Sophie

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~1 year previously~

~4:54 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

SOPHIE

~4:57 pm~

To: "sex god" Mikey

sup boo

~5:00 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

calum stole my slice of pizza :(

~5:01 pm~

To: "sex god" Mikey

didn't you have pizza yesterday?

~5:01 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

are you implying that you can eat too much pizza?

~5:02 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

WAS THIS FRIENDSHIP ALL LIES

~5:02 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

I KNEW IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

~5:03 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

Soph, I think we have to end this friend thing we have going on.

~5:03 pm~

To: "sex god" Mikey

mikey :( we've been talking for almost two years (two year anniversary tomorrow woop woop) YOU SHOULD KNOW ME BY NOW

~5:05 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

I'm kidding ily

~5:05 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

i'm going to be three hours away from you next week because of the take me home tour. i'm pissing.

~5:09 pm~

To: "sex god" Mikey

about that...

~5:13 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

what do you mean

~5:32 pm~

To: "sex god" Mikey

FT when possible :)

I set my phone down nervously. I didn't know how I was going to tell him. He was going to hate me. He was never going to talk to me again. He was going to avoid me. I was going to cry. I could feel my anxiety and my nerves starting to get the best of me. I hated it.

I hadn't told Michael that I couldn't find a ride. This probably would've been the only time we would've been able to meet. I was going to cry. I had known for about a few weeks now and I had been avoiding it. I didn't want him to think that I didn't want to meet him and that I was just pushing it off.

I hit a button on my phone and Heartbreak Girl started playing. I felt tears slowly stream down my face. I had to find a way to tell him. We had been planning this for months. I was going to end up letting my best friend down.

The song ended and some random Green Day song started playing. I got off of my bed and ran downstairs to the kitchen. My parents were in the living room arguing about something but I was too upset in the first place to really care. I opened the liquor cabinet and grabbed one of the many bottles of tequila that was in it. I slid it under my sweatshirt incase one of my parents were to walk in and quickly ran to my room. I closed the door behind me quietly and was greeted by my laptop ringing. I guess Michael had decided to Skype instead of FaceTime.

I opened the bottle of tequila and decided to answer to his Skype call. I was greeted by my galaxy-hair-dyed best friend.

"Soph," Michael whined.

"Mikey," I whined.

"Soph," I heard another voice whine and I realized the Calum had been sitting behind Michael.

"Shut up, Calum. No one talked to you," I said and Michael chuckled.

"Gosh, I guess I'll just leave then," he said. He took the office chair he was in and I saw him roll back until he was off the screen. I guess he left because I heard Michael mutter a quick 'bye'.

"Have you been crying?" Michael asked.

"Maybe," I whispered.

"Soph, what's wrong?" he asked.

My chest tightened and I knew he could tell I was hesitant.

"It's nothing. I'll tell you later," I said.

"Okay," he said. He knew not to push me if I didn't want to talk about something.

"Let me take a picture with my phone so I can post it to Twitter!" I said. I picked up my phone and we both posed so I could take the pciture. I took multiple as Michael's facial expression changed in each one.

"It seems like forever since we've video chatted," Michael said frowning once I had put my phone away.

"It's because you're obviously Mr. Worldwide now, traveling and playing music for the world and such," I said grinning. I was honestly very proud of him.

"I know! Tour has been amazing! I love it so much! We've been gaining so many new fans and our music has been spreading so much, I think we've made it Sophie," he said. I loved the way his eyes lit up when he talked about his music career. I honestly couldn't see Michael doing anything else. He kept rambling on about the tour, I gladly listened.

"And I get to meet you next week and I don't know man, I might cry," Michael said sheepishly looking at the ground.

I took a giant sip out of the tequila bottle in my hand because now I really wasn't sure on how I was going to tell him. He kept rambling about what we could do for the two days that he had a show and that he had off.

"Um, Michael?" I asked. My hand was shaking badly so I put the bottle of tequila down, in fear that I would drop it.

"Yeah?" Michael asked back.

"We- we, shit. I can't say it," I stuttered.

"Please tell me," Michael said pouting a bit.

"Wewontbemeetingnextweek," I said rushing our every single word. It took him a few seconds to register what I had said.

"What?" he asked.

"We. Won't. Be. Meeting. Next. Week," I said, making sure to space every single word out.

I was looking down at my hands now, fiddling with my sweatshirt. I didn't even realize that I was crying until I felt the tears on my hand. I couldn't look Michael in the eyes.

"What the fuck, Sophie? When were you planning on telling me this? I was so excited to finally be able to say that I was meeting the girl that knows me more than anyone else!" Michael yelled. He was angry. He got up and threw his chair across the room. I flinched at the loud noise, not sure what I could do. I was terrified. I had never seen Michael angry. I felt even worse. I should've told him once I had found out.

"I had our hotel room planned out. We were going to build blanket fort and watch movies while cuddling and I'd finally be able to see you face to face. I planned all these activies for those two days. Fuck Sophie, I even got us matching 'Best Friends' sweatshirts which seems really cheesy but I was so excited. When I asked you about the ride three months ago you said that you had it figured out! Fuck you," Michael said.

I could tell that he was really angry and I was just hoping that he was trying to get his anger out and couldn't figure out how. I couldn't lose him.

"I'm so sorry," I said crying harder.

"Whatever, I'll text you tomorrow," he growled. His face showed up on the screen as he was about to hang up and I could see tears in his eyes. My heart broke.

***

~9:03 pm~

To: "sex god" Mikey

u there?

~9:10 pm~

From: "sex god" Mikey

I don't want to talk

~9:10~

To: "sex god" Mikey

dont harte mea

~9:10~

To: "sex god" Mikey

i didngt meazksn to

~9:11~

To: "sex god" Mikey

imz soryyyndlkss

I never got a response from Michael that night and I honestly expected it. He hated me. I knew he did. He wasn't ever going to talk to me again and I was going to miss him.

I sighed as I put my phone down. I leaned back and finished the bottle of tequila that was in my hand. I was beyond drunk to say the least. My phone buzzed again an I quickly picked it up, hoping that it was Michael. It wasn't.

~9:23 pm~

From: cal-pal

what happened between you and michael? he hasn't left his bunk in four hours. i think i can hear him crying too (but you didn't hear it from me)

~9:24~

To: cal-pal

i fucjed up bgi times

I didn't notice I was crying until a tear drop rolled down my screen. Great.

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SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER BUT AYE I UPDATED AND YEAH YEAH SORRY FOR THE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS BEING FLASHBACKS BUT I FEEL LIKE IT EXPLAINED THINGS AND YEAH YEAH YEAH SORRY

~_HeartbreakHemmings