Disconnected *Sequel to Depressed Girl*

Waking up from another nightmare. I look out the window sighing. Will this ever quit? I roll over turning my phone alarm off. Another day. I get up opening the balcony doors only to be met by screaming fans. I walk over to the edge waving. Another day like this.


14. Turn Away

*Michaels POV*

I wake up about two in the morning. I roll over and groan. "My heaaaaad." I sigh sitting up. I hear a noise. "Hello?" I hear it again. "Hello??" Nothing. I stand up but regret it my hangover hits me hard I kinda stumble and then try to take a step but trip over something and fall. I groan. "Seriously is someone in here?" The light turns on and I groan again. "Michael?" I look up. "Oh. Its you." I roll my eyes trying to regain my balance I fail so I just pull myself back up on the bed. I feel around for a beer. "Get out." Theres no answering but I hear shuffling. "I uh.. I think we need to talk..." I roll my eyes. "Ariel I said get out. I'm not feeling very good." She doesn't listen though. There's a long pause and then shes sitting by me. "Michael this is important..." I groan and set up the best I can. "I said get the fuck out. I'm not in the fucking mood. Go talk to Ashton. Shit. Leave. Bye." I lay back down taking a long pull on my beer before closing my eyes. I hear the door open and close then there's total silence. I sigh taking another pull of my beer. "Finally."

*Ashtons POV*

"Hey baby.. Where'd you go?" Ariel doesn't answer. "Baby?" She sighs. "Could you not call me that?" I look at her weird. "Um.. Okay.. Whats going on Ariel?" No answer. I sigh and get up pulling her into me. "I'm sorry... Was it something I did?" She shrugs me off. "Stop fucking touching me." I look away. "Oh.. Um.. Okay.. I uh. Sorry." I turn around and walk back to the bed. I pull my pants off feeling pissed off not knowing what I did but not trying to show it. I turn the tv on and lay down. "Ashton..." I look over to her. "What?"

*Ariels POV*

I know I have to tell him. I know I do. I stare at him. "I uh..." I look down. Come on Ariel tell him. "I wanted to.." Michael won't even look at me.. Why would he want to know... Ashtons just going to get hurt. "I'm sorry..." I look back up. "Hey its okay ba- Ariel... Come on." He pats the bed by him. Honestly I can't deny I'm not attracted to Ashton.. I am Ashtons sexy.. He's.. Just.. He's so fucking hot.. but... I'm in love with Michael.. I can't go much longer... Its killing me. I walk over to the bed and lay down putting my head on his stomach. "I love you Ariel..." I sigh and breath in deeply... "I love you too Ashton..." And I do... but not like that.

*Lukes POV*

I wake up when a light hits me in the face. I get up and stretch. I walk out of my room and go straight to Ashtons to get him up. I don't knock I walk right in and I see them. I feel the anger rising inside me. How can she lead them on like this.. I walk over to the bed and I slap Ashton. "Wake up." I ignore his grunts and turn and walk away in anger. It's obvious how she wants to play this and I'm not dealing with this shit. I walk into Michaels room. "Get up." I smack his stomach he groans and rolls over and then throws his arm up in attempt to hit me. "Get. Up. Now." I turn and walk into Calums room. "Wake- Oh. Hey." I breath in trying to push my anger down. "We need to talk." I glare at him. "Not now Calum." He stands. "Then when is it time? When will it be time to tell me. To tell Ashton or Michael." I stare at him. "You know?" He nods. "Yeah. And you could've fucking told me..." I sit down on the chair running my hands through my hair. "She won't tell them.."

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