Jealousy

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Michael's P.O.V

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His arms were holding him close as he buried his face in his chest, making my preposterously envious thoughts bubble up to the front of my mind like hot water, clouding my brain as I forced my eyes back to the movie screen.

I heard little mummers come from them, and it was honestly making me physically sick as my stomach lurched. I wanted to punch Ashton in the face, but I also wanted to curl up into a ball and just wish him and Luke weren't together anymore.

Yes, Ashton and Luke are a couple.

It's been like this for a whole fucking month.

It hurt. Of course it did. Right after I say I liked him, and he said he liked me back, he suddenly gets a fucking boyfriend and pushes me to the background, only talking to me when him and Ashton aren't hanging out, or if he wants to do anther cover for his stupid Youtube channel.

I've always agreed, and I have also scolded myself for doing so because everytime he left for Ashton, it was like someone stabbed me in the gut. But I always miss him, so I always hang out with him every chance I get.

I've given up on trying to get his attention. I've given up on thinking weather he meant it when he said he liked me. And I've given up on wondering if he cares about me as a friend or more anymore.

How can a goddamn crush get me this... Hell- I dont even know this damn feeling.

"Michael?"

I looked over, seeing his blue eyes staring at me, "Yeah?"

"Can you pass the popcorn?"

I looked down at the bowl in my lap before picking it up and handing it to him. He gave a sweet smile- which made my own lips spread into one- as he said a quick thank you before turning his attention back onto the movie and munching on the buttery treat.

A while later, we agreed to have a small movie night. Dont get me wrong, I do still hang out with him, it's rare and Ashton is usually always with.

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