"Can you tell me now?" Michael asks as I pour some water in a cup.
"No."
"Why! You promised!"
"I did. And I will later" I tell him.
"Is something wrong?" He asks. I shake my head.
It's been a couple of hours since Luke interrupted us. And a lot can happen in 2 hours. I left my phone in my room, and I got a text message. Guess who checked my phone and saw who the message was from? Harry. So Harry and I had a fight about the text.
-- Flashback --
Michael ran off after Luke and I head back to my room.
"Why is he texting you?" Harry growls as I enter.
"Why hello to you too" I reply sarcastically.
"I thought you said you weren't talking to him anymore Georgia!"
"Who?" I ask.
"Daniel" The colour from my face drowns. Why is he texting me? Why now? When I'm happy and everything is fine.
"I-I didn't- I didn't know he would text me. I honestly haven't spoken to him" I tell my brother.
"He said "I know where you are going to be in a weeks time. See you there baby" and he added a winky face. A fucking winky face!" Harry yells. I flinch and step back.
"I didn't know alright! That is the first time he has spoken to me in weeks!! What are you more worried over?! Him texting me? Or him knowing what City we are going to be in?!" I scream, tears falling down my face.
"No. Don't think like that-"
"How? How can I when your fucking yelling at me because he texted me! Get fucked Harry!" I scream before walking out and slamming the door.
-- End --
"No. Nothing is wrong Michael"
"Are you sure Georgia?" I nod taking a sip of the water.
"Georgia!! There you are! Can we talk?" I glance back at Harry before turning the glass sideways so the water can go down the sink before placing the glass there, and walking off.
I walk into the room Harry and I share and look for my phone. I find it on my bed. I sigh as I pick it up.
I know where your going to be in a weeks time. See you there baby ;)
Why can't he leave me alone? He beat me up, so that means he doesn't care right? Then why is he wasting his time bothering with me?
"Georgia?" I look up to see Michael standing in the doorway.
"Can I be alone?" I ask.
"No can do" Michael says closing the door and walking over to me. He bends and places his hands on my thighs.
"What's up pumpkin?"
"Pumpkin?" I push him away. He stands up and lays on the bed.
"Make yourself at home" I mumble under my breath.
"So Harry told me you two had a fight. Mind telling me what about?" He asks. I shake my head. If I tell him, he will act the same way as Harry did.
"No. You'll act the same way Harry did" I say my thought.
"I'm sure I won't!" Michael says. I sigh, opening my messages and show him. Michael doesn't speak. Doesn't move. Doesn't utter a sound. I pull the phone back and stand up. So far he isn't acting as Harry did.
