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You Don’t Believe Me (p.6)

PART SIX – You Don’t Believe Me

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  • It’s Monday…where is Part 6? 
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Plot Line: Y/N finds somewhere to hide while the others worry, and then another decision making circumstance arises. 

Smut: none

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 Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five

It was crazy to think that while the world was looking for me, I wasn’t lost– simply lost in my own world. At this point I didn’t actually know anyone was looking for me. But when I got home I sure would have a shock. But for now I swung back and fourth on the swings watching the night sky move as tears fell effortlessly down my cheeks. Ashton was right, what the fuck was I doing? I didn’t know, all I knew was I was in fucking love with two people, two of my best friends and my heart hurt. It felt more like physical pain that the emotional kind and that was eating me up. Running a hand down my face I cried into my hands more, and the sobs got louder. I’d been crying so hard I hadn’t even noticed the presence beside me until I heard a scuffling a little while after I’d silenced myself. Looking over I saw a man, well a teenage boy around the same age as myself staring at  me. Who was he? And why was he here? I gulped a little as he offered me a smile that was to wide. My smile that I tried to offer back was pathetic and unbelievable.

’‘Y/N, right?” the voice asked causing me to raise an eyebrow as I nodded.

“Yeah…and you are?” I asked back, confused to how this guy knew my name. He laughed lightly.

“The names Harry, I was walking home when I saw your little…altercation with Irwin” Harry said, and then it hit me– Harry Styles, the guy from our rival school; Brookway. I just shrugged at his mention of Ashton, I wanted it to disappear from my mind as if it never happened. Harry looked at me for a few seconds before he diverted his eyes to the sky.

“So are you going to tell me why a pretty girl like yourself is sobbing her heart out in a park at two in the morning alone?” Harry asked, his voice was concerned and it was nice someone seemed to care how much I was hurting.

“How does this sound for a tragic cliché high school love story” I said taking a breath before I continued “I was in love with  my best friend for six years, but he couldn’t see it and was dating a girl who was mean and my other best friend Michael said to date him to make Luke jealous…Luke being the original best friend” I paused to see if Harry was following and he just nodded for me to carry on. “So I start flirting with Michael and we go out and…then I start to develop these feelings for Michael seen as Luke hadn’t really been around much. Well anyways Luke then decided he loved me and broke up with his girlfriend…but he told me literally hours after me and Michael had lost our virginities to each other. And then tonight after me and Michael decided we were official we went to this freaking party and Luke was wasted so I put him to bed…and…me and Luke kissed and now my head is fucked up” I whisper the last part and hadn’t realised Harry had started rubbing my back as more tears spilled down my cheeks.

“well that sounds like the start of a really fucked up fanfiction or something…” Harry said causing me to burst into laughter, his eyes lit up as he laughed with me.

“What the hell is a fanfiction?” I asked creasing my eyebrows together, Harry’s eyes went wide.

“Are you serious? You have never read a fanfic?” Harry asked, almost like an excited puppy. I laughed again shaking my head. “Right give me your phone and one of these days I’m sending you some” Harry stated, I laughed again handing my phone over. For a few seconds I’d forgotten my problems while Harry made me laugh. I needed a friend away from all of this, from the drama and the boys and I think I may have just found one.

10am the next morning

Harry was walking me home as we talked about everything, and anything. He told me about this girl back at his school who he liked and how she was dating his friend. I was quick yo tell him not to date someone to make her jealous, he seemed to find it funny as he laughed with me. I walked with him until my house appeared at the end.

“This is my stop” I said with a sigh realising that I’d have to go back to normal life now. Harry seemed to sense my uneasiness as he turned me to face him.

“You have my number, if you ever  need to escape just drop me a text. OK?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, thank you. Same goes for you” I said with a small smile. Waving at him I took off in the direction of my house. Walking up the steps I groaned knowing that my mother was home; she wasn’t supposed to be here today. Sighing I looked at all the miss calls and texts that I hadn’t bothered to even open, as I pushed my key into the front door and step inside. But what I wasn’t expecting was to see my mother, Luke, Michael, Calum and Ashton all in the living room mumbling between themselves. When I shut the door behind me all their heads snapped up.

Michael was the first out of his seat as he ran at me engulfing me in his arms, I barely hugged back as I felt something churning in my stomach. This hug felt wrong. Taking a step back from his grasp I heard my mother approach; great.

“I-I was so worried! Where were you?” My mother asked, instead of being stern like I expected her voice was sad and soft. I leant my body into her and sighed and from that small gesture she knew something was wrong. Turning slightly she looked at the boys

“Could you go outside and give me and Y/N some time?” My mother asked as all the boys mumbled and headed to our back yard. My mother guided me to the sofa and sat me down looking at me. “What’s happened?” she asked and I told her everything, and when I mean everything– every little detail down to me and Michael having sex and I spilt my head and my heart to her. My mother was that woman you could talk to about anything and as I finished she took me into her arms and just hugged me– this Is what I’d needed these last few days.

