Fix You

XL.

Michael's POV

Today I'm nineteen years old and I still have no want to get out of bed. I came to my parents' house last night and spent time with my mum. I helped her around the house and I took her out for lunch while my dad worked. We had a really good day together and she was actually the first person I told about Alex and I.

-Previous Day-

"So mum, can I talk to you about something?" I say, placing my drink on the table. "Of course, honey, what's happening?" She says taking a bite of her salad. "So, Alex and I, we're - I asked her to be my girlfriend." She actually looks surprised and her facial expression makes me feel uneasy. "Michael, is that really the best idea?" She says wiping her mouth and I immediately regret telling her. "What are you trying to say?" I can't help but get defensive. "It's just, honey, it really messed her up when you left last time. She's just - she's a very sensitive girl." Before I can get a word in, she continues. "I mean, I understand if you have feelings for one another but I don't think acting on those feelings is such a great idea since you're gone all the time. I just think this time things could get worse." I'm trying not to flip out on my mum because deep down, I know she's right. But I don't care. I want to make this work with Alex, I really do. I can't even finish my food after having this conversation. "Yeah, I know what you mean," I say just to say something. "Ya know what? If you two want to be together then you be together. I'm happy for you, honey." I know she can tell how annoyed I am which explains why she just resulted in siding with us dating. "Thanks, mum."

I rub my eyes trying to wake up and I immediately see two balloons tied to my computer chair. My mum can be so cute sometimes. I roll over to check my phone and between the lads and fans, my phone is completely blown up. Times like this I feel really grateful for all that I have, even if I truly am kinda miserable. The time reads 10:10 and I already want to go back to sleep. I continue to read through my texts and there's not a single one from Alex. Whatever, maybe she isn't up yet.

I head downstairs to see both of my parents in the kitchen and my mum immediately runs up to me, kissing and hugging me. "Happy Birthday sweetie!" She says kissing my cheek and I'm still trying to wake up. "Happy Birthday son," my dad waves over to me and grabs me for a hug. I thank them both and sit at the kitchen table. "Oh, thanks for the balloons, mum. They were cute." I say, scrolling through my phone. "I'd love to take credit, but that was all your girlfriend," she says and I'm actually thrown off. But I love how she referred to Alex as  'my girlfriend.' "Wait, Alex stopped by?" I say, feeling a bit disappointed. "Yeah, on her way to uni. She came early and asked if she could leave those for you." Wow, she's really cute. This explains why she didn't text me. I hope she's free tonight to go out with me and the lads. "So, do you have any plans tonight?" My mum asks me and as usual, I can't stop thinking about Alex's cute gesture. "Yeah, the boys rented out this hotel club near Newcastle so we could all go out. So we'll all be there overnight. I probably won't drink though." My dad chuckles while reading the newspaper. "Just make sure you keep an eye on Alex if she tags along," my mom stops cooking to stare at my dad. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I say, throwing my phone down as my dad sips his coffee. "Whoa, whoa. I'm just saying son, with you guys dating now and you leaving in a few days, she'll probably try to drowned her problems. She could be on edge." I don't know why he's trying to make a joke out of Alex's emotional issues. "David-" my mom interrupts with her jaw wide open. "Fuck you," I say standing up from the table. "Michael, honey please." My mum tries to calm me down but I'm already fuming. "Watch it, son. Now I'm not the one leaving her like that so don't get upset with me," I clench my fists trying dangerously hard to calm down. "David, knock it off, now." My mom shouts and I storm out of ths kitchen. "Fuck this, I'm leaving." My mum tries to stop me but my feet won't stop. I need to just go. I head up to my room, grab a few records, my duffle bag, and Alex's balloons. "I'm really sorry honey, he didn't mean any of it," My mum whines stopping me by the front door. "I love you, mum." I kiss her cheek and head out to my car. I speed out of the driveway and blast my music as loud as possible. "I'm not the one leaving her like that so don't be upset with me,"

I'm so angry that I start to cry. It feels as if my dad just punched me in the chest. He honestly might as well have. Asking Alex to be my girlfriend was the worst decision I've ever made. All I've ever cared about is my own feelings. I feel so much closer to her this time around and this relationship is going to do nothing but destroy both of us. I pull into a nearby convenience store and start punching the steering wheel in my car. A slew of cuss words angrily spill from my mouth and I'm so fucking frustrated with myself. My dad's right. I'm ruining Alex's life. I do no good for her which is why she got depressed and almost died. All because of me. I wipe my eyes and go into the store to grab a package of beer. I didn't want to but I really fucking need it.

Calum's POV

I was just beating Luke's ass in FIFA when Michael came through the door. Me and the lads quickly bombard him with a group hug while yelling 'Happy Birthday.' "Thanks lads," he only half smiles and places a package of beer on the counter. "Mike, I thought you weren't drinking anymore?" I question noticing Michael's emotionless expression. "Are you kidding me? It's my birthday,  mate. I bought it for the hotel," He shrugs me off and I'm beginning to think something is wrong. I can just tell by the tone of his voice. Maybe not, but I start to wonder if everything is okay with him and Alex.

Alex's POV

I feel miserable about school and work taking me away from Michael on his birthday but I'm ready to get away for the night. I hope he's had a good day with his parents though. I texted Luke telling him that I'd meet up with them at the hotel as soon as my shift was done. I haven't gone out or even gotten dressed up in a long time. I put on my new lace bra and panties and I feel really pretty in them. I rummage through my closet and find a simple black dress to put on. I pack an overnight bag and start to curl my hair and apply more makeup than I usually would. I put on black pumps and tie a red flannel around my waist. I admire myself in the mirror and I actually look semi okay. I hope Michael appreciates my efforts.

After driving for an hour, I arrive to the club and head to the VIP section to find the boys. I see Luke standing with his brothers. I hug all three of them and Luke compliments my ensemble. "This all looks amazing. I bet he's pissed at you guys," I say and Luke laughs. I spot Michael standing with Calum and I run into his arms, hugging him tightly. "Happy Birthday babe," I say over the loud music and I feel him kiss my forehead. "Thanks babe, you look and smell amazing," he says and I hesitate to kiss him. He aggressively pulls at my waist, sloppily kissing my lips in front of everyone and all I can taste is beer. Maybe he told the boys about us, I'm not even sure but by Calum's shocked expression, I can tell that he hasn't. "God, you look so incredible," Michael repeatedly slurs and his eyes already look bloodshot. "Michael, is everything okay?" I say, looking into his eyes. "What? Yeah, it's all good, baby." I look over at Calum and pull him aside.

"I thought you said he wasn't drinking. How much has he had already?" Calum giggles a bit. "I reckon about three or four, and a few shots. It's his birthday. Don't worry he's fine." Calum laughs, quickly revealing to me that he's buzzed himself. "Don't tell me not to worry, Calum." He throws his hands up, backing away and I head back over to Michael. "Babe, are you sure everything is okay?" I have a gut feeling something happened and I can't seem to ignore it. "Yes, Alex. Stop worrying about me. Do you want me to get you a drink?" I'm infuriated that he just told me not to worry. Michael knows better than anyone that that's impossible. But I don't want to start a fight right here. And I know he's already drunk because he wouldn't even bother asking if I wanted a drink. I feel tempted to just have one but I can't. I need to look out for the boys, especially Michael. So I'll just sit here angry sipping water while Michael enjoys his birthday party.