Groupie? // 5SOS

/34/ Don't Forget

Previously

Calum's POV

"That's an amazing love story! Why can't I have that kind of story! Ugh!" Izzy yelled. "I'm so happy for you, Calum. I'm happy that you're happy! This is so exciting! But, I'm serious. Bring Lacey over so I can meet her. I need a friend."

"I thought Jersey was your friend." Michael interrupted. An argument broke out between Luke, Michael, and Ash. Eventually they left the room leaving me to appreciate a quiet room where I can reminisce on the date even though I've been doing this for a good half hour.

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Izzy's POV

"Luke?" I turned over in bed so I could look at the small bruises on his face.

"Hmm?"

"Why did you guys care so much that Jersey is my friend?" I whispered since it was late at night. "Is it really worth fighting with your bandmates? You guys hurt each other because I was hanging out with Jersey."

"I'm sorry. It's difficult to explain. I don't even know what it's about. I'd tell you if I knew." He defended.

"Is it okay that I hang out with Jersey?"

"Why do you need my permission? It's your life, not mine." I could hear the annoyance in his voice.

"I just feel bad cause I'm joining you guys on tour and I don't know. I just feel like maybe I shouldn't hang out with anyone else."

"Sounds like a plan." Sarcasm was becoming the only language he was speaking.

"I'm going to Ashton's room." Without another word, I left. I quietly walked across the living space to reach Ashton's bedroom. I decided on knocking but before I had the chance to, I heard moaning coming from inside his room.

I'm not sure why, but it hurt to hear him having sex with someone. I never really felt anything for Ashton. Now all of a sudden, my mind decided I like him. I think. I probably don't like him. the thought just reached my head informing me that it's a possibility.

I don't want to interrupt Ashton so I go to my only other option since Calum had someone now. I decided to knock on Michael's door because we weren't as close and we argue quite a bit. We still hadn't discussed the whole Hospital thing face-to-face.

"What?" Michael asked opening the door, shirtless, in boxers, bruises spread out across his chest & face and with his red hair sticking up. "Oh. Hey Izzy..."

"Hi..." I said quietly.

"Um, can I help you with something or are you just going to stand there?"

"I- Nevermind." I begin walking away, but he yanks my wrist so that I would face him again.

"Can we talk?" He asked shyly.

"I-I guess so." I stuttered from nervousness. He lead me into his room and we both sat on the thick green blankets spread across his bed.

"I re-" 

"I wa-" We both spoke at the same time.

"You go first." I told him.

"I wanted to apologise. I've been wanting to apologise but I didn't know when the right time was."

"It's been a little over two weeks." I replied with no emotion.

"I know and I'm sorry. I hate not talking to you. As soon as I woke up from the coma, I should've been nice to you. I just felt really tired and I don't know. You were right beside me for a week." I nodded. "I regretted the words almost as soon as I said them, but you had already left with Luke so I didn't have time to apologise. I'm so sorry about what I said.