Love The Way You Lie - A Michael Clifford/ 5sos Fanfiction

Chapter 26 (Final)

A/N: Okay I realize that I have no excuse for not updating but I am really sorry. This is the final chapter but there is still an epilogue coming :*

-Victoria

Chapter 26

--Payton’s POV--

I couldn’t stop thinking about Michael’s wife. I never got a good look at her face, but I could tell she was gorgeous. I’m sure it had to do with the fact that she was with my Michael, but I couldn’t help but hate her.

The image of her flicking her long blonde hair over her shoulder as she leaned on Michael like a lost puppy burned into my brain. Why did that image urk me so badly?

Suddenly, I flashed back to the dreadful day at Michael’s apartment when I found him doing drugs.

Searing anger filled me at the memory but I could feel something missing. Why had this suddenly come to me when I was thinking about Michael’s wife?

I tried to focus and pick up certain details.

Smashed bottles on the floor, trails of white dust on the table, Vanessa flicking her long blonde hair over her shoulder as she stood in just her towel, the look in Michael’s eyes… Wait, hold up. Vanessa.... Long blonde hair…. Michael’s wife… It couldn’t be!

I smashed my fingers over the keys of my laptop, pulling up Vanessa’s facebook page.

I scrolled maniacally, searching for one tiny detail, and there it was.

Vanessa Dubett is now married to Michael Clifford

My heart shattered and my blood boiled. He didn’t.

It was bad enough that he was married, but to her?!  

My heart pounded in my ears and I could practically feel steam escaping from them. My only instinct was to go. Doesn’t matter where.

I jumped into my car, ready to head for the hills.

Three twists of the ignition and no start. I let my head hit the steering wheel.

“Fuck!” I growled. The burning desire to leave urged on so I headed on foot.

My feet brought me to Ashton’s door. No need for knocking, I walked right in.

I found him in the kitchen preparing a bowl of chips.

“It’s Vanessa.” I hissed, anger burned my tongue.

“Holy shit Payton, you scared the living shit out of me.” Ashton spoke, clutching his chest.

Guitars strummed from the basement, clearly band practice was in session.

“He’s married to Vanessa.” I repeated. Ashton gave me a look, then began to speak.

Michael rose from the stairs to our left. I whipped my head around and stared at him.

“Why is he here?” I demanded.

“About that..” Ashton started.

“I’m back in the band.” Michael said. “Now that you’re here, can I talk to you?”

“No!” I shot, anger still searing through me. I turned back to Ashton. “You let him back in the band?” I fumed. At that moment, Luke and Calum emerged from the stairs leading to the basement. “Woah, what’s going on?” Luke asked.