Over and Over (On Hold)

Chapter 10

When we finally returned to our new home it seemed way to quiet. I looked around the kitchen and lounge for any living creature, but came up empty handed. Calum and Luke had been right behind me even though they should have looked other places, but then again they were still in shock. See they didn't understand why I got the phone numbers but they were still happy for me, confusing I know. I heard a grunt from the bathroom and went to investigate what was going on.

I turned the knob in the bathroom door and slide my head inside. Michael was leaning his head over the bathtub, shirtless, with a tube of hair dye in hand.

"Mikey, how many times have I told you to wait for me so I can help you when you dye your hair?" I laughed at him and found the second set of plastic gloves from the box.

"Um, seven....?" I laughed at his understatement. I had been helping him dye his hair since Ashton and I dated due to Michael being a very clumsy person.

I grabbed the tube from his hand and started to squeeze the liquid into his hair, massaging it around evenly. "Please tell me your eyes are closed." I felt a slight nod and continued to dye his hair, how it wasn't dead yet I don't know. When the tube was empty I started to rinse the excess dye out of his hair. It seemed to be a dirty blond color that suited him better than the red that was starting to fade.

"Why didn't you call me to come help you?" I felt his body tense from my question but I continued to rinse the new dye.

"I thought you were mad at me. Plus you were out writing with Luke and Calum, I didn't want to bother you." I sighed and stopped rinsing for a moment.

"Even if I'm mad at you, you can always ask for my help, okay?" I felt him nod as his body relaxed. "And I wasn't that mad at you, you just made me frustrated."

"I don't understand what I did wrong!" His voice had slightly rose and I pulled his hair a bit harder. "Ouch!" I bit my lip to stifle an involuntary giggle.

"You looked at me as of I was cheating on you by dancing with Calum. I've known Calum longer than I've known you, Michael, and he's always been my best guy friend, well besides Ash- you shouldn't be jealous."

"Well you have dated someone else besides me in the band, how am I supposed to know you don't just want to date us all and have '4/4'?" I immediately let go of his hair. What. The. Hell.

"Excuse you? Do you seriously fucking think I dated Ashton and you because you're in some stupid band!? I dated Ashton because he had been my best friend for how many years? Oh yeah 6 and we wanted to see how it would work. I dated you because you were sweet and helped me out, but now it seems like I judged you incorrectly. You're a self-centered douche who doesn't deserve y help!"

I slide off the plastic gloves from the kit and threw them in the tub, running out of the bathroom. I felt my legs take me to my bedroom and could hear Mikey calling after me but I blocked him out. I flung my body onto my mattress and screamed into my pillow. Forcing myself to calm down and not cry due to my frustration. I turned to my iHome and plugged in my phone blasting my angry woman music, ignoring the world around me.

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After an hour's worth of songs I had somewhat calmed down since my fight with Michael. I was still a little irritated he thought I was only dating him to get 4/4. I heard a knock on the door "Who are you and what do you want?" I didnt mean to sound bitchy or anything but it probably did to whoever was out there. I sat up when I heard someone open the door without asking, I mean I didn't really invite them in. "Come right on in." My voice was full of sarcasm. I heard the intruder softly laugh and finally looked up at his face.

"Harley, baby, can we talk for just a minute before we start yelling?" His voice was unusually quiet and I nodded my head. He was sporting his cream sweater now instead of being shirtless like he was before. I noticed he was doing that thing he does when he's nervous and was making what I, and all of his fans, called "sweater paws." I found his sweater paws completely adorable and had to remind myself I was mad at him before I just jumped up and hugged him. I liked his new hair color much better than the red he had been sporting and it reminded me of when he was younger. He slowly took the few steps to my bed and sat down about a foot away from me. I locked eyes with him and waited for him to explain himself. What he said surprised me.