The Runaway - N.H.

[41] Is that me?

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"You can stay here tonight." Sophia says and puts a hand on my shoulder. She is a very pretty girl, they all are and it brings my self esteem down so much.

I shake my head. "No, thank you so much though. All of you. I just can't risk seeing any of them again." I say quietly. They nod and I'm so grateful that they are here. "I'm going to go. Don't... I'm not going to come back. So this is goodbye I guess." I say and stand up.

Perrie stands up and gives me a big hug. God I wish I had the courage to ask her for a photo. Eleanor and Sophia hug me too and we each say goodbye.

"Here's your phone." Perrie says and grabs it off the seat. "What's the time?" She mumbles to herself and clicks the home screen.

"No!" I yell but she's already seen it. A smile grows on her face.

"Is that... is that me?" She asks and points the screen at me. I cover my face with my hands.

"No?" I say hoping she won't tease me.

"You like Little Mix?" She asks and I nod with my face still covered.

"You're um... you're my favourite." I tell her, why did I tell her? That's weird.

"Really?" She asks surprised.

"Yeah, you're my idol..." STOP TALKING BRAEDEN.

"I am?" She's astounded. "Let's get a photo." She says excitedly and Eleanor grabs my phone. "Smile!" She tells me and puts on her million dollar smile. I hear several clicks from the phone before Eleanor hands it back to her.

"I love them!" She says and I do too, I look decent and she looks stunning. "Can I send these to myself on twitter?" She asks. "Wait I have to follow you."

"You do." I blurt out.

"Oh, cool that's easy." She says. I spammed her for three days to get her to follow me. Best decision of my life. She sends the photos to herself and smiles. "Talk soon, okay?" She asks and hugs me again. I smile and hug the other two again before walking out.

I'm excited about getting a photo with Perrie for about half a second when Michael walks down the hall, looking distressed. He hasn't seen me yet and he starts to hit the wall with his palms.

"It's my fault." He mumbles to himself. "You did this." He says louder and slams the wall again.

"Mikey! Come on, let's go." I hear Ashton's voice and I quickly slip around the corner before he comes.

"No." Michael barks at him.

"Mikey, it's not your fault." I hear Ashton tell him.

"Yes it is! It's my fault and now she hates me. She was the best thing that happened to the four of us and it's my fault she's gone." He says before mumbling "it's my fault."

I walk to the elevators and quickly press the button. Thank god it opens quickly and I step inside. A tear slips down my face before more and more start to fall.

"You stupid bitch." I say to my reflection in the mirror.

{ Sorry it's so short, I'm tired and sick :( }