Heartbeat // Michael Clifford (ON HOLD)

Chapter 22

-Two weeks later-

Michael's P.O.V.

So much attention. We recieved so much attention in the last few weeks it's insane! There are suddenly girls waiting outside of our hotel screaming like crazy. Since we're touring with One Direction guys, our fan base got bigger...like much bigger. Our twitter accounts got crazy, we had to change our fb profiles and even our phone numbers since our fans found everything. When we arrived in America at LAX airport there was a huge crowd of screaming teenagers with posters and everything. I was and still am speachless. There are actually people who listen to our music. I gave so many autographs, my hand almost fell off. We had a bunch of interviews and acoustic performances on different radio stations. I couldn't be happier but I must say I'm tired as fuck and I miss Rebeca. Since I was so busy with interviews and stuff and she always had to help to her dad we barely talked to each other...actually everytime I called her she said she was busy "helping" or going somewhere with Sophie and that she'll call me back when she returns. From time to time I felt like I was annoying her or something? She has changed..a bit. She  became too busy. School actually ended for her a week ago and she isn't busy with school work anymore now. There is something behind this that she isn't telling me.  I just hope It doesn't have anything to do with Jake. Two weks ago she and Sophie went to the beach and that sorry ass excuse of a faggot was there. She told me they were just chillin' but I know Jake wasn't.

And what about the other lads? They are having the time of their lives. Calum and Ashton are enjoying all the attention they can get and Luke is being awkward as always. He also misses Sophie and I understand him the most of us all and he understands me. We talk about Rebeca and Sophie quite often...It actually makes things easier.

I was sitting on the sofa in my band's dressing room backstage and thinking about everything, when Alice entered the room. She was wearing too little clothes (again) and her hair was being tied in a pony tail. I actually managed to become friends with her while we were touring....One evening she got really drunk when we were partying with 1D. It was so bad that she couldn't even stand properly. I helped her so her dad wouldn't find out about this. Do you know when you're drunk and you start to confess things and you talk to much? Well she told me she was really sorry for being so mean and bitchy to me and Rebeca.  And then she started crying and begging me to forgive her and be friends with her. She was really annoying so I said yes. She's being nice to me since and she wasn't trying to ruin my life...yet...so I guess we're friends now?

"Hey Mikey." She squealed and sat next to me.

"Hey." I mumbled back and she pouted.

"What's wrong?" She asked then crossed her legs and looked at me.

"Same old, same old you know.." I replied and she nooded. 

"Michael.." She started and looked around the room. She sighed and looked at me again.

"I think you and Rebeca have a problem."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I know you two don't talk much to eachother lately and-"

"Please don't. I know what you think but we both have a reason for that." I jumped in.

"Oh really? You both have a good reason?" She asked and I could already tell she knows something I don't.

Rebeca's P.O.V.

I was walking down the dark hallway. The walls were made of cold stone and there was no light. Stones were covering the ground as well and there was a certain amount of moist in the air. There were no windows, just a weak ray of light behind a slightly open door in the end of the hallway. It seemed so far away and I was walking slowly. 

Eager are we? Keep walking! I heard a voice in the distance. It was low and cold.

Don't do it.... I heard another voice.

I could hear that my breathing got heavier with every step I took towards that door. There was that force that was pulling me towards that door in the end of the hallway. I gripped the material of my light white dress and continued walking...

Rebeca!

Rebeca! 

"Rebeca!"

I opened my eyes and saw Sophie who was gripping my shoulders and shaking me. My head was pounding and my body felt like it was hit by a bus. Shit!

"Wa..what the fuck?" I mumbled and rubbed my eyes.

"It's almost 11 a.m. and Jake's parents will be home soon, so we need to hurry and start cleaning this place!" She rambled and that's when it hit me.

HOLLY MOTHERFUCKING SHIT!

Jake had a party last night! Me and Sophie got really drunk and we were dancing on the kitchen table, we went swimming with our clothes on too and everybody were laughing and taking pictures. Then Jake and Peter came and got us out of the water and then...and then...shit I can't remember!

I sat up and looked around the room..I apparently passed out on the couch. This place was a mess and I hope we can clean this up before Jake's parents come home.

"Sophie what happened last night?" I asked her and scratched my head.

"Well...we got really wasted...like again!" She giggled.

I sighed and smiled to her. Yes we did. This was probably the 2nd time this week already. I feel really bad because I was doing this behind Michael's back. If he found out I was partying like that he would kill me. Besides I'm not doing anything wrong...I'm just having fun with my best friend Sophie. And this is my way of dealing with the pain with him gone. It helps me a lot so I'm not thinking about how much I miss Michael. Summer break is finally here so I think that's a good enough excuse. Jake helped a lot too. We talk a lot and he's my shoulder to cry on. He always tells me to stay strong and that I'll see Michael again soon. Michael still hates him tho, so I just stopped mentioning him when we skype. He got really possesive.

Because you are keeping secrets!

I looked down and saw that the t-shirt I was wearing definitely wasn't mine. Well great are you fucking kidding me?

"Who's t-shirt is this?" I asked Sophie and hoped she'll knew the answer.

"Oh that's Jake's. Our clothes were completely wet so he gave us his." She shrugged. Well at least I'm wearing my underwear.

"Oh okay. Well let's clean this mess."
 

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