I Won't Give Up ~ Michael Clifford

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Michael;

After Bree had taken off with Ashton, I realized what a dick I was being so I had went back inside to tell Tanya that I couldn't continue this "date" or whatever you want to call it. After that, I walked around and window shopped for a bit until I came across a store that had the cutest baby clothes ever so of course, I went inside and bought almost everything.

After that, I caught a cab to get smoothies for Declan, Bree and I then went to the hotel where I could hopefully beg for forgiveness and she will allow it.

Man, I really fucked up again. I'm so stupid, why did I have to do that! I probably lost any other last chances I had with Bree, but that waitress,  God damn- no, stop it Michael! You have Bree and the kids to think about, you're family.

I paid the driver and got out, bags in one hand and tray of smoothies in the other. The doorman opens the door for me and I thank him, going to the elevator and pressing the floor number. I wait patiently until it stops, dinging before the doors open; I walk out and down the halls until I get to the last corner and I stop in my tracks, hearing someone talking.

I listen closely and it sounds like Luke, he's talking about feelings and how he could treat this girl better; I turn the corner and Bree's standing there with her arms around his neck, his hands on her waist as they make out.

"What the fuck." I say, hurt and very angry, they jump away from each other and when Luke sees me, his blue eyes are wide but then a tiny smirk appears on his face.

"Michael, I-I" Bree stutters out and tries to come close to me but I shake my head, "Michael please!"

"Save it, I don't want to hear it." I snap, on the verge of tears, "Here..."

I place the smoothies on the ground, along with the bags of baby clothes; onsies, shirts, pants, PJ's, jumpers, shoes, slippers, hats/toques, mittens and socks. I take one more look at her, tears in my eyes and turn, leaving the scene.

I get back onto the elevator, putting my airpods on and put my music on shuffle. I get out and go out onto the streets, not caring about where I'm going.

Bree;

Why am I feeling so disappointed in myself? Oh yeah because I had not only kissed Luke but Ashton too, and he was first until I chased Luke.

Michael just left with tears in his eyes, I look at Luke before going over to the four bags and the tray of smoothies. I look into the bags to see what it was and a gasp escapes my lips, he bought a ton of baby clothes!

"I-I'm sorry, I-I need to go..." I stutter out, leaving Luke standing in the hallway while I walked fast to the room Ash is in.

I was full of guilt, sadness, confusion, but mostly guilt. I felt like crying but I felt like screaming, I felt like staying but I also felt like running away and hiding forever. I let out a long deep and shaky sigh, leaning back into the wall beside Ash's door, collecting my thoughts before knocking three times.

Ashton opens the door, standing there with a hurt expression written all over his face. He stands back and let's me in, he closes the door as I walk over and sit on the bed, it's silent and it's an awkward atmosphere.

"So..." Ashton clears his throat, "Can we talk about what had happened?"

"Uh, yeah... Sure." I say, fidgeting with my hands.

"I shouldn't have done that, you were in a vulnerable state and I took advantage of that. You're my best friend and I really hope things won't be, like, weird as fuck between us. I'm sorry." Ashton says, pushing his hands into the pockets of his joggers.