Dazed & Confused

Chptr 3: Misunderstanding

[ Michaels p.o.v ]
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Becca continued slurping on that damn iced coffee of hers. Before sitting it down and walking right up to me, to wrap her arms around my waist. This action of hers left me still and confused. "The fuck are you doing?" I snipped at her. She stayed silent, with a stupid smirk on her face as she kept her arms around me and stared into my eyes. Her blue eyes staring into mine made me shift in her hold. We inched over to the piano bench as she forced me rather violently down on it. "Making you fall in love with me Mikey." She replied after hesitating. I scoffed at her cocky reply. She sat herself on my lap, wrapping both of her long legs around my waist. I'll admit this was a turn on. This might work as long as she doesn't speak. Her fingertips dug into my biceps in attempt to hold herself on top of me and the more rough she got, the less I remembered why I hated her. She leaned into my neck licking a stripe up it and onto my mouth and when I didn't immediately open my mouth for her access she took a fistful of my hair and harshly jerked my head back. I was still confused as to what the fuck she was doing and why I was letting her do it, but I couldn't stop her because it was just getting better and better. This painful tug made my mouth fall open as she took advantage of my vulnerability, shoving her tongue down my throat. I sat still letting her do all the work. As she roughly continued kissing me I hadn't even realized that she was unbuttoning my shirt. This was when I remembered that we were facing a glass window that led straight into the room that the rest of the lads were in with their girls. Trying my best to politely give her the hint to get off of me, she kept going. "Becca....Becc-a...BECCA!!" "Ugh, what?!"
I shoved her off of me, forgetting the awkward position she sitting in and suddenly remembering as her head slammed back into the closed door just a couple of feet in front of me. The sound made the action seem a lot more violent than it was. She sat there looking at me in shock. "Oh shit, are you alright? I swear Becca, I didn't mean to.." the rest of the boys came barging in probably wondering what the fuck just happened. "What the hell?!" Luke muttered looking down at Becca and then back up at me. He helped her up off of the floor. I sat in shock until everyone started ripping into me for pushing her..as I looked over at her sitting in the corner slyly smirking as I was being ripped into. She loved this, everyone being pissed at me, thinking I was the bad person. "Who are you anymore?" Luke shouted at me. I broke out of my thoughts feeling immediately angry at his question. "What the fuck are you saying?!" I shouted back. "And don't be fucking shouting at me for this!! It was that sneaky bitch over there." I pointed at her. "She was the one on top of me, kissing and touching me. I didn't do anything but shove her off. And GENTLY if I might add. She just so happened to be sitting weird which made her fall harder!!" I tried to explain fully and quickly before one of them decided to interrupt me. "Mike we know you've changed..but hitting a girl? Even that's beyond the new you.." "Don't fucking talk down to me Ashton. Don't talk to me about low blows when we all know you've scammed around with fans while Syd was on tour." I spat. Calum grabbed Ashton as he came lunging at me. "Ooh.. Fucking try me faggot." "THE FUCK DID YOU CALL ME?!" He screamed. Just as I came lunging toward him about to repeat myself a studio guard grabbed me from behind, lifted me slightly from the floor and covered my mouth. He put himself right in my ear "You say one more fucking word to anyone and I'll break you in two I promise. That goes for you too Ashton. Try me." His threat was understood. I erased any further thoughts of saying anything to anyone. Ashton immediately quit fighting Calum..He let me down and he walked back out the way he came in. Ashton and I just stared at each other for a moment panting. "Mike, you're not yourself anymore. You're in pain I get it. But you don't need to go around shoving her, calling me names, and talking about my past that clearly never happened. We're the best friends you've got..don't fuck it up because of a breakup that happened months ago." Ashton pleaded. I couldn't believe after everything that just happened he still had the heart to advise me. When I looked back over to the corner I noticed Becca crying into Sydney's shoulder. Why was she crying? None of this would've happened if she hadn't been being her typical sneaky bitch self. Always plotting against me. Looking at her I realized just how deep my hate for her was. Although I'm sure she and I would be talking tomorrow, things would never be the same between us..not after today.
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Ooh guurrll da drama..