DM's || Michael Clifford (Completed)

13. Disaster.

Things are about to get a bit crazy. And after this chapter I'm going to be changing the POV's around so you'll get to know what's running through Michaels head and Ashton's etc.. You know, spice it up a little bit. I hope you enjoy this and it's not too dramatic. If you like it or if you don't like it then comment some feedback. Vote/comment xxx

You couldn't talk. You were absolutely speechless. What the hell is Michael thinking? Unless he really does want her to come on tour with you but you knew shit was going to kick off. She's going to try make your life a living hell just because Michael chose her.

"Michael, you said you broke up with her.." Calum stated, he was just as shocked as you were.

"Yeah well, plans change. Now I know what I really want, I intend to keep it." Michael snapped before making eye contact with you. You managed to keep your eyes locked on to his which was more that you thought you'd be able to do. He smirked at you and you looked away.

"What's the matter y/n?" Michael asked, you could hear the amusement.

"Don't be a prick, Michael." Ashton warned. You looked at Ashton and back to Michael.

"No Ashton, it's okay." You said as you stared at Michael. "If you never wanted me then all you had to do was say. You didn't have to go through all this just to make my life a misery. Like I said before, this is why I don't have friends."

Michael just turned around and walked out.

"She'll be here tomorrow, any problem you have you can take it up with her." He called out making you huff. The boys turned to you and looked at you sympathetically.

"Do you want to do something to take your mind off it?" Luke asked and you smiled.

"No, it's alright. Don't worry about me, let's get to work." You laughed. It was a fake laugh and a fake smile but how were they to know that? You could hide your emotions easily, but when it came to Michael? You just couldn't lie to him. You couldn't pretend to be fine when he had hurt you so bad.

You, Ashton, Calum and Luke worked all day on getting the drums, electric guitar and bass into your song. And when it got to about 6pm you decided you wanted some food. The boys agree'd to let you cook spaghetti. You walked into the kitchen and you saw Frankie asleep in his basket which made you smile. A genuine smile this time. You began to cook dinner for everyone and just as you were serving up someone walked into the kitchen. But it wasn't one of the boys.

"Uh, maid? Where is everyone?" An Australian woman asked. You looked up and smiled.

"Hi, I'm not their made, but the boys are upstairs in the game room." You told her and then you realised who she was. Michaels girlfriend. By the look on her face she knew who you were too. She raised her eyebrow as she looked you up and down. Her hand rested on her hip as she looked at you like a piece of shit. Maria was blonde with curves. She had big boobs that were on show. Her skirt was so short you could practically see her leopard print underwear. Why was she here early?

"So you're the British bitch that tried to steal my baby." She snapped.

"I didn't try to steal anyone actually." You defended, of course she'd believe that you tried to steal him off her. You did in a way but hey ho. You dished up the last plate before walking past Maria and to the bottom of the stairs.

"Boys! Dinner!" You shouted before walking back into the kitchen.

"How did it work out for you anyway?" Maria asked. You didn't even look at her.

"I didn't have any plans in the first place. Look, Maria. I don't want Michael." You told her. You lied. You heard Maria snort. Wow, attractive.

"Oh don't give me that. Everyone wants Michael." She laughed, you cringed as you moved the plates over to the table.