Michael’s POV
What have I done? I’ve lost her again! It’s all his fault! He’s taken her from me once again! If it wasn’t for him and his stupid mouth, me and Sophie would be cuddling right now!
I took off down the hall way, I assumed she’d be in Rebecca’s room because they were having a girly night. My knock against the cool hotel door was loud and desperate. They answer didn’t come quick enough for my liking so I let my mouth hurry the process.
Eventually the door opened revealing a small girl wearing a shocked face.
“Ashton its Michael” She gave him a small but tired smile and climbed back into a bed which I assumed she shared with Niall.
“No its not Ashton I want, it’s Sophie”
“Sophie?” I couldn’t see her expressions through the darkness of the room but from her tone I guess she would be wearing a frown.
“I know she’s in here!” My anger rose and my fists balled.
“Mate calm down, Sophie’s not here, whatever’s happened I’m sure you’ll work it out, try someone else she’s close with” The calmness of his voice caused my anger to climb.
Who was she close with?
Harry.
My eyes met Becky’s and I could tell she had read my mind.
“No she wouldn’t…” The words seemed to be more of a question than a statement. Before Ashton could speak up I was already making my way down the hallway. Visions of which room he occupied ran through my mind as I came face to face with the door. I mumbled a few words wisdom before knocking loudly. I could make out a few mumbles and a creak of the bed.
That was all it took for my heart to shatter.
The door swung open to a topless boy, the colour draining from his face as his eyes caught track of mine. I was so broken. I physically couldn’t move. As much as I tried, my body had frozen. I heard the sweet sound of her voice call from behind the filth that stood before me.
“Who is it babe?” Her hand clasped the shoulder of my enemy as her delicate body came into view.
“YOU SLUT!” I cried out, hurling an arm in the direction of the figure that stood in my way. He stumbled back allowing me to step towards her. I never meant to curse at her, or direct the bad language at her. I couldn’t stop the harsh words from falling from my mouth. Every part of me loved her but hated her at the same time and I couldn’t control myself. What was happening to me.
“I am not a slut” Stubborn.
“So you dump someone you’ve known for years and crawl back to the person you claimed you had sex with as a drunken mistake and say you’re not a slut?” I cackled coldly.
“Well you’ve escaped dating a slut, you should be happy, you’re fans would be.”
“I loved you!”
“Calm down love, you don’t even know the meaning of love. And even if you did you sure didn’t act like it”
“I changed for you and you say I didn’t act like it?”
“You think you love me but you’re just fooling yourself. Forever has an end Michael.” By now Harry had regained his balance and was just stood gaping at my property. She was mine.
“I don’t believe this!”
“Well get used to it.”
“I won’t need to.”
“What you going to do? Send me back to Australia? I’m sure Rebecca would love you then.”
“You’ll regret it.”
“I regret everything but he’s worth the risk.”
“OH NO YOU ARE NOT USING HIM AGAINST ME”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP PLEASE I WAS TRYING TO SLEEP.” Someone screamed from the doorway.
