Michaels POV
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We were on the plane and were about to set off to scatter Joes ashes. Chloe was sat next to me holding the urn containing them and she looked like she wanted to smash the urn and throw the pieces at Bryce. Cal was sat on the other side of me by the window and kept giving me and Chloe nervous glances. I had tight hold of Chloe's hand just in case.
"Mike, just hold this a sec. I really need to piss," Chloe gives me a kiss on the cheek, hands me the urn and jogs down the plane to the bathroom.
"Hey, you know what I realised?" Cal nudges my arm.
"What?"
"When you and Chloe started going out again, did anyone actually say 'Will you be my girlfriend?',"
I thought for a moment. Calum had a point. Nothing was said.
"Yeah, Mike. I'll help you make a big thing for her," Sally smiles.
I look down at the urn and a smile begins to take over my lips.
"Yeah. Sounds good," I nod, taking a handful of popcorn that the flight attendant hand given me and stuff my mouth with it.
"Back," Chloe raises her eyebrows at me and flops on her seat, taking the urn from me.
"How ya feelin?" I ask, kissing the top of her head.
"Tired, scared but Im glad you guys are with me," she leans against me and I snake my arm around her hip.
The plane arrives and we go through the security. Before long, we are at Chloe's foster house.
"Trouble!" A man says.
"Hey Daryl," Chloe leans against the man.
Daryl? Thats my dads name.
"Who are these guys and why is he a punk?" He scowls at me.
"That punk, is Michael and he loves me more than you ever did," Chloe fires back.
"Only got you coz he loved you at first sight," Daryl points to the urn, "what a way to repay him. Hes dead and its your fault, Trouble."
"Her name is Chloe," I snap, "and it is not her fault."
"Daryl? Oh my god Chloe!" Joan runs and gives her a hug.
"It is my fault Mikey," Chloe sighs into Joan.
"Daryl what have you been saying to her? Maybe you didn't love her, but me and Joe did. Joe and Chloe were as if they were joined at the hip. Never left each other. Always stuck up for each other. Its not Chloes fault, how could you say that?" Joan lets go of Chloe who sort of hides behind me, "Michael is a great kid. Joe was close to him as well. Ash Luke Cal Heather and Sally are Chloes friends and you have to respect that. But Chloe, we all need to talk."
"Oh yeah ok," Chloe gives me a hug before leading me into her lounge.
"There has been war going on in Britain. Australia is getting involved too. But our area in particular is being invaded. Girls, you need to get out of here," Joan says.
"How? What about Joe?" I ask.
"Boys you will do that,"
"But hes my best friend. I want to say goodbye," Chloe looks terrified.
"Girls, Daryl will lead you where you need to go," Joan speaks again. I could of sworn we were listening to a wise old man.
"But Daryl freaking hates me. He will lead us in the wrong direction," Chloe points out.
