groupie - michael clifford u.s.

• seventeen •

this is a quick double update :) ily 💘

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"I think you should talk to her today." Luke brought up, munching on his cereal. It's 4 in the afternoon and me and Luke literally woke up at the same time, bumping into each other in the hallway.

"She's got some other guy." I said, looking down at the toast on my plate.

"Some other guy? No. I doubt that. I bet he's some friend." Luke nodded, trying to make me feel better.

"Go after her Michael, you won't have forever." he shrugged his shoulders. that's all it took for me to sit down, and think.

think so hard that my brain could burst.

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*gwens p.o.v.*

"Dude why is Andrew here?" Lucy guested through my door, whispering loudly.

"His parents kicked up out last night. I told him he could stay here." I sat up in bed, what time is it?

"Wait, did Michael come over yesterday while I was gone?" She asked, standing straight.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I grabbed my phone, 3:05. Jesus Christ... that's what I get for staying up till 9am.

"Was Andrew here when he came over...?" she sat on my bed.

"Yes." I said, confused as to how she knew, "he ran out when he saw Andrew."

"Fuck!" Lucy hit the bedsheets angrily. she stayed silent for a second before looking at me, "Andrew has to leave."

"What, why?"

"Because I said. I want him out by 4:30." She stood up.

"Who do you think you are? You can't kick my friends out whenever you want." I defended, standing up and crossing my arms.

"I have a reason. I need him out of here." She stormed off but stopped before turning around, "its for the best Gwen." she said softly before leaving. I heard the front door close and I fell on my bed.

goddamnit.

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4:02pm and Andrew was getting ready to leave.

"I'm sorry I intruded." Andrew said softly, rubbing my shoulder. I moved a bit, to let his hand fall off of my shoulder.

"You didn't. Lucy just doesn't like people over." I shrugged. He nodded, looking down and then back up at me.

"You're still as beautiful as before." He said, coming closer. I gulped, "thank you." I said taking a step back.

He stopped closer, making me step backwards again, my ankles hitting the bottom of the couch and alms of making me fall.

Andrew cupped my cheek, making my face heat, what the hell was he doing?

I couldn't move, I felt my body start shaking. I was scared and I didn't know why.

He brought his lips to mine, catching me by surprise.

I thought of the things he was capable of and kissed back, not wanting to make him angry at me.

Once I fell on the couch and his hand was pulling down my jeans is when I started to get him off of me.

"Andrew, no." I said, pushing away.

"Gwen come on." he kissed me again, just a tad bit forcefully.

"I said no." I scrambled under him. I looked into his eyes and saw anger. fear rushed through my veins. He gripped my wrists tightly, surely leaving a mark.

"Andrew stop you're hurting me." I said, he squeezed tighter, "fucking kiss me Gwen." he demanded.

I started to fight back, kicking at him, I didn't want this.

"No stop please." I cried out in pain, he didn't stop though. He dug his knee in my thigh making me yell. I started to cry. I knew I should've never let him come over.

He stopped, surprisingly. Making me breath out deeply. He sat up and grabbed his things, "you're gonna fucking regret this."

with that he left.

What have I gotten myself into?