Voodoo Doll

Chapter 73

Michael

She blearily looked up at me. "Michael." She rasped.

"Michael what?"

I suddenly felt bad, maybe she was trying to go to sleep.

"Uh, sorry. I just need to tell you something."

Her eyes finally focused on me. "What?"

"I...never mind."

"Mikey." She said warningly.

She pulled me to the ground with her.

"Spill it." She sassily said.

I smiled at little, but she was so serious it dropped from my face.

"It's stupid." I stuttered.

She raised an eyebrow, and scowled.

"I-I don't even know how to say it."

"Gosh Damn it Michael!"

I bit my lip as she stared at me.

"Fine." I said.

I took a deep breath before leaning forward and pressing my lips to hers.

Almost immediently, she kissed back.

I cupped my hands around her chin and mouth, and I felt her smile into the kiss.

Her arms were against my chest,

And I felt myself smile too.

***

Bell

I thought back to earlier that night.

When I was with Ashton.

"So you and Mikey..?" Ashton trailed off.

I sighed. "We aren't going out anymore."

"Oh." Ashton's voice was flat, but his face was slightly flushed.

"Why are you here?" I asked. "Not meaning to be rude or anything"

"I just needed a walk. And besides, McDonalds is pretty much were everyone goes these days."

I let out a small laugh. "Yeah."

"I'm sorry if you wan me to leave..." He started to get up, and I kept towards him.

I blushed as I sat down. "No! I mean... No...you can stay."

He smiled, and sat back down.

"How's the tour been?"

I'm trying to make conversation people, gosh.

"Great. Really amazing...the fans are so cool..."

We talk for About two hours, and we even talked about boys!

Until we got the text from Calum.

Cal:

Meet me at Starbucks in 10. It's Sam.

And we need to talk.

We left rig away, and as we drove in ash's car, it was silent.

"I had fun." He sighed.

"Me too." I smiled. "Let's do this again, yeah?"

I nodded, and ever so quickly he leaned over and kissed the corner of my mouth.

"Good." He said, putting his hand on top of mine.

****

Luke

I was done.

No I wasn't.

I liked to think I was done with Carson, but in reality, I could never get enough of here

Which is why as soon as I got back, I headed straight for Harry's room.

Knocking furiously on the door, and messy haired boy opened up, his green eyes unfocused.

He had probably been woken up.

"You dick!" I shouted.

"Oh no. Not this again!" He groaned.

"You bastard!" I screamed. "You ruined everything!"

"I just took my chance." He spat.

"So was I. Until you made a dick move and ruined it."

"Well, dipshit..." His accent made everything sound funny. Just like Carson's.

My heart ached as I thought of her.

Stop it.

"Well dipshit...that's not my fault she chose me over you." Harry repeated.

Harry had never acted this way.

So that's what made me pull back my fist, about to punch him,

Until the scream.