unpredictable : mgc

Chapter 40.

*Michael's POV*

Today I woke up with eagerness, I was going to the beach with Brooke today. Finally just some me and her time. This past week and a half I've been spending it mostly with my dad. We caught up on things, I told him all about the tour and the crazy fans and how in love I was with the feeling of being on stage. He told me nothing too exciting, work and a new girl at his office who spilled her coffee all over him on her first day there, and him saying a bunch of mushy stuff about missing me. Oh well.

I think, we've all been home with our families since we came back. Sure, we go to Shay's every now and then, but we haven't been hanging out with eachother nearly 24/7 like before. But the girls understood, saying they would have done the same, saying we could have as much time to ourselves that we needed. But I can't take it anymore, I need Brooke now. I really missed her. And I'm so happy that we pulled through the long distance relationship that not a huge amount of people would have been able to pull through.

Me and Brooke were gonna go to the beach at 4, so the sun was down a bit and just right. We were gonna go to some cliff beach that Calum told me about, apparently he, the boys, Brooke and Charlene went there while me and Brooke weren't talking. Right.

I dragged myself downstairs slowly. I'm not much of a morning person, nor do I talk, not that I actually can. Dad's gotten use to this now though. As I walked into the kitchen, I saw dad sat at the counter with a coffee and newspaper, like always. He caught my eye and smiled.

"Good morning." He chirped. I sent a lazy smile and waved. He chuckled at my action and went back to reading his newspaper. I trodged towards the cupboards and the fridge and grabbed all the necessities to make cereal. As I did, I sat down across from my dad and started chomping on my Cheerios.

"Any plans for today, Michael?" He asked, his gaze not taking his eyes off the newspaper and taking a gulp of his coffee.

I cleared my throat a bit. "Beach with Brooke." My voice came out rough.

"Oh, sounds like fun." He smiled. I made a 'Mmm' sound.

After I finished eating, I made my way back upstairs. I got ready as I realised I woke up at 1 in the afternoon, good on you Mike. Sarcasm extremely intended by the way.

After I had put on my bathers, shirt and thongs, I made my way downstairs to waste the rest of my time by watching some TV or something.

And soon enough, 3:45pm came around and I decided to leave, my dad let me use his car today as he didn't need it. Yeeeees, I have a license.

And I managed to show up at her house at 4:05. Whoops, my bad. I went up to her door and rang the bell. I expected Brooke to answer, but instead it was Mandy. Great. Sarcasm intended, extremely.

"Oh! Hi Mikey." She smiled while playing with her hair.

"Uh, hi Mandy. Is Brooke here?" I said, ignoring her flirting.

"Oh, the baby mumma?" She smirked.

"What? Baby? What baby?" I said confused.

"Oh." She pouted. "Didn't she tell you? She's pregnant!"

My whole face dropped. Is it true? Is Brooke pregnant? With my baby? And she didn't tell me? Or was Mandy making some shit up because she's jealous? I can't handle it.

"W-What?" I asked.

"Mhm." She smiled sickly. "And Luke was here with her when she found out! Didn't he tell you either? Tsk, tsk." She smirked before walking off.

I panicked, and the first thing that I thought was to call Luke. I dialed his number and called him, after a few rings he picked up.

"Hey mate, how's it going?" He said.