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[Michael's P.O.V.]
I can hear Calum, Ashton, and the annoying receptionist screaming at me from inside the building. I could care less about them right now. I'm just so pissed off. I don't know why though. We still have 3 more hotels to visit,
but I've lost all hope by now.
What if Luke is dead?
What if he never comes back?
What if we find him and he kills himself right in front of us?
What he kills me?
What if he never speaks to me again?
What if I lose him..... forever?
All the crazy thoughts swirl in my head, as I somehow find my way back to the shared apartment.
I stare at the wall of my bedroom with a blank expression. I'm really angry and sad right now, but tears won't come out my eyes. I fall back onto my bed and sigh.
"Michael...." A soft voice whispers suddenly, startling me. I whip my head around to see Ashton, his head turned to the floor.
"Ashton, why are you here?" I ask, scooting farther away from him.
"Because," He responds, now sitting next to me on the bed, "I wanted to check up on you." Huh?
"Check up on me? Why in the world would you need to that?!?" I yell, jolting up from my bed.
"Because.... you seemed annoyed. And I didn't want you to do anything." He says, his voice full of sadness.
"Yeah, like what?" I sneer. He's getting on my nerves. Why would he think I'd do "something". What's that supposed to even mean?
"I didn't want you to.... you know... cut... again." He chokes out, his eyes brimming with tears now. Wow, I never thought that he was so sensitive.
"Ash...." I say, returning to my spot on the bed.
"You don't need to worry about me, I'll be fine." I reach out to him and take his hand in mine. He nods.
"But-" He begins, but I interrupt him.
"No buts, I'm fine." I say, reassuring him.
"Al-alright." He stammers, his lip quavering.
"But, are you sure that you're okay?" I question, looking into his eyes and searching for an answer.
"No." He admits, closing his eyes and letting the tears slide down his cheeks and onto his lap.
"Ash....," I say, kneeling down in front of him, my hand still wrapped tightly around his.
"What's wrong? I-is everything alright?" He shakes his hand and looks up at me. His eyes are full of tears, and I doubt that he can see anything by now, and his lip is curled and the expression on his face is truly heart breaking.
"I-I- I-I- It's just- It's all my-my fault, a-and Luke could be.... gone... and I'd be the one to blame. I fucked up. I shouldn't have even kissed you in the first place."
"Shhh.... Ashton, it's fine. Everything is fine. Everything will be alright. Luke is alive, and we're going to find him. This, this I promise. Alright?" I tighten my grip on his shaking hand and gently squeeze.
"Okay." He mutters, letting go of my hand. I almost whimper as I feel... almost.... incomplete without his hand in mine.
Michael stop.
You shouldn't be thinking that nor feeling that.
"I'm going to bed. Early." He says, stepping of the room. His footsteps soon fade and I sigh, now I'm all alone for the remainder of the day. I guess we'll just visit the other hotels tomorrow or the next day?
*******
So, it's been 3 days since we've visited the first hotel, and we've decided that it's time to visit 2 more today, and then the last one next week; to give Luke some space, I guess. Yes, I know, he could be dead and we should be trying to find out where he is as soon as possible, but I know for a fact that he isn't dead. I can feel it in my gut.
"Are you guys ready to go? C'mon, get ready!!" Calum nags, clapping. That shit drives me crazy. He likes to try and rush me when I'm getting ready, but I guess I just have to deal with it.
"Yeah." I tell him, scooping up my car keys from the kitchen table.
"Great, let's go!" Calum says, jumping off the counter.
"Here, Ashton, you drive." I demand, chucking my keys at Ashton. He manages to catch them, but fumbles with them, almost dropping them on the floor.
"Terrible throw." Ashton jokes, winking playfully. I chuckle and roll my eyes, ushering him out the door.
"Alright.... so how do we get there?" Ashton asks, playing with the controls of the car.
"There's this thing called GPS, if you didn't already know." I say, sarcastically.
"Oh shut up." He smirks and I give him the address to the 2nd hotel. He puts it into the GPS and backs out of the driveway, then proceeds to head to the location of the hotel.
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