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what if u play english love affair idk

As we go inside the bar, the guard looked at me.

"Are you eighteen?" He asks, raising his eyebrow. I didn't say anything.

Michael noticed me and said, "Yeah she's eighteen. Today's her birthday." He dragged me to the counter, leaving the rest of them at the other side.

I drank the bottle of wine. I didn't care if Ashton starts fucking with a random girl, or Luke in the bathroom doing things with someone.

+

"You're drunk" Michael says.

"I want more." I replyed, ordering another bottle.

Michael winks at me. "Really? Let's get out of here."

"But why?" I whined. I scanned the place. They aren't there anymore but only Calum.

"Calum!" I yelled. Calum looks around until he notices me. He walk towards our place.

"Have you seen Mia?" He asks, scratching his hair. "I've been looking for her since we went here."

Michael looks around. "Oh well, remember Ricky Dillion, the guy you hate?"

Calum nodds.

"She's there" Michael points at the corner. "With Ricky." He disappeared.

"Let's go," I said. "We might get in trouble with that guy."

+

Now we're at the backseat.

"What should we do?" I asked, playing the radio music inside the van. They were playing a The Neighbourhood song, Staying Up.

"Turn the music louder." Michael instructed. "So no one will hear us."

"What do you mean?" I asked while turning up the volume. I looked at him, confused.

"Again, like last night?" He smirks. "But leave me bitemarks and scratches, okay?"

So we did it fastly. We let out our emotions, but never asked why we did this.

+

Ashton caught us, so did Calum and Luke. I didn't expected this thing to happen. They saw Michael, shirtless, and on top of me. The bitemarks on my collarbones, The scratches at his back.

Michael rushed and put on his shirt. Ashton clenched his fist, but before he could punch Michael, Calum stopped him.

"Ashton, Nothing's gonna happen if you punched him." Calum said calmly. "Just... drive back home and we'll discuss."

"What the hell, Calum?!" Ashton protested. "Get the fuck out of here! Just fuck your girlfriends, jesus christ." Then the two of them walked away.

"Ashton, let me ex-" I said. I could see Michael being nervous.

"Explain what?" Ashton interrupts. "You fucked Michael! Wow, doesn't mean he's more attractive than me, you can fuck him whenver you want!"

"the fuck, ashton" Michael muttered. He , Michael, wrapped his arms around my shoulders. Ashton looked at me.

"That's it." He sighs. "We're done."

"Fine then!" I yelled as Ashton walked away. "Fuck all those girls on your phone, You son of a bitch!"

3 am

It was my fault. Calum drove me home. Michael walked alone to his house.

"I'm really sorry." Calum says. He hugs me, like a friendly hug.

"I-it's okay." I said. I dried my tears and said, "Where's Mia by the way?"

"Oh nah," He rolls his eyes. "With Ricky. I broke up with her there and she doesn't care, neither do I."

"Sorry," I said. "I shouldn't asked that."

"I don't care about that." He laughs. "And yeah, go home by now"

"Oh okay" I smiled as I went to my room through the window. "G'night!"

"Goodnight!" He waves. Calum throws the car keys to my room and walked away.

I didn't sleep. I cried the whole night.

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so basically they went to a bar and idk what happened between calum, ricky, and mia. and then this mofo aka michael fucked eleanor then they were caught and broke up (hah best summarization ever)

And yea ricky dillion from o2l, yes, he is. i wanna add him bc why the fuck not. and aw fuck buddies alert, hart hart

peace out

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