Dark Paradise

Chapter 22: And Even If It's Dark At Least We'll Be Together

I hear the knocking at my door but I refuse to answer it, I hear my phone ringing every thirty seconds but I also refuse to answer it in hopes that maybe they will think I'm still sleeping. I continue to sit on the window ledge that shows the view of the city as the knocking slowly drives me insane. Why is someone even at my door anyways? The only people I actually like left today and are probably in the air as I sit here.

"PEYTON" I hear a voice call my name but the door has muffled it. Sighing I slide off the ledge and quietly move closer to the door in hopes that maybe the person has given up on getting me to answer.

"Leigh she's not gonna answer. Luke your plan failed" Michael's voice says as the knocking turns into pounding.

"PEYTON OPEN UP THIS FUCKING DOOR NOW OR WE WON'T LEAVE AND THE FANS WILL BE PISSED OFF" Michael yells making me roll my eyes at how dramatic he really is.

"What the fuck do you want Clifford? And why are you still here?" I ask without even a hello as I pull the door open to find Michael, Luke and Leigh looking at me.

"You're boyfriend is extremely sad Peyton" Leigh says giving me a half smile.

"Leigh, I don't have a boyfriend anymore" I tell her as I cross my arms.

"Babe, come on don't be like this" Luke says as he wraps his arms around Leigh's stomach from behind her.

"When did this happen?" I asked pointing to the two of them with a smirk. If I can't be happy at least she can.

"That doesn't matter, what matters is the fact that there is a sad Ashton at the airport who we really don't want to take on tour with us" Michael says leaning against my door frame.

"And what the fuck do you expect me to do about that? We. Aren't. Together. Anymore. More." I tell him as I glare at him.

"Go to the airport with us and just fix it" Luke says lifting his head from its spot in between Leigh's shoulder and neck.

"No. I won't do it, there's nothing to fucking fix" I tell him as my lip starts to quiver.

"Sorry Pey" Michael says as he walks to me and picks me up over his shoulder.

"Wait... Michael I don't have pants on" I tell him as my fists hit his back.

"Oh you don't" He says as he lifts up my shirt to find my small shorts underneath.

"Did you just really look under my shirt you fuckface?" I ask him as he walks to my room.

"Clearly I did. And anyways you keep saying you're single" he says laughing.

"Shut up you dick. And turn the other way so I can change" I say as I walk to my closet to grab whatever my hands touch first.

"Damn, now I see what Ashton likes about you" Michael says as I pop my head through my shirt.

"Didn't I tell you NOT to look Clifford?" I tell him as I slide on my vans and put my phone in my pocket before grabbing my keys.

"Yes you did but I'm punk rock and no one tells me what to do, kid" Michael says as he grabs my keys and lifts me back over his shoulder and walks out.

"Lucas keep it in your pants man child" Michael says as we walk past Leigh and Luke kissing on my couch.

"I'm going with Peyton, we will meet you at the airport" Michael says as we walk out to of the door leaving the sounds of giggles that belong to two teenagers beginning to fall for each other.

"You know you can let me down whenever, right?" I say as we enter the elevator and wait to go to the main floor.

"I would let you do but you might run from me so I won't" he says as the elevator begins to go down. We don't say much as we exit the building, only earning worried glances from old people.