The next week flew by. And before I knew it, it was the last day of the summer holidays.
Cal came up to me with his warm smile and hugged me.
"Can I talk to you?" he looked really cautious.
"Sure. What's up?" I mocked his look.
"Its Michael. Before he met you, he was obsessed with this other girl. Now, I'm not saying this is definitely going to happen but its a warning. Now this girl thinks she's the queen's private angel. She is so vain and a right snob. You kind of distracted Mikey and when he goes back, the obsession could start again. And even if he tries to ignore her, she'll make him want her. They flirted all through college and I don't want you hurt and I'm on your side Chloe. I want you and Michael together, your a good match. Her name is Kiera Diavlo and she will get her own way if your not careful. He will deny your relationship," Cal's eyes began to water. My heart sunk.
"Thanks for the warning Cal, I'll be careful. Please, I really want you to be here for me if this happens. Please,"
"Of course I will. So will Ash, Luke, Sal and Heather. But your brother will go berserk though,"
"Yeah, oh my god I'm fucked," I croaked, the thought of Michael kissing another girl made me want to hit something.
It was the first day of school and Michael, who now had black hair with a blue fringe, was loyally by my side. He had his arm around me and kept kissing me. I savoured what could be my last moments as his girl.
"Hello, Michael," I heard a really flirty voice. I turned around and saw a girl with long blonde hair swept up into a pony tail. She was wearing designer clothes and looked just as flawless as I remember Cal saying.
"Kiera!" he chirped, hugging her.
"Nice hair," she smiled.
I looked at my lucky My Chemical Romance hoody and my ripped black jeans. My trusty black converse were secure on my feet. My brown hair was in a fish tailed side tail and my emo fringe was straight over one eye.
"You look stunning," he gave her a goofy smile. I felt myself wretch.
"You ok?" Cal looked at me.
I nodded and hugged him. My eyeliner that was coating my eyes smudged against his white blink-182 top.
"Sorry," I whispered.
"Its fine. What is Michael doing?" Cal shook his head.
"I want Joe," I whined, looking for my brother who was no where to be seen. The bell rung for my first lesson in english.
"Good luck," Cal gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked off with Luke. Michael walked away with Kiera, forgetting all about me. Trying not to cry, I trudged to my english class. I opened the door and the first face I saw was Gerard's.
"Hi Chloe," Gerard gave me a cheery smile.
"Hey Gerard," I said perching next to him.
I hung with Gerard all day until it was time to go back to the apartment.
As I opened the door, Joe was necking some random girl. My chest tightened and I burst into tears. I shoved my bedroom door open an flopped on my bed, curling into a ball. My phone rang.
"Hello? Who is it?"
"Its me,"
Michael.
"Ugh what?" I spat.
"Whats up with you?"
"Whats up? Whats up?" I burst out laughing, "you are so oblivious,"
"Huh?"
"You with Keira. You fucking kissed her. Ahaha, stupid boy," I laughed, wiping a tear away.
"No, she kissed me. Chloe,"
"Yeah, right. Thats what happened, when you were smiling and had your arms around her. Michael, you ditched me within five seconds of us being there,"
"Chloe! You distracted me. I really like you. Not Kiera,"
"Hahhahahahahahahahaha! You think I'm that stupid. Oo, ecky peck. Ah, Dorris, you do crack me up," I giggled.
"If what we had was real how could you be fine? Coz I'm not fine at all. Im so sorry,"
"I'm not okay, I'm not fine. But I'm not crying over a pathetic gimp," I sighed.
"Please, I swear tomorrow that I'll tell them. I'm sorry," I could hear him beg.
"Ugh. Fine. But if you don't, good luck trying to get me back," I hang up and put I'm Not Okay by MCR on.
"C? Are you ok?" I heard Cal's voice.
"Listen to the song, Hood," I sighed as he came in.
"Aw, what's he said?"
I explained to him everything that happened, about Gerard and Joe and Michael. Cal lifted my quilt up and got in with me, his arms around me. He kept kissing my hair and playing with my hair. It wasn't long before I was asleep.
Michael's POV
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*flashback*
Kiera gave me a really sexy grin. God, I've missed her. Chloe distracted me from her and I guess I love her. But Keira was just gorgeous. She lent forward and her lips met mine. Her lips were sweet and tasted of apple. But they weren't like Chloe's. I pulled away and noticed a stunned Chloe stood with a disgusted Gerard. Gerard gives her a hug. Crap what have I done?
*end of flashback*
"I messed up, didn't I?" I whined at Sally, who was giving me the silent treatment.
"You ditched her for that slutbag. Unbelievable!" she shook her head.
"Michael, Chloe had only just regained her trust after Nathan, she doesn't need you screwing her life up you shit," Heather poured a jug of milk over my head. I squirmed and pushed her away.
"Where's Cal?" I whined, ringing out my top.
"With Chloe," Ash spat, glaring at me.
"If he even-"
"Shut up. Shut up. Shutty up up up! You shit head, now you bother. What do you think she felt when she saw with you with Kiera? Probably what your feeling now," Luke hit me with his fist. It lands in my chest.
"I'm going over there," I shove him out of the way.
I run to Chloe's place and knock fiercly on the door.
"What-oh. You," I see Chloe glare at me. I go for her. My lips crash against her. She surprisingly kisses back. Her arms tight around my neck. I pull away and she strokes my face, before pulling it away and slapping me across the face. I hold my cheek and wince. Cal is behind her, Joe too.
"C, I am so sorry," A tear rolls down my cheek.
"Yeah me too. I'm sorry that I distracted you," she glares at me.
"No, I want you. Please I love you,"
"I love you too," she sighs, falling against me. I wrap my arms around her and hold her as close to me as I could. I refused to let her go until she squeaked,
"I can't breathe Michelangelo,"
"Sorry," I loosen my grip and kiss the top of her head. I see a grin appear on her face. She's back.
Later, we were in her room, necking. She was holding me tight as I licked her neck, my lips raveshing her skin.
I had my baby back.
And I wasn't about to loose her again.
