drunken secrets- 5sos fanfic

Chapter 20

Olivias POV-

I walked through the corridors that once felt like home, breathing fast as I tried to muffle my sobs. Adam treated me really badly, but I still loved him and I knew that he was always going to have a place in my heart. I couldn't control my tears, as I thought through what had just happened.

I reached the outside world, the frosty evening air hitting my face. I look over to my car, to see a figure stood by it. I could tell by the defined legs that it was Michael, stood in his skinny jeans. I tried to wipe all of my tears away before reaching him. "What the fuck was that?" He asks.

"What do you mean? I explained to you in there that we both needed closure-"

"Closure? So if that's the case, why didn't you tell me?" He got closer to me, his arms held out in a frustrated gesture.

"Because you were sleeping, and I didn't want to wake you. And I also thought that you might have a little bit of trust, at least a tiny bit. Why would I want to get back with him after what he did to you?" I questioned, folding my arms in the hug myself, as the tears got faster.

"It isn't about me having trust in you, it's that I don't trust your psycho ex-boyfriend. He could do anything to you-"

"Seriously? Before you came along, we had no problems in our relationship, and as soon as you walk back in, which, by the way, shouldn't have happened anyway because you were meant to be performing on stage, we are now split up. He isn't just going to stop loving me because you managed to get me back. I don't know how, you are just as bad as him."

"Had no problems? Olivia, he controlled you. Why can't you fucking see that? I don't control you, I just try to protect you. There is a difference. He wouldn't even let you see your friends, which you told me that you were made to be friends with so that he could still have that bit of your life controlled. He is an arsehole, and you know it," he yelled. I began to feel intimidated by him.

"Michael you don't know-"

"And another thing, never, ever compare me to him. I would never do anything to make you feel unsafe, or uncomfortable, I would never get 'so close to you that your heart comes up into your throat because you don't know what he is going to do'- your words, not mine- he treated you like shit."

"Michael, you are making me feel like that now." I bowed my head as he got closer and closer, having me up against my car, his face in mine,

"What do you mean? How am I making you feel that way? Because I am close to you? Grow up." His last words did it, and I grabbed his broad shoulders and shoved him as hard as I could.

"Fuck you. Please, leave me alone, don't follow me, don't call me, don't get any of the lads to come to me. I seriously wouldn't try it, because I swear to god I am not afraid to lose you, I've already been through it once."

"Ah, that's it, run to Kady, run away from the problems like you always do." I slammed the door shut, turned on the car and drove away, as fast as I could, leaving Michael stood alone in the car park.

-

I didn't know how long I had been driving around for. It felt like hours. I was hoping it had been. I pulled into the McDonalds car park and pulled down my overhead mirror, it lighting p my face. My eyes were red and puffy, and stung after crying the whole time I was driving. I pulled out my phone that was on do not disturb, to see a message from an unknown number.

Unknown

Hi Liv, its Ash. Michael hasn't set me up to this, don't worry. He came back full of rage, slating your name, and I was wondering the whole time how you must have felt. Tell me where you are, I will meet you and we can talk. I hope you are okay. A x

I instantly replied and told him to meet me at McDonald's. I knew Michael wouldn't be happy, but I needed someone to talk to. Luke and Kady were meant to be on a date, and me and Calum arent close like me and Ashton are.

I walked into the McDonalds, lots of people giving me sympathetic looks. I tried to ignore them, as I didn't want to have to answer any questions about my state. I got my food and ordered Ashtons, and sat in a booth, staring out the window to see Ashton already there, walking towards the entrance. "Hey, Ash. Thankyou for this."

"Hey, no worries. It's the least I could do after how my friend treated you." He hugged me, making my cheeks fill up with a rosy colour, which was concealed by my already red face. He smelt really good, like earthy aftershave and clean washing.

"I don't know what happened. He just flipped out on me, as though I had cheated on him or something," I watch Ashton look at the floor as I said that. I was seeing why Michael had such an issue with me and Ashton being friends.

"Look, he does that sometimes. He started being short-tempered a couple of years after we moved back to Australia. He turns into a different person. Although he came back and was angry, he said that he blacked out and didn't remember what happened towards the end of the argument, all he remembers is you saying something about trust, and then watching you drive away, but nothing in between," Ashton said in between mouthfuls of fries. I instantly felt better realising that Michael wasn't there, which meant that there was a chance that he didn't mean some of the harsh comments.

"That makes me feel a little bit better. I had to get away because he had me up against my car and I was beginning to panic."

"Yeah well, regardless of whether he blacked out or not, making you feel intimidated isn't right," He replied. I felt his hand on touch my knee under the table.

"You are so supportive, you never used to be like this."

"A lot has changed the past 5 years, Liv."

"I suppose."

"Do you think I'm better-looking?" He asked, smirking at the look on my face. I stuttered my words.

"Well, I suppose you do look a bit better. I like the dyed hair." He laughed.

"Good answer." As he said that, he leant further in. My phone chimed.

Michael

Hi baby. I'm really sorry about tonight. I am really tired, so when you get back I will be in bed. See you in the morning.

I closed my phone, leaving him on read. I look back up at Ashton, his chestnut eyes sparkling in the lights. His skin was smooth, however, you could see where he had shaved his facial hair. His eyebrows were groomed, and his eyelashes were very long. He had a perfect complexion, and his face was all perfectly proportioned. "Should I take a picture for you?" He said, giggling. I didn't realise that I had been staring for so long.

"We should probably get back," I stammer, crumpling up my boxes and grabbing my drink.

"Ah, yeah." He says, sighing.

"Thankyou again for this. I'm gonna go." Before I can walk away, he grabs my hand.

"If you ever need anything, you now have my number on your phone. I'm a message away, and just remember, we are neighbours now." He says, with a wink.

"Thanks, Ash." I try to pull away, but his grip doesn't loosen. He stands there staring at me, smiling a little. "See you soon," I say. He lets go.

"See you soon."