Rough / L.H.

9.Brutal Love

SOPHIA

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After they performed, Mands and I cheered. They sounded great, Michael really did complete them. Luke has a beautiful voice, he sounds like an angel. I can't think of Luke like this, besides, he is an absolute asshole. He has been ignoring me for no reason. Ugh. I look over at him, and wow, what a surprise, his back is to me. I refuse to be ignored for no reason. I stand up and sit next to Luke. He looks at me and quickly gets up to leave. Oh heck no, he is not doing this to me. I get up just as quickly and follow him. He walks through the hallway and into a room, but before he can shut the door, I put my foot out.

"Get your foot out of the way Sophia!"

"Not until you tell me why you are ignoring me," I respond to him with sass pouring out of me.

"Because I don't want to talk to you obviously, you are a little bitch," he says to me.

"What the actual fuck? I didn't do anything to you, so I don't know what your problem is," I say to him.

"You ran into me, blamed it on me, and then continued to mess with me even though you weren't even mad, I'm pretty sure that is reason enough," he says accenting you and me.

"You laughed along with me, I was just joking around, Luke. Therefore, that is not reason enough," I say mocking him.

"Whatever, I don't want to talk to you anyways. Now get your freaking foot out of the way," he says to me clearly aggravated with me.

"Fine, asshole." Ugh, what is his problem? "You're not worth my time anyways," I say as I finally remove my foot.

He slams the door screaming,"oh my gosh, I am so hurt you don't care about me." I can almost taste the sarcasm from his words. He laughs evilly and I swear I heard him mutter 'bitch' under his breath.

"Whatever, asshole, I don't need your sarcasm. Bye, Luke." I start walking back to the living room where everyone else is. I walk in and see everyone quiet and looking at where I just came from.

"Were you all listening to what we were saying," I ask quite annoyed.

"Uh...no," Michael says obviously lying and not even trying to hide it.

"I don't care, he's a dick," I say. Ashton gets up, comes over to me, and whispers 'follow me' in my ear. I don't really know what to do, so I just follow him. We enter a room two doors away from Luke's, by the looks of it, I'm guessing it's Ashton's room.

"You have to cut Luke some slack," Ashton says to me.

"Cut him some slack, uh, no thanks. There is no reason for me to do that for him. He doesn't want my friendship, so I don't know why we are even having this conversation."

"He does, I promise you. He just doesn't know how to make friends, he hasn't been the same since...," he starts to say, but never finishes.

"Since what?"

"Since nothing, got to go. Bye," he says, already going towards the door. I don't know why, but I let him, I let Ashton leave. I just stood in Ashton's room and wondered what he could be hiding from me. I mean, we just met so I didn't really expect him to tell me, especially since it seems like a big deal. After a while, I realize it might be weird for me to be in Ashton's room, so I start for the door. I was closing Ashton's door when I meet eyes with Luke. Why, am I so damn lucky? I'm even sarcastic in my thoughts, no surprise there.

"What are you doing in Ashton's room," he asks me.

"I got lost on the way to the bathroom," I easily lie.

"It's that one," he says pointing to a door on my left.

"K."

"I just helped you, a thanks would be nice."

"How about no thanks," I say, already walking away from him. I go to the restroom just to go through with my lie, but I only look at my appearance. I fix my hair and wash my hands, before I get out and walk to back to the living room. I see Amanda holding hands with Ashton. They're trying to do it secretly by putting a cushion in front of their hands, but obviously since I noticed, it's not working. Luke is awkwardly sitting at the far end of the couch. Michael is sitting on the other couch, I go over to Michael and sit on his left. "Hey, Mikey."

"Hey, Soph," he says smiling widely.

"How have you been," I ask him politely.

"I've been good, how about you, Soph?"

"I haven't really done anything, but I guess you could say I've been okay," I say uncertain of my answer.

"Well do you want to do something right now?"

"Uh, like what," I ask.

"We could go out to eat, I'm kind of hungry," he responds as he clutches his stomach.

I giggle and say 'okay' before he grabs my hand and stands up. Everyone looks at us before Michael says," we're going to go ahead and go."

"Aw, so soon," Ashton asks while pouting like a little kid. I smile at how adorable he looks even though he's like twenty.

I giggle and say," yeah, sorry, Ashton."

"Okay, well it was nice meeting you. I'll ask Sophia or Amanda for your number later, so I can give you the details about band practices and stuff," Ashton says to Michael.

"Okay, mate," Michael responds happily. I almost forgot Michael was Australian too. Wow, I had gotten so used to Michael's accent that I totally forgot he was foreign. We start walking to the door, still holding hands, I glance back and see Luke looking at us intensely with a frown on his face. We make eye contact for a few seconds before he looks away. Michael drags me to his car and opens the door for me. I get in and all I can think of is Luke's facial expression. Why was he frowning? It was obviously about something he didn't tell me about, because it definitely wasn't about me.

I dismiss the thought as I reach for the volume to turn it up. I start humming along to Green Day's 'Brutal Love'.

"I forgot how much of a good taste in music you had," Michael mutters.

I laugh a little and say,"yeah, okay, Clifford."

"I'm serious, you like Green Day, Blink-182, All Time Low, Panic! At The Disco, Flyleaf, Nirvana, Three Days Grace, and a bunch of other good bands!"

"Thanks for liking my music taste, Mikey," I respond with a small smile.

"Well it's like basically liking my own, and I definately like my own. I have great music taste, I'm funny, boyfriend material, and im hot. Date me, come and get it ladies." He starts doing smooching noises. I bust out laughing and try to talk, but I can't. I clutch my stomach, I feel like I'm about to grow abs.

"Michael... stop... please... I... can't... breathe," I choke out while still laughing.

"You don't think I'm hot," he asks me while pouting.

"You're the hottest," I say, biting my lip trying really hard not to bust out laughing again.

"Whatever, you're missing out on all of this," he says, pointing at himself. I am missing out, wait, do I like him?

No, I like Luke...wait what?

I don't like either of them!

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A/N: Double update, woop, woop!