groupie - michael clifford u.s.

• eleven •

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There's no way in hell that I slept with Luke.

"What?!" I literally jumped out of my chair, making a little bit of the coffee in my cup spill. "You didn't do anything about it?!" I looked at Luke who was running his fingers through his hair furiously.

"I didn't know until I woke up this morning in your bed!" He defended, "I was just as drunk as you so don't think I did this intentionally" he argued, shaking his head. I sighed in frustration.

"Who all knows?" I almost whispered, my eyes fixed on the center of the table.

"Just us." Lucy laced her fingers with mine, trying to comfort me.

"Please don't mention this to Michael." Luke asked me

"What the hell, of course not." I said reassuring him.

"Me and calum are gonna go, you guys can talk about this..." Lucy trailed off taking calums hand. They both got up and walked into her room.

It was silence for awhile. And not a comfortable one. How could it be? I mean we had sex...

"Listen, I would've never done that purposely. Especially since Michael likes you so muc-" I stopped him there.

"Michael what?"

"Well used to. He doesn't talk about you as much." He trailed off. Ha there goes my heart.

"But like I was saying. I'm sorry. I don't remember much." He shrugged.

"Same. Who else were you with?" I asked, just trying to get a little more juice out of last night.

"Michael. Ashton and calum stayed back at the place."

"Michael was there?"

"Yeah. But he left earlier with some chick I think." He informed me, taking a drink of the coffee in front of him.

My heart. Again.

"Oh." I said, looking around the room, seeing if anyone was around.

"Let's not mention this to Michael? I don't-"

"Don't mention what to me?" Michael walked into the room.

"How did you get in here?" I asked, scooting out of my chair.

"The door was unlocked and I needed a charger that I left here awhile back." He said, walking closer to me and Luke, "what aren't you going to tell me?" His face was red, like he was pissed off.

"What all did you hear?" Luke asked barely above a whisper.

"Enough. I just want to hear it from one of you. Now, what aren't you going to fucking tell me?" He placed his phone and charger on the table.

"Nothing." I started to walk away but Michael grabbed my hand, not roughly though, gently. It kind of caught me off guard. I sat back down at the table, kind of wanting to cry?

"Tell me. Tell me to my damn face." He said, looking me straight in the eyes.

"No Michael." I said breaking the eye contact and looking at Luke who looked awfully nervous.

"Tell me. Tell me that you fucked my best friend and you weren't even going to tell me. Luke, tell me that you screwed her and we're going to betray your best friend by not saying a word." He spat, pushing a chair closer to the table.

"Michael calm down."

"No. Don't tell me to calm down. You know I wouldn't be as pissed if you were going to fucking tell me." He stormed off. the next thing he said really hit me hard,

"Now who's the whore."