'I-I’m sorry I just like off loaded all that onto you’’ I whispered and she shook her head vigorusly.

“That’s what I’m here for stupid” she muttered into my hair before pulling back looking into my eyes. “Now I’m going to give you my honest opinion, about everything” she said matter-of-factly so I just nodded. “Michael is a sweet boy, but Luke? He’s been there through everything. He sat with you when you cried about your period. Luke punched the guy who pushed you over and I see the way he looks at you. I always have but you two were just too blind to say anything. But today and last night I saw the way Michael panicked, and the way he spoke about you…they both love you very much” My mother paused and I just looked at the ground. “But I know you, and I know how you see Luke Y/N. If you truly love Michael then let Luke go, but if in your heart you honestly know Luke is the one…then you need to do something about it” My mother finished my kissing my temple as she got up to tell the boys to come back in.

“MOM” I yelled as she turned to look at me. “Send Michael in…I need to talk to him” I whispered. She gave me a soft smile and nodded. I needed to tell Michael how I felt about Luke, how I’d always felt. I just didn’t know how he’d take it.

It was quiet  as Michael entered, hands in pockets quickly dropping down beside me on the sofa; knee’s touching and my heart racing. How could I break this boy’s heart after everything? Biting and nibbling on my lip I looked at him from the corner of my eye. Michael looked tired and beat as his eyes kept his gaze on his hands which were shaking. 

 ’’M-“ before I could finish he kissed me, with such ferocity and power that I was taken aback and kissed him back. It lasted a matter of seconds before he pulled away. ’'I needed to do that once more before you break my heart” Michael whispered as a single tear fell down his cheek and my heart shattered because I did love him, more than I’d been allowing myself to realise but I also loved Luke with the same power. I just began sobbing again which seemed to take Michael by surprise as his large arms and hands wrapped around my body pulling me into his lap. Kissing my hair he rocked me and I felt safe. I just kept crying as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear. 

 ’'I-I hate loving the both of you Michael, because you are so good to me, and you haven’t done anything to make me doubt that but Luke’s been that guy for six fucking years’’ I cried and Michael nodded and stroked his index finger down my cheek. 

“You do what you have to do to be happy baby girl, because whether it’s me or Luke I’m going to love you and be waiting for him to fuck up” Michael stated and as I looked into his eyes I knew he’d never hurt me, he’d never break my heart. Luke? I couldn’t be so sure and I once again changed my mind as I kissed Michael. He seemed taken back but quickly responded bringing both his hands to my face. Pulling away for breath our foreheads rested together. “I will love you every day, of every fucking hour” Michael told me and I nodded. 

 ’'I love you Michael Clifford’’ I replied, bringing a hand to rest in his hair. Shaking my head Michael looked at me confused. “Me and Luke kissed last night…that’s why I ran off” I admitted worriedly and Michael laughed causing me to raise an eyebrow. 

“Luke was quick to tell me this morning, I knew it was going to happen at some point because I mean– the nature in which we got together” Michael admitted. I looked at him with sad eyes. “What?” he asked. 

“How can you be OK with what I did?” I asked my voice barley about a whisper. 

“Because I’d walk across fire for you, do you hear me?” Michael asked, shifting so I was gazing right into his eyes. “Y/N I would do anything for you, and maybe Luke would do that too but I’m telling you. I would go through fucking hell to make sure you are OK. So if it’s me or Luke then just know I will always be here” Michael stated, he was so serious his eyes were watering. He meant it. 

“it’s you” I whispered. Michael nodded placing his lips to my head, I finally felt that spark. That one I only felt with Luke, maybe it wasn’t as strong but it was there. “I-I need to talk to Luke” I grumble, burying my face in his shoulder with a sigh. Michael nodded placing his chin on top of my head. 

 ’'Want me to do it with you?“ Michael asked and I murmured a 'yes’ into him. This was going to be painful, but I could trust Michael more than Luke when it came to my heart. Luke was an amazing friend but it took someone else to love me for him to realise I was even worth it. Sighing I looked up at Michael. 

’'Oh by the way Calum met someone” Michael said and my eyes widened.

 ’'Finally? Mr playboy met someone?“ I squealed earning the laugh I loved from Michael.

’'Her name’s Kasia, she’s a half polish girl. Calum noticed her at the party and they hit it off pretty fast” Michael explained and I smiled wide. 

“About time” I murmured. 

“Tell me about it” Michael said a little too loud. 

“Michael you are yelling!” I said with a giggle. 

“Shut up you sound like Ashton” Michael whined as I once again giggle kissing his neck before I sighed. 

“Can you get Luke too come in?” I asked with sad eyes and Michael nodded. 

just so ya’ll know this isn’t near the end,  I have a lot of ideas for this if you keep requesting. Is Michael as good as he seems? What does Luke know about Michael that he’s hiding? THERE’S A LOT HAPPENING AND I HOPE YOU ARE EXCITED.