Wow, chapter forty already! I've loved writing this story and I hope you've loved reading it! This is the last chapter so I really hope you like it. <3
"Destiny?" Calum questioned, "Um.... You look....."
"Terrible!" Luke cried, "You look like you fell down one of those stupid hole things in Super Mario Broth...."
"Luke can you not be a dumb ass for five seconds." Michael spat, glancing back at Destiny who looked like she was trying hard not to cry, however an oblivious Luke just laughed.
"Five seconds, you said five seconds, and that's our bands name, get it?"
"Yes I get it you imbecile I named the band!" Michael practically shouted, causing Destiny to flinch.
"What happened?" Calum asked.
"Nothing," Destiny mumbled, pulling her sleeves down over her hands and hunching her shoulders, going into the universal awkward turtle mode.
"That doesn't look like nothing." Calum pressed, eyeing her black eye.
"Just leave it Calum." Michael warned, steering Destiny over to the couch, and gently pushing back on her shoulders so she sat, before starting for the door.
"Wait!" she cried, looking terrified, "Where are you going?!"
"To go beat the living shit out of Niall." Michael answered.
"Woah!" I cried, running to stand between him and the door, "I don't think so."
"Move Ashton." Michael snarled.
"I can't let you beat Niall up." I replied.
"Why?" Michael roared, "Don't tell me you're still with that little punk!"
"No!" I cried, "I'm not, but I also don't want to blow the biggest opportunity we've ever had by being kicked off the tour!"
"That!" Michael roared, pointing to Destiny, "Is his fault!"
My heart sinking, I faltered, "What do you mean that's his fault?"
Pulling at his hair, Michael bit his lip, looking like he was doing everything in his power not to punch me out and just walk over me, "I'm assuming you know Brad?" he spat.
"The junior that looks like a mix between Harry Styles and an adorable woodland creature?" Luke asked.
"That's the one." Michael grumbled.
"What about him?" I asked.
"He doesn't think you guys should be on tour with one direction." Destiny whispered, "He um.... He wants his band to open for them instead."
"So he... hit you?" Charlotte asked, looking horrified.
"No!" Destiny said quickly, "Well yes, I mean, he wanted to go on tour and Niall wanted to hurt you guys, so Niall said if he could get you all to quit, he'd let them open instead."
"That's horrible." Calum mumbled, sliding closer to her and draping an arm around her.
"That's um, not all." She sighed, "While you all were gone, Brad and I.... we um...."
"Spit it out Destiny." Michael snapped looking annoyed.
"We kind of dated." She admitted.
"What do you mean you kind of dated, either you dated or you didn't." Michael snapped.
"Oh, um, well, we did." She mumbled, "So his band mates, Tristan and Copper or, Colin, or Connor or something like that, they told him he should break up with me, and he said no, and so one night, we were at Tristan's house for a party and Brad went to the bathroom and so they.... Um.....these girls, I recognized some of them, but not others, like that one you used to date Mikey, Erin, she was there. They took me outside and beat me up, and the boys just watched."
