Chapter 7

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We got back to my place. The boys had to go to their hotel, so I told them bye and just climbed into bed. My phone started beeping like crazy. It was a bunch of mentions from people.

"@fuckmeluke: You are one ugly bitch, stay away from Mikey."

"@getinmybed5SOS: You ugly slut, go die."

"@lukesbabe: Wow, you're so pretty <3"

"@michaelfuckme: Ugly fucking slut! Stay away from my Mikey! Fall off a building for all I care!"

Okay then... Those really fucking hurt. I didn't realize it till now that I was crying. I wiped away my tears and sent a tweet.

"@saammii_xoxo: I don't know what I did wrong..."

I went offline and just laid in bed. I was thinking about doing it. To make the pain go away. It was so tempting. I had tears still falling from my eyes when I walked into the bathroom. I pulled it out of the cupboard. I stared down at it. I watched the fresh dark blood trickle down my arm and legs. I just sat there and cried when my phone rang. I cleaned up the blood and my arm and legs and walked into my room. I have 3 missed calls from Michael. It started ringing again and I quickly answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey! Are you alright? I rang a million times!" I chuckled at his worriedness.

"I'm good, what's up?"

"Meet me out back?" I just nodded and forgot he couldn't see me.

"Sure." and with that he hung up. I threw on some sweats and a hoodie, yeah it might be summer, but he wasn't about to see my scars. I walked out back to Mikey laying on my trampoline.

I crawled on and laid next to him.

"Hi." I looked over at him and smiled.

"Hey." he sat up and crisscrossed apple sauced. I smiled at his actions and copied them.

"So, why are you in my backyard?" he looked at me like he was thinking.

"To do this." without a word he crashed his lips on mine. I didn't hesitate to kiss back. The electricity shot through my body. I wrapped my hands around his neck and lightly tugged his hair. We pulled apart and I looked down and blushed. He touched his lips. 'Woah' was all I thought.

"Woah." Like he read my mind.

"You felt that too?" He looked at me and nodded. I just grabbed the back of his head and pushed my lips onto his. He smiled and pulled me on top of him. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance but I denied him, teasing him. He then squeezed my butt. I gasped and he shoved his tongue in my mouth. The kiss was getting really heated when he brought his hands up my hoodie. I pulled away.

"Moving a little too fast Mikey." He looked apologetic at me. I smiled and kissed his nose. I jumped off the trampoline and started walking away, when he caught up to me and grabbed my wrist. I winced, when he thumbed pressed against my fresh scars. He looked me worried.

"Sorry, I just hit my wrist on my nightstand when I got out of bed." I shrugged. Score! He believed me. He just nodded and let go. He walked in my house with me.

"See you tomorrow?" He asked. I nodded and pecked him in the lips, but he pulled me closer to deepen it. I pulled away and smiled. He hugged me tight and had left. I walked to my room and laid on my bed.

"Holy shit." I just laughed and got ready for bed.

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I woke up to my phone constantly ringing. I groaned and picked it up. I saw it was Mikey calling me. I smiled remembering last night. It started ringing again.

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