4- The truth

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"What the fuck happened between you too when your were here?" He said calmly.

"Well, I didn't even know you or Calum when I was here, only Luke and Ashton." I started.

"Luke and I, dated. For two whole years, Michael." I said to him. His eyes widened. He went to say something but I didn't let him.

"He never spoke of the band he was in, never. But, he was my everything and I loved him. But then I had to move from here with my mom. She got a boyfriend. Who turned her into a drunk, abusive bitch, might I add. They would both beat me, for no reason. My dad cheated on my mom, with yours; as we said beforehand.

My mom dragged me with her to the uk when I was 15, when Luke and I dated. I know what your thinking, you were 15, it wasn't love. Well for Luke and I, it was. And I wish I could get back with him, he was my light, he pulled me away from the dark." I admitted.

"Then why don't you?" He asked me. "Because I have a boyfriend Michael. He makes me happy." I said to him. Harry was the cutest boy I've ever met.

"Oh goody! What's his name?" A third voice said. My head snapped to the doorway, where Luke was stood with his hands in his pockets. "Michael, can I talk to Kayleigh for a minuet?" Luke asked sternly.

"But we just talked!" I exclaimed. "Yeah well, I wasn't finished." He said. I was about to protest but I shut up.

"I'm going.." Michael huffed, getting up and walking out the room, shutting the door behind him.

"I see you've moved on quickly." He said while sitting in the seat that Michael was sat in. I didn't say anything. Luke was never like this. "When you left me, it was depressing. I didn't come out for at least three months. There hasn't been another one, since you." He admitted. I was shocked. I thought Luke would move on quicker than I did!

"Why are you even here?" He asked, ouch. "What? Why are you talking to me like that?" I said, in a whisper. "Because this isn't making sense! You leave for a year and then just come back all of a sudden! Why did you come back here?" He shouted me.

"You don't know what he did to me.." I choked out. Tears of anger and pain were now brimming in my eyes.

His face falls. "What?! Who?!" He asked, panic written over his face. I just stared at him. His sudden mood changes have struck me. "Kayleigh.." He said.

"Why should I tell you?" I spat.

"Because I'm your boy- was. I was your boyfriend." He corrected himself.

"Now, tell me who hurt you." He said slowly. "My step father..." I blurted out. "He turned my own mother on me. They both abused me, starved me, made me clean and I was nearly raped. That's why I'm back here." I spat. I wasn't doing this, his face just brings back so many memories and I can't handle them.

His facial expression was unreadable. He just sat there, staring at the wall in front of me. "Why?" He asked, his voice cracking.

"Why?! I don't fucking know, do I?! God Luke, what kind question is that even?!" I shouted quickly.

"Why. Did they do it to a person like you." He said, his eyes were glossy. I have only ever seen Luke cry once before, that's when we last saw each other at the air port.

"So. What did you want to ask?" I asked him, getting impatient. "I... wanted to know what your boyfriends name was.." He said quietly, guilt laced in his voice. "Harry. His name is Harry Styles." I said bluntly. His head shot up. "As in Harry from one direction?" He asked me. "Yes it's-" I was cut off. "That little fuck!" He shouted. I gave him a confused look. "I told him I was going to go look for you, and get you back. He knew about us Kayleigh. He just wants to play you." He said quickly. Harry and I have been dating three months now, not a lot but you know.

"He's not like that! How dare you say that about him!" I said, my voice loud. "Are you jealous Luke?! Are you jealous that were over and you cant let go?!" I shouted. I quickly out my hands over my mouth, realising what I just said.

"I.. nearly killed myself... over you.." he said. His voice was low and husky. "I'm sorry Luke I didn't mean to say that I-"
"No. Your right. I mean, why else would I travel half the world to find the person I loved." He said.

He looked for me.

"You, looked for me?" I said. "Of corse I did! You were my light Kayleigh. I have never loved a girl- scratch that, I never loved anyone, or anything more than I love you. Why can't you see that?" He said, his voice still low.

I wanted to go up to him and kiss his perfect lips. But I couldn't. It took me a whole year to get over Luke "Harry and I aren't anything as close as what he had. Just to clarify." I told him truthfully. It want serious, but it wasn't that bad.

"Then break up with the dick then!" He shouted, slamming his hand on the table, making me jump. "What?! He's not a dick! He treats me right." I shouted. Luke scoffed. "Oh please, he couldn't treat you like I could." He said.

"What makes you so sure of that? I haven't seen you in a year!" I shouted.

"Exactly! I can't handle you being here Kayleigh. Your face brings back to many memories." He muttered.
My heart sank at his words.

"So I think you should leave..." He said.

What. The. Fuck.

"What?!" I screamed for the 59th time today. "You can't tell me to leave Luke! I live in this fucking house, Michael is my fucking brother! I -" I got cut off again.

"Would you shut the fuck up?!" He screamed, trapping me in the corner of the kitchen sides. "I don't care..." He breathed out.

"What you have to say! He finished, but shouting.

"Do you want to get the fuck off my sister?!" Michael shouted, pulling Luke away from me. I breathed out. What the fuck has gotten in to him?

"What is your problem Luke?-" he shouted, but got cut off. Luke collided his fist with michael a jaw. "Luke!!" I screamed.

Calum and Ashton rushed in, Calum took Luke out somewhere, I think to his. Ashton stayed here with Michael and I. "What the fuck just happened?.." I said to myself as I ran upstairs. I needed sleep right now.

I heard footsteps following me.

I turned to see Ashton.

"Er, I thought you could use some company." He said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Well, I'm really tired. But you can sleep in my bed if you want?" I offered.

"Okay." He smiled.

We got into bed and Ashton soon put his arms around my waist and I settled into a sleep....

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