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- Tilly's point of view -

"He won't even tell me why he's being like this Michael, why should I?" I groaned, walking downstairs to the kitchen to grab something to eat, finding hardly anything in my cupboards but a box of pop tarts and placing them in the toaster.

"Tilly, he feels bad and knows it will ruin you both if he tells you"

"Well, he's kind of already ruined whatever we had"

"Is there anything he can do to make it up to you, please"

I put my phone down on to the counter and onto speaker phone as I took my pop tarts out and on to a plate. "Yeah, there is actually"

"There is?" He seemed shocked.

"Yeah, he can tell me what he did and move out of now my house" Smirking to myself.

"Tilly, no, you can't kick him out"

"My house"

"What if I ask him to talk to you?"

"Good luck with that"

"He still thinks he has a slight chance of getting you back though, it should work"

"Can you tell me?"

"Tell you what?"

"What he did"

"Don't think that's the best idea Tilly..."

"All I want to know is why he was being distant, and now why we broke up"

"Till-"

"I told him before he left we should just become friends because of long distant relationships, he said it would work out! What's the worst it could be"

"Can I-"

"I mean, he wouldn't cheat on me, I know Ashton, we still love each other Michael, I know we do"

"He just d-"

"There has to be a reasonable explinat-"

"HE CHEATED ON YOU OKAY?! HE SLEPT WITH SOME RANDOM GIRL WE BOUGHT ON TO THE TOUR BUS, ONE OF THEM WAS HIS EX GIRLFRIEND AND HE TRIED TO MAKE HER JEALOUS OK?"

Silence fell on both ends of the line, the few heavy breaths and trying to start words began.

"Oh my god, Tilly! I didn't mean to! What the fuck have I done?!"

I heard Michael groan over the other end and other murmers.

"Tilly? You there?" He sighed.

"Um, yeah"

"Hang on, the boys came back, I'll go outside."

I gulped and dropped my phone on the bed, a few tears falling on top of it.

"Yeah I'm off outside, because i'm on the phone, to Tilly, no, stop it Ashton" I could hear Michael talking to the others follower by a door slam. "Hey" He let out.

"Hi" I whimpered out, trying to wipe away the tears but they were coming out too fast.

"Don't cry Tilly" He paused. "Please"

I let out a small fake laugh, "I'm not".

"I am such a idiot" Michael gasped in anger.

"It's not your fault I obviously wasn't good enough, being second best is a main part in my life, we always mentioned being close as strangers you know"

"You are never second best to us Tils, you know all of us love you"

I sighed, "I am to Ashton though, hey do me a favour please"

"Yeah sure, I'll do anything"

"Anything?" I perked up.

"Within reason, but sure" Hearing him sit down.

"Invite me on tour"

"Oh, um, I mean I guess I could? But Ashton"

"Fuck it, forget Ashton, we can have some fun enjoy ourselves"

"If you are so sure?"

"I'm positive Michael"

"Well I guess I'll see you very soon Tilly"

this was terrible, short and long overdue

i'm sorry

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