Chapter 15

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Michael being away for this long is getting hard. Time zones are tearing us apart, we haven't talked on the phone for a month, he's been away for 2. I look through the pictures of him with fans and I just wish that could be me by his side. I don't think I can do this for another 2 months.

MICHAEL'S P.O.V

It's been 2 months since I've seen Angie and I just want to fly home and cuddle with her and never let go. We haven't called each other in a month, I miss the sound of her voice and her laugh. I hope she can stay strong for 2 more months.

We're in Baltimore, Maryland. Just played a show and are on our way to the next city. I look at my phone to see a text from Angie

"Hey Michael. I can't do this anymore. The pain of just waiting for you to come home, all I can think about is you and waiting and waiting for you to come home. I can't do it anymore. I'm sorry."

My heart stopped as I read this message. She can't be serious. I quickly dial her number and the phone rings, and rings. No answer. I must've called her 20 times, but no answer. I can't believe it, did I just loose her?

..........

The next couple days were a blur. I just lost the only thing that kept me sane. I decide to look at her twitter to see what she's been up to, as I type in her name I see "Angie with mysterious guy" out of curiosity I press it and look through the tweets. There's pictures. Picture of Angie. And Andy? Is this why she broke up with me? She got back together with Andy? What the fuck? And to think I've spent the past couple days bumming around because I missed her, while she's been out with fucking Andy? Fuck her. I get this sense of anger and rage, I can't fucking believe this. I leave the hotel and head for the nearest club. Fuck Angie, if she moved on, then I guess it's time for me to.

ANGIE'S P.O.V

I broke up with Michael two days ago, an my heart feels like it's sinking. I missed him even more now, I thought if I broke up with him I would stop putting my life on hold waiting for him to come home. But I miss his cute texts he would send once he got off stage, that I would wake up to and his silly drunk texts. I loved him. I still do.

I hear a knock on my door, thinking it would be Maria, I opened the door. I look to see Andy standing at my door.

"Hi" he said.

"What are you doing here?" I completely erased him from my life, why is he here?

"Can we go grab a coffee and talk?" As much as I really didn't want to, I didn't have an excuse not to go, and I guess I have nothing better to do.

"Sure." I follow him out of my apartment and we walk to the nearest coffee shop that's just down the street from my apartment. We get into the coffee shop, order our drinks and sit down at the same table me and Luke sat at when we had our talk.

"Listen, I'm really sorry for what I did to you. It was immature and I was being a douchebag" I nod and agreed because he was a douchbag and he was immature. "I understand your with Michael now"

"We broke up." I bluntly said, interrupting what he was about to say.

"Oh, I'm sorry. What happened?"

"I really don't want to talk about it, especially with you." I don't care if that hurt Andy's feelings, he broke my heart and I wanted nothing to do with him.

"I understand. Angie, I just wanted to say sorry and ask that you forgive me. Knowing what I did to you and not giving you the correct apology you deserve is really beating me down." I could tell that he was truly sorry and I felt kind of bad for how rude I've been to him, but he hurt me pretty bad.

"So you waited like half a year to apologize?"

"To be honest I was scared of Michael" he let out a little laugh "and I didn't know what to say, and I was scared of what you would say." I didn't know what to say. You wait half a year to apologize for breaking my heart, and you expect me to forgive you? What was he thinking. I guess I forgave him a little, and respected that he eventually did apologize.

"Friends?" I asked him. He nodded and I hugged him goodbye and went back to my apartment.

I got back, sat on the couch and just starred at the blank tv. What have I done? Why did I break up with Michael? I love him. I pick up my phone and call him, not even looking at what time it would be where he is. There was no answer. I go to check his twitter to see if he has said anything in the past couple of days. Then I see it. He retweeted a tweet that had a picture of me and Andy from just 10 minutes ago, and after that he tweeted
"fuck you"
"Here I am in pain, while you go and fuck around"
I can't believe what I just read. He didn't actually think I would do that, did he? I try calling him again. And again. And again. No answer. I look at twitter again, this time seeing "Michael" was trending, the top tweet was from TMZ
"Michael Clifford from 5sos is single and back at it again"
With a picture of him and some slut attached to his side. I dropped my phone and just sat there, not crying, not angry, not sad. Just sat there. Feeling no emotion at all. Just numb.

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