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the doorbell rings and i groan, getting up from my spot on the couch. calum and i slept there last night because i didn't want to sleep in my bed without ashton.

i walk over to the door, not caring that i was only in my boxers because who fucking knocks on your door at seven am?

i'm immediately pulled from my sleepy state when i see michael standing there. he smiles sadly.

"hey."

"where's ashton?"

he sighs quietly. i let him into the house before he answers. "he kicked me out. he told me to leave."

"why?" i ask.

"because i told him the truth."

"what truth?"

"that he needs to get his shit together because it's killing both of you."

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