A/N: thanks to these amazing readers! amycat13, egosuz_egoistkiz, CecePenguin, 5sos_BVBarmy and 5_sos_4_life! 

I recommend tissues for this one, you don't have to, but I'll bet you need them!

-ily xx

My real parents are murderers, no matter how sweet and amazing they were they could turn on you in a matter of seconds. 

Tick, Tick, Tick...

That's all you could hear, in the hours, minutes, seconds that you had and my mother and father were already plotting your death. My parents were monsters, they hated any being that walked on the face of the earth. 

Me? Well I'll tell you but you won't believe me, I'm just a victim in my parents madness. I too was a planned murder, my parents were gonna flee after a murder and kill me. They were just going to leave me on the side of the road in a duffle. 

The murder that made me who I am though was the murder of Marissa's mother. That's why she hates me, she hates me because I saw her mothers last breathing breath. What if she knew I was too small to intervene? I did try that once, and my father threw me into a wall. I felt like I couldn't breathe, my parents didn't look twice at their daughter, they just continued the Job. 

Once they caught my parents I was put into foster care, and soon enough the Bleakley's welcomed me into their home. I didn't know then that maybe that wasn't the best idea. I treated them like my parents, I was loyal, understanding, kind, but it never seemed to be enough for Mrs. Bleakley. 

That's the day I went exploring, I wanted to get away from everything else. I didn't know either that this was the day that would change my life forever. 

How could Michael not tell me that he had a sexually transmitted disease? Also what does Marissa have to do with it? Why is this happening? Everything that could possibly go wrong with me loving Michael goes wrong. I love him, I Truly do, I can live past this but that's just too simple. 

Michael and I fight all the time, but most of the time were just messing with each other. I should just let this go, I should just apologize for the way I acted the other night but is it that easy?i don't give a fuck, I love him. 

I check the time and it's about noon, I race and just throw on a pair of ripped skinny jeans and my Rolling Stones crop top. I know Michael isn't here because he's been going to Ashton's almost everyday since my birthday. 

I race to Ashton's on my skateboard and I can hear loud obnoxious music in the distance, yep Michael's there. I stop and pick up my skateboard and walk up to the garage. The boys don't even notice me, they just play on their guitars. It didn't seem like there was any tension between Luke and Michael anymore, maybe Michael and I are okay then. 

Michael looks up and meets his gaze at me and stiffens, he messes up his strings completely and the boys send him a glare before looking in my direction. 

"Oh shit!" Calum says shocked as Michael walks up to me angrily and grabs my wrist harshly. 

"We need to talk" he grumbles pulling me inside the house. Those four words alone simply made my heart shatter, I just let him drag me I knew what would happen next. He shut the door loudly and just leaned against it as his eyes narrowed. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked bitterly. 

"I just came to Apolog-" I started as he cut me off and got into my face. 

"Came to apologize? Ha! Crystal I don't frankly give a damn what you came here to do, and I don't want you here so go screw yourself" he said harshly as I felt anger and sadness melt through my body, why is he doing this?

"It doesn't matter how many times I say how much I care and how much I love you it still doesn't matter does it?" I ask with my head low.

"Crystal I-" he said as I cut him off. 

"Yes or no Michael" I said sternly as he got in my face again. 

"No" he spat walking away from me and towards the door but I grabbed his wrist and cupped his cheeks and kissed him. I felt like I only had two seconds of bliss until he shoved me away making me land coldly on the floor. 

"Don't fucking kiss me again you whore" he said sharply as tears stained my cheeks. He walked out the door as I followed. 

"So is that it huh? You're just going to fucking blame me for 'Your Problems' because you don't know how to fucking keep it in your pants! Ha! You must be joking!" I yelled as he flinched and his face got redder. 

"What about you! You just dumped your problems on me the day you asked to stay at my house! How long have you been there? Yeah eight months! So stay out of my ass!" He fired as I felt myself getting weaker. 

"You know exactly why I stayed with you! I had to put up through hell there! So yeah I'm sorry for dumping my problems on you but at least you knew!" I spat as he got in my face. 

"You want to know something Crystal? You see Luke over there? Your best friend, dared me to be your friend no matter how much I didn't want to! You just had to show up that day at the beach" he rolled his eyes. 

"I don't care! I don't even believe you!" I screamed as Luke intervened. 

"It's true Crystal" he said with his head low. 

"Screw you" I said harshly. 

"Shut up Crystal" Michael spat as I turned my head towards him. 

"Oh so now you two are the best of friends now?" I chuckle as both heads snap at me. 

"We have to be" Michael mumbles. 

"What do you mean?" I ask as Michael shakes his head as the rest of the boys head inside. 

"We're leaving for the UK in a week so you need to move out Chrissy" he said coldly. 

"Why do you hate me?" I said as a tear rolled down my cheek. 

"You said you just wanted to be friends, and I'm sorry but if I can't love you, I'd rather hate you and I'm sorry that I can't be seen with you, I'm sorry that I miss you like crazy, I'm sorry that every single fiber of my being has been sewed so deep into you, you have to understand that us leaving is the best thing that could've ever happened to you" he said walking toward his car, I felt my whole world spin. 

"Mikey you said we had a year! You said you'd never leave me! We had so many things planned Michael!" I cried, he didn't even turn around to meet my gaze so I made him, I took his wrist. 

"Well you should know better than anyone else Crystal that promises are meant to be broken and if I stay here in Sydney I'd have you and my mom, that's all I have and I'm sorry but a promised future in the UK is better than an unknown one here in Sydney" he said, why does he think this is so easy? 

"How is it unknown if you have me?" I mumbled. 

"Don't even say that Crystal! I don't have you, all I have is the remaining pieces of our friendship that both of us are to tired to fix. I'm sorry, but I'm leaving with the boys in a week, and make an effort not to see me, it'll make things easier on the both of us" he said jumping into his car and driving down the driveway. He was right, promises are meant to be broken, but so are fragile hearts. 

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Hopefully two updates today!! 

-ily xx