiss his cheek. Mike puts his hands on my waist and pulls me closer to him. He kisses my neck and I put my hands in his hair. I eye off Jay as he goes by. I giggle at Mike.

"Come on," I hear Jay say and he walks off in a huff. I pull away from Mike.

"Let's go to a party tonight," I say. Mike grabs my hand.

"Sure." I pull his face down to mine and I kiss where I slapped him.

"I'm sorry," I apologise. He smiles.

"It's fine," he says and pulls me into a hug.

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I had thrown on whatever and left my house as soon as it was 8. I didn't explain to my mum where I was going, nor would she care.

Mike touches my arm softly. I look at him and smile. He guides me inside the party, his hand holding mine. He introduces me to some people and got me a drink that I'm pretty sure was alcohol.

"Lea?" Mike asks. I burst out giggling.

"Yes?" I giggle.

"You can't handle alcohol, can you?" He chuckles.

"Suppose not," I say. I look at my outfit. A tight black skirt with a midnight blue singlet, some necklaces anxious wedges. I grab Mike's hands and make him start dancing with me. I started to dirty dance so Mike grabbed my hand and pulled me over to a corner and kept kissing my neck. I giggle and my hands go through his hair, wanting more. He looks at me and leans in to kiss me but I move away and start to kiss his neck instead.

"Why don't you want to kiss me?" He asks.

"It isn't the right moment," I answer and his hands rest on my hips. I smirk and pull him closer to me.

"Smile!" Someone yells out, a big flash happens but I ignore it and continue to dance on Mike. He nods his head in approval and then the rest of the night became blurry.

Why was I doing this?

This is not me but it's all an act right? I was only doing this to get back at Jay, correct?

Right?

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The game had just started and yet I was already over it. I groan and roll over, covering my eyes with my arms instantly.

"You've got a hangover. It'll be gone by today." Mike says. Mike? I remove my arms and look at Mike. He smiles gently at me. I give a confused look.

"Where am I?" I quietly ask. His index finger loosely runs across my collarbone.

"My place."

"Why?"

"You really don't remember?" He asks. "Obviously not.." I say. He leans over me and starts to kiss my neck. I close my eyes.

"It started like this," he says. His hands trail up and down my sides, I let out a small gasp.    

"Then you did this." He grabs my legs and wraps it around his waist. I raise my eyebrows. I did that? His kisses start to trail down further and his hands go behind my back, they undo my bra.

"You grabbed me by my top and pulled it off." His hands grab mine softly and makes my hands take his top off. "And you whispered, "take me now" but I could see it in your eyes you didn't want it. So I did other stuff with you," he explains. My mouth hangs open, which is probably the worst thing I could had done.

"Did we kiss?" I ask.

"No, you said that if I tried to kiss you that you'd break my jaw."
Yay, go me.

"Well thanks for telling and showing me. Can I sleep now?" I ask. He laughs.

"Sure." I unwrap my legs around him and slowly roll on my side, I grab a pillow and put it on my head. And soon I was back in a place where I like to dream.

"Lea?" I hear someone yell out my name. I giggle and run around in this green hedge maze.

"Lea, seriously, this is dangerous!" The person protests.

"Can't keep up?" I ask and laugh. I let my hand trail against the hedges. Then all the sudden hands protruded from the hedge and tried to grab me.

"Lea...Lea...Lea...Lea..." A voice whispers. A body escapes the tree and starts running after me. I scream and run.

"Lea do not run, you do not want to do that."

I scream and tears run down my face. "What do you want?" I yell. I push myself to keep running but I'm lost in the maze.

"Lea?" I hear someone ask. I look up.

"Jay," I cry and he hugs me.

"I won't let them get you," he says but I feel something changing. I look at him.

"Mike?" I ask and push him away.

"What the hell?" He asks.

"Don't you like me?" He says and grabs my chin.

"You don't like me." He forces his lips on mine and kisses me. I bite his lip and kick him. He lets go and stares at me.

"You bitch," he says and I start running. He runs after me. I take a left in the maze then a right. Please be an exit or something only I could fit through. I keep running forward and soon enough there's a small and narrow gap between a wall and the hedge. I make my right side go in first and then my left, branches scratch me but I don't care. At least I'm away from Mike. I see light at the end and I move faster for it. I ended up in the middle of a huge square. Jay on the right and Mike on the left. I look back and forth between them. I start to cry. I walk towards Mike. He smiles.

"I'm sorry," I say and shake my head. I walk with my head down and towards Jay. I feel his fingers lift my face up and We stare into each others eyes.

Then our lips met and we kissed for the first time.

I wake up and cry.

Why was this dream torturing me? Why!

Why is it making me have the things I can't even get?

I curl into a ball and cry.

I hate life.