~ Love Hurts ~ Michael Clifford

Chapter 7

Ellie's POV:

The bell goes and me and Michael wait for everyone to leave. Then we stand up, grab our bags and walk out the door.

"So, where are we going to eat?" I ask him.

"Outside. My friends are waiting under a tree." He replies. I nod and walk beside him. Soon we walk outside and I see 2 boys sitting under a tree. I walk with Michael towards them.

"Hey Michael." They both say. They look at me and their eyes widen.

"Is something wrong..?" I ask scratching my arm. They both shake their heads and stand up.

"Hi I'm Luke." A tall blonde with blue eyes says. He also has a lip ring and his hair is styled in a quiff. I shake his hand and smile.

"I'm Ellie." He smiles back.

"I'm Calum." The other one says. He has brown hair, brown eyes and is slightly shorter then Luke. Calum is also more tanned then Luke and Michael. I shake his hand and smile.

We all sit down and start eating. The boys talk about their stuff while I'm sitting quietly.

"So Ellie, wanna play 21 questions?" Calum asks.

"Sure. One of you guys start." I reply.

"what are your hobbies?" Calum asks. I think for a second.

"I have quite a few hobbies. But manly gaming, playing guitar, singing and writing songs." I answer truthfully. "Oh and posting stuff on YouTube." I add. They look shocked but nod.

"Favorite kind of music?" Luke asks.

"Heavy metal, rock, and stuff like that." I reply. Michael looks like he's trying to hold back a smile.

"Favorite bands?" Michael asks. I clear my throat, getting ready to list them all.

"All Time Low, Green Day, Panic! at the disco, bury tomorrow, three days grace, bullet for my valentine, breaking Benjamin, nickleback and a few others I can't be bothered thinking about." I list them on my hand. They all have wide eyes and their jaws are down to the ground.

"You really are different." Michael whispers. They all look at each other then back to me

"FINALLY SOMEONE WHOSE NOT A SLUT!!!" They all scream. I laugh so hard I end up rolling around on the ground holding my stomach.

Once I finish laughing I make sure my hair is over my eye and look back at the boys, grinning.

"So, now what?" I ask. They shrug their shoulders. They're eyes go wide and I can sense that someone is about to grab my hair so I grab the hand behind my head. I slowly stand up and turn around to see a fake plastic mannequin.

"Why are you looking at my boo boo?" She says in a high as whiny voice.

"Your voice sounds like nails on a chalk board. And who the fuck would go out with a fake mannequin like you?" I smirk evilly. She gasps and slaps me then runs to Michael in her 6 inch heels. I lose my temper.

"Baby did that whore annoy you?" She says putting her hands on his face he moves back and stands up.

"I don't like you Tess! Stay the fuck away from me!" He walks behind me, and I start breathing heavily.

"You ruined my chances you slut!" She goes to punch me but I catch her wrist and twist it, making her yell in pain.

"I'm the slut? You're the one that probably fucked the whole population of men in America." I shoot back and kick her shin making her fall on her face. I grab her hair and throw her back on the ground. I get on top of her and start punching her with all my strength.

"YOU LIKE IT NOW BITCH?!" I scream as I keep punching her.

I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist and pull me away from the whore. I keep screaming and kicking but whoever was carrying me just threw me over his shoulder like I was some rag doll.

He walks into some room and I notice it's the music room because it's full of instruments. He puts me down and i realise it's Michael who carried me. I tried running back to beat the bitch my Michael kept getting me.

"Calm down Ellie!" He says as I try jumping past him again.

"NO I CANT LET ME GO!" I scream. He grabs my forearms and pulls me into his chest.

"NO! NO LET ME GO!" I struggle to get out of his grip but he doesn't budge. I give up and burry my face in his chest. He wraps his arms around my waist and I grip his shirt.

We stay like that until I calm down, and when I finally did I looked up at him and stare into his emerald green eyes. He stares in my hazel eye. A moves his hand up to move my hair off my face but I look down a bit.

"Hey, you ok?" He asks quietly. I nod.

"Why are you covering your eye all the time?" He says just above a whisper. I sigh.

"It's really weird. If I show you you'll end up telling everyone and I'll start to get bullied." I say playing with my bracelets again. He puts his hand on my chin and tilts my head up.

"I promise, I won't tell anyone. Not one soul." He whispers. I sigh and close my eyes. I move my hair out of my face and stare in his eyes.

I knew this was a mistake..