fivesos one shots

·disconnected· mc

hang up the telephone and just be here with me.

"i miss him." i mumbled under my breath to myself. "i miss him so much." i mumbled again to myself. i was sitting on my bedroom floor crying again. this wasn't me. i was possibly the happiest person you ever met. i never let anyone or anything bring me down. but i didn't know that love was dangerous. which is how i got caught in the trap.

he left me.

he left without a word. packed up and left. it's been a month now and i searched and searched but nothing. his family didn't care. ashton, luke, and calum helped me search along with my two close friends reese and olive. but he was gone.

i had gone from the once happy go lucky girl to a sad lost girl. what was i to do without my partner in crime? who would i sleep with? who would soothe my cramps?

i know. i sounded clingy and needy. of course i could survive without him, i just didn't have the motivation too. my head spun as i stood up shakily and wiped my tears. this was the first since i had snapped as i had been holding it all in. maybe i should leave too.

and so i did.

.........

▪4 years later▪

it was raining hard god dammit. the damn summer rain. where was my damn umbrella when i needed it? why are the streets of new york so fucking crowded? people are so fucking irritating how slow does this generation get?

everything pissed me off in this chaotic city. i couldn't wait till i would head down to paris to shoot for the next episode of my show.

i was a travel girl. i was seeing the whole world and living my dream. but for now, my whole crew was back at the hotel while i was out in the pouring rain trying to get a damn taxi but it was of no use.

i groaned and sat on the bench near a bus stop. at least that had a roof to cover me a little. i shivered and glanced around, i was surrounded by noise. i plugged my ears and decided to throw on some soothing music to calm myself.

my eyes wandered aimlessly as they landed on a man who pressed the buttons on a pay phone shakily. he held the phone to his ear and began talking and looked around as if he were looking for something. his hair was black with a turquoise stripe down the middle. he wore a long, black jacket, black jeans, and combat boots. he finally set the phone away and looked around covering his head with his hand.

i could not stop staring until he glanced in my direction then ran towards me. i looked away quickly and lowered my head changing the song on my phone. i heard him gasping for breath as he jogged over and dried himself off under the roof over the small bench.

after he caught his breath i noticed him glance over at me. i mentally checked my outfit hoping it looked as good as his. i was wearing black rain boots with heels, a long cream spring jacket covering my light blue jean overalls that covered a white t-shirt, a good layer of bright red lipstick, my big round framed glasses, and my favorite big black spring hat. it wasn't exactly the best outfit...but that'll do.

he continued to look at me until i shifted uncomfortably. finally i glanced up at him then i realised why he hadn't looked away.

"you look like someone i used to date." he smiled and it hit me. he hadn't exactly recognized me yet. "her name was ronnie."

"michael?" i mumbled. michael froze then bent down eye level with me.

"ronnie?"

............

he sipped his coffee slowly as I gazed out the window. we were sat in a booth and so far he hadn't taken his eyes off me.

"since when did you get glasses?" was the first out of the infinite amount of questions he asked me.

"about a year ago." was my response.

"how've you been?"

"how is home?"

"how do you like your job?"

though i was dying to ask how he was and what the hell he was up to i only had one question circling my mind.

why did you leave?

at times when we both would become silent i would open my mouth but shut it right away once he would meet my eyes.

"i know." he mumbled. i looked up at him questioningly. "i know what you're thinking." he mumbled again and i internally sighed in relief. at least i didn't have to ask. "all this time i've been asking you questions and i haven't told you anything about myself." michael laughed.

oh.

"so lets see. i joined a band and i guess we're touring? we're going to london next month it's exciting! and i got a puppy, his name is ketchup. also i have a thing for dyeing my hair now if you have not noticed." he pointed to his head and smiled proudly then took a big gulp of his latte."
i just stared at him blankly as he continued to take nibbles of his large cookie.

"this is so good!" he spoke with a mouthful then laughed at himself. "oops...my bad. i just love food."

i had stopped everything i was doing by now and just stared at him. had he forgotten? was he hiding something? he finally realized i hadn't said a word when he glanced up and stopped chewing. i absentmindedly reached over the table and wiped the crumbs off his cheek then sat down
quickly realizing what i just did.

"something wrong ronnie?"

"why did you leave me?" the words finally fell from my lips like a weight. michael stopped and set his napkin down. he reached into his pocket pulled out a wallet and set a few bills on the table then stood up and put his jacket on.

"michael? michael where are you going?"
but he ignored me and walked out the door thanking our waitress.
"michael!" i grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. there were droplets still in the sky. his eyes were red and watery. i suddenly realised how tired he looked. we sat down on the same bench again and we were silent.

"to chase my dreams..." was his answer.
i looked up at him as he stared at the ground blankly.
"the band. we went to london a year ago and toured with hot chelle rae. and recently we've been recording an album. we've been travelling to a lot of gigs. i left because my parents didn't approve and they kicked me out...said i wouldn't get anywhere."

"why didn't you tell me?" i whispered as tears were threatening to spill.

"because i was afraid that if i saw you, you would stop me from chasing my dreams. seeing you would make me want to stay but i cared so much about the band. i didn't tell you because it hurt me to tell you so i just did what i always do... i ran away from my problems and chased a dream out of selfishness. i completely disconnected a 4 year relationship and here we are again. back on a dumb bench."

"disconnected is the word." i nodded wiping a stray tear. i stood up pushing my big black hat down so my eyes were barely visible.

"are you leaving?" michael asked and i froze.

"yeah. just like how you left me eh?"

"ronnie. we can start over."

"i travel...just like you michael. we're never going to see each other ever again."

"and if we do?"

"we're just gonna get disconnected then...again." i cracked a smile. michael returned it.

"hey ronnie?"

"yeah?"

"you still like the rain?"

"i love the summer rain."

long story short: im back from my break.

~ z e e