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michael found lauren a block away, pacing back and forth. they eventually went back to michael's, both of them not speaking a word. lauren wanted to yell at michael so much, but she held herself back. "michael," she intertwined their fingers as they laid on the bed.

"lauren." michael looks directly into her eyes, waiting for her to speak. she smiles, and moves closer to him, just wanting to lay like that forever. "we can't avoid this, your gram told me to try and get you there."

"but you can't."

"i know i can't, but im going. its hypocritical of me, but you needs your family."

"i don't need them, I need yo-"

his bedroom door opens, the girl gasping. "michael, who is this?"

"lindsay?" michael's eyes widen, knowing he's in deep shit down. lauren unravels herself from him, a foreign feeling coming to her, like it did michael when he saw lauren face sucking some guy. "why the hell are you here?"

"it's linda." she glares.

"what's happening?" lauren asks.

"michael is mine. we had sex like last week wasn't it?" linda sasses, lauren's heart pounding. she stands up, michael calling after her. she runs out of the house, running into calum. "wait, where are you going?"

"im not yours." michael pushes linda off of him. "i never was, i don't even fucking like you that way. you're like fifty and I'm only nineteen."

when he gets downstairs, calum has a hard look on his face. "i should punch the shit out of you, michael! you like her, a lot, and this is what you do? are you fucking serious?"

"mind your fucking business, calum."

a/n

short update bc I should be in school but instead i have an appointment and I'm sick af

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