Reason 50 // m.c

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Giovanna's POV

So here comes the awkward part where we all sit in silence, waiting for someone to confess their feelings or some shit.

"So... The weather is pretty nice, right?" I say; capturing their attention.

"Is it seriously that awkward that you have to go towards talking about the weather? I'm hurt, Gio, I thought we were getting close." Ashton jokes as I crack a small smile.

 But I don't dare laugh.

Stella and Emma are literally right there, staring me down. Would you want to piss off two very strong girls who you've already fucked up?

Yeah me neither.

''Alright, I'm gonna start this off. Gio, to be honest, Emma and I were hurt like shit. When you walked out with Kara and without telling us what was going on made us feel like we were getting replaced.'' Stella starts.

I look at the others; locking eyes with Michael.

It's like we were speaking with our eyes.

"Do you want us to leave?" Michael motions with his eyes.

 "Could you do that for me?"  I say through my eyes.

Yeah this was some pretty scientific shit.

"Hey guys, let's um go on Twitter!" Michael says as he runs towards the laptop that was so delicately placed on the kitchen counter.

Everyone goes along with him, I would too but Emma and Stella are already pissed at me so.

"So since when was he your little puppet?" Emma asks me as she props her elbows on her knees.

"He just gets me." I say; trying to shrug off the topic of Michael.

"Oh and we don't? You've changed. We used to be so close, and now look at us." Emma says once more and for a moment I don't think I can handle this argument.

"It's just that these boys have everything coming their way. The fame, the fortune. A-and they decide to stick beside me, they care for me." I say.

''So we don't care about you?! We were there for you when your parents first left and guess who took you in, we did, exactly. We were there for you when Bryan started beating you, we were even there when everyone bullied you for your braces in the 8th grade. We've been there for you and now it seems like you don't even care!'' Emma shouts.

''I do care, but I can't exactly talk to you guys with your new boy-toys always around! God dammit, if you guys care so much then where were you when I actually needed you most? Where were you when I locked myself in my room for days?  Exactly, you were out here with the guys. If you actually cared so much then you would've come to talk to me after you realized I wouldn't be coming out of there. So why don't you shut up with the 'you barely care whereas we care so much' bullshit and tell me what the real problem is.'' I yell.

''The problem is that ever since you 'moved' into this house, you've been shutting us out and it hurts. We don't like it and we just want our best friend back.'' Stella says, a lot more quietly.

''Is that it? All you've gotta do is ask if we can hang out, and then we will. It's that simple.'' I quickly reply.

''It's not that simple, Gio. Especially not with Michael constantly following you around.'' Emma jokes.

''Hey! I do not follow her around!'' Michael shouts from the kitchen.

''I've missed this in the past like two weeks.'' Stella says.