Michael's POV.
It had been days, maybe even weeks since last time I talked to Hannah.. I'll admit I missed talking to her, seeing her smile.. I shook it off, grabbing the container of Nutella. I smeared in on my toast. I turned, and headed towards the living room, where I had a game of COD set up. I glanced over, seeing something move. No. Not again. There at the end of the hallway was Luke, and a girl. But it wasn't Hannah. That's it Michael. You need to grow a pair, and tell her. Luke would probably be out tonight. Doing whatever he does, with whom ever he does. I sat on the couch, grabbing my controller. Now to think about what I was going to say to her...
Hannah's POV.
I walked into my house, pulling off my coat. I was so bored today. Luke said he had things to do so that was out of the question, and Katrina was off doing something. Then Macy was off for a family vacation. I miss her!! I hung my coat up, and walked into the kitchen, getting a cup of coke. I journeyed out to the living room, and sat on the couch. Turning on the TV I watched It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia. Loved this show!! I sighed, sipping my drink.
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My haed flew up, my eyes opening. Did I fall asleep? My phone vibrated on the stand. I clicked teh green button and put it to my ear. "Hello?" "Hey, um, it's Michael..." "Oh hey." I said, pulling a blanket over me. "Um.. So I was wondering.. Can we talk?" He asked. "Um, yeah sure. What's up?" "No I meant like face to face.. It something that I shouldn't say over the phone. "Okay. I'll be over in a half an hour." I said then hung up. I pulled my coat back on, and fixed my makeup and hair. Then left. I drove over to their flat. I go out hurrying to the door, hoping there weren't any popparatzi today. I knocked on the door and it swung open. "Hey." He said. "Hey.. You wanted to talk?" He nodded sadness covering his face. I furrowed my brows as I walked in. What happened? I sat on the couch. "Okay.. I um.. I don't know how to say this.." He started off. "Say what Michael." He looked at me worried. "Come on. It's okay." I encouraged. "That's just it.. It's not okay.. What he did.." "What who did Michael? What's going on?!" "Luke.. He cheated on you with Katrina.." He said. I looked at him, confused. "W-what? He wouldn't do that.." I said. He sighed, "Why do you think he's been distant? Why you don't see him much? He hasn't been going to the studio that often. And today.. I saw him and her.. They were.." He trailed off. Tears already spilt, and were flowing down my cheeks. "How could they?" I whispered. I felt Michael's strong embrace holding me. I cried into his chest, my eyeliner and mascara probably getting all over his shirt. "I'm so sorry, Hannah." He said. I shook my head, "I think I was even falling for him.." I said, tears pouring down faster.
Michael's POV.
That hurt. She was falling for him.. "It'll be okay, hey, I'm here for you." She shook her head. "No, I can't trust anyone.. I should've figured that out a while ago." What? She raced away, and out the door. Speeding down the road. I sighed, the good thing was, she knew. I heard the door open. "Was that Hannah?" I heard the familiar voice. "I told her." I whispered. "What?" "I told her. About you and Katrina." "What the hell man?!" Luke snapped. I glared at him, "She deserved to know! You can't go stringing her along like that!" "This is just fucking great!" Luke snapped, and vanished down the hall. I closed my eyes. "What you did. It was the right thing." I heard Ashton say. I looked up to find him and Calum standing over me. Calum looked angry, "Why would he do that to her?!" He asked. I shrugged, "I honestly have no idea.." He ran his hand through his hair. "I hope she's gonna be okay.."
Hannah's POV.
I raced down the road, the tears still slightly blurring my vision. My life has been an ultimate hell hole. I pulled into the store, walking in. I grabbed a pack of beer, and quickly paid. I hurried out, and drove i finally found a clearing and pulled over. I grabbed the alcohol, and walked over to it. Sitting on a log, I opened the first one. Fuck guys.I drank it all. Fuck trust. And I opened another one. Downing that, I looked around for a moment. I had plenty light here, so no need to worry about darkness. I opened the third one, Fuck relationships. I felt the liquid slide down my throat. I stood up, stumbling a bit. It had gotten colder now. I headed towards my car, opening it and getting in. I sat the beer in the passenger seat, and turned on the heat. I blared the music, and closed my eyes. Sipping my drink.
I remember the day you told me you were leaving
I remember the make-up running down your face
And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them,
Like every single wish we ever made
I wish I could wake up with Amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you,
and the memories I never can escape.
Cause I'm not fine at all..
The song went on and on. Bringing tears to my eyes. It was them, I knew it. The boy I just my heart broken by. I was falling for him.. He made me happy, he made me smile. But now its all gone. It all vanished, with one simple sentence.. I should have realized by now, you can trust anyone. Not even the one's you love. Not even the one's you care about. Life's cruel. The worlds cruel. No one should have to live through it. I finished up my drink, reaching for the next one. Fuck being the perfect girl everyone thought I was. I chugged it. Moving onto the next one. And the next one. Finally the alcohol started to make my stomach turn. I opened my door, and puked. I wiped my mouth, and laid my seat back. Fuck everything.~~
I woke my head pounding. I rubbed my eyes, and looked around. Where was I? Then last night flooded back to me. "He cheated on you." The alcohol, the clearing.. Everything. I squinted my eyes, as the sun shown through my windows. I grabbed my sunglasses, placing them on my face. I started up my car, and drove away. Reaching the dollar store, I killed the engine, and got out. Still stumbling. I walked back to the hair dye, looking at all the options. I decide to just go with dark brown. Who cares? I purchased it, and then went home. Ignoring my mum ask where I had been. I went into the bathroom, locking the door. I followed the directions, and soon enough my hair was dark brown, almost black. I quickly dried it. God, did I look like a mess! My eyes were bloodshot. My face paled. I looked like I just rolled out of a trash can. I picked up my mess, and went back downstairs. "What did you do to you hair?!" My mum asked. I shrugged, walking past her. I ran into Dannie. "I heard about..." She trailed off. Looking at me concerned. "I'm not a fucking lost puppy, so don't look at me like that." I snapped. I walked out of the house, and to my car. I went to the place my old friends use to go to. Luckily they were there. "Hannah!" Kayden said, wrapping me in a hug. "Hi." I said patting his back. He dragged me off, making me sit next to him. They pasted around a joint, people taking hits off it. They were like hippies. But really cool. They didn't wear all those colors. Those weird beaded headband things. It soon got to me, and I took a hit. Then passed it on. I felt it immediately start to effect me. "So, tell me baby girl. What have you been up to?" Kayden asked. I shrugged, "Stuff.." He smiled, "Come take a walk with me?" I nodded, and we both got up. "Want one?" He asked, pulling out his cigarettes. I took one, and we continued walking. "What's wrong?" He asked. I shrugged, "Everything.. Life just sucks.." "I heard you won an award on the TCAs or whatever." He said. I nodded, "Yep, for the youtube channel." He smiled. Kayden and i use to be best friends. He use to be in my videos, we would fool around, were way too loud. But it was fun. "I'm proud of you." He said. "Thanks." I finished my cigarette, letting it fall to the ground, then stepping on it. "There's this party tonight if you wanna go." He said. I nodded, "Sure.. I could use a bit of excitement right about now." He wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "Well, if you wanna talk about what happened just let me know. You know where to find me." I nodded, "Thanks Kayden." He nodded.
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FanBoy {M.C FanFic}
Hayran KurguWhat happens when Michael's idol, maybe his new celebrity crush, gets stolen from him. Right out from under him. Can he get her back? Or will it be an untold story?