She ran away, she ran away from me. I knew I broke her, I knew I was the reason why she hasn't texted or called. She just doesn't want to be with me, I ruined her, I ruined us. She was so perfect, she still is but now she's just perfectly broken.

I ran after her until I was stopped by the mob of fans that she went through. I want to tell her how I feel, I still love her, I still care, I want to show her I'm gonna be here for her, always. Would she even want me back? Everything that just happened proves she just wants to be alone right now, Maybe I should just stay away.

To: Chrissy

Is everything okay?? I'm sorry.

I decided to text her, I knew that she may not even reply. Like I said before, I just want to be here for her, even if it means I can't be with her.

From: Chrissy

Yeah um I'm sorry it's just I couldn't handle all of the fans and seeing you...I'm sorry.

To: Chrissy

Yeah I get it. It's cool.

From: Chrissy

Sorry.

Is that really all she could say? I feel like my heart is being ripped out of my chest. It's like she doesn't even consider that I flew all the way here to see her. All I wanted to do was rip my hair out, scream, do anything to get her out of my head, but I can't because I'm in love with her.

Once the fans clear up I make my way to our private car, once I find our car I shuffle for my keys and look into a car window beside me. Once I look closer I see a beautiful girl sitting in her car crying her eyes out. I did what any genuine man would do, I tried to make her laugh.

By trying to make her laugh I meant by like totally embarrassing myself in front of her. She did end up laughing, and rolled down her window. I couldn't fathom how blue her eyes were, and I also couldn't stop looking at her lavender colored hair.

"Hi" I said looking at her as she laughed.

"Thank you, I really needed that" she smiled wiping her eyes from the left over tears. 

"No problem, I just couldn't let a beautiful girl like you cry all by herself, could I?" I chuckled as she blushed.

"I mean you could've, but you didn't" she smiled. "Oh by the way, um I'm Penelope" she said outstretching her hand as I shook it.

"Michael, nice to meet you" I smiled with a blush. "Mind telling me why you were crying?" I asked as she looked down.

Crystal's Pov:

I can't believe I just texted him those words, I didn't want to say them, but it was the truth. Well besides the fact that I've been completely lying to him and the whole school. Michael has told me on so many occasions that he's always wanted to meet the Radio Rebel, but what if he knew he's known her all along?

I don't think I can tell him, he's said he's fallen for her voice and crushes on the girl he doesn't know. But what if? What if he found out it was me? I find myself once again curled up on the stations' sofa and my eyes wondering until something catches my eye.

The Mic.

This is me, this is who I am, if Michael doesn't like it then so what? He's already shown everyone who he is, now it's time to show the world who Crystal Bleakley is..

The Radio Rebel.

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I have to admit, I miss the occasional home cooked meals, and most importantly my family. It's hard to admit I haven't seen them in more than a year, and I think it's about time I head home. My bed is more comfortable than this couch, and I also hate going to the laundry mat every two weeks. 

As I walk home I find myself missing something, my skateboard. Yes, of course I remember what happened, I got mad at Michael for telling me he was leaving on tour and I threw it away. It had so many memories, good ones, and they all lead to Michael. After all he is the one who bought it for me, and I will never regret it.

As I arrive at the front door I couldn't bring myself to knock, I felt a weight at my chest almost like it was dragging me down. I finally knocked, I bit my lip and shut my eyes as I heard someone gasp.

"Honey" it was my mom, she looked worn and weak, she grabbed me and quickly hugged me. "I'm so sorry" she whispered as I felt her tears hit my shirt. 

"I've missed you so much" I said as tears spilled from my eyes. "I love you" I said as her breath hitched.

"I know" she smiled.

Now that didn't actually happen, this is what I hoped for, breaking the ice, ripping off the band-aid, forgiveness, but I knew this wouldn't happen. I finally knocked on the door, nothing, no sound, no "I'll get it", no laughter, just empty air.

"Hello?" I yelled though the door. "Hello? Anyone home?!" I yelled louder as someone opened the door forcefully.

"Will you shut your trap!? It's like 6 o'clock in the morning" an old man squinted.

"It's actually 2 o'clock in the afternoon" I snorted as he poked his cane in my direction.

 "Don't sass me" he hissed. "Now why are you here, desturbing an old man on a Sunday-" 

"Friday" I Interrupted.

"It doesn't matter! Why are you here!?" He yelled as I rolled my eyes. 

"Why are you here? Who are you? This is the Bleakey's residence" I state clearly as he laughs. 

"Sorry no one lives here bearing that name sweety, they moved months ago" he chuckled.

"How long?" I questioned as tears pricked my eyes.

"About-" he started as a young male gripped his arm.

"Uncle, come on you shouldn't be out" he said as he looked up at me with worry in his eyes. "Um I'll talk to her, just go inside" he said shooing the old man away and closing the door.

"So um what's your name?" He asked with a smile as I looked away.

"How long has your uncle been here?" I demanded as he shrugged.

"About 6 or 7 months, maybe a year" he said quietly.

"Do you know why they left? Like the people before him? Or where they are?" I asked as he chuckled.

"You ask a lot of questions and yet still have to answer mine" he smiled widely as I rolled my eyes.

"I'm Crystal, now can you answer my question please?" I begged as he smirked.

"I heard from my uncle that the last owners just left, they didn't care about it, they said like their daughter died here or something and they didn't want to live here anymore" he said as I blinked.

"Um yeah I think I'm gonna go now, thanks for whatever that was" I said in disbelief walking away from him.

"Wait, can I maybe have your number or something?" He asked as I shook my head.

"No I don't think so, bye" I said walking down the road and never looking back. I went to the only place I knew I'd feel better, the Clifford's. How could my family just leave me? I mean I left them but they knew I'd come back, now I don't have anyone, not even Michael.

This is what I do, I push people away, but I'm not the only one. We all do it at one point, just some people are more broken like me, and do it all the time. I've known Michael since birth and now I'm finally pushing him away. I don't want you to think I wished for this, I just knew it would happen.

Once I arrived at the Clifford's I couldn't bring myself to knock on the door. Does that sound familiar? I meet infamous foe once again, skin to wood, only if things could be simple. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door, I felt my whole body shake, my head pounding as she opened the oak door.

"Chrissy sweety are you alright?" She said as I couldn't bring myself to speak, she came up to me and opened her arms as I melted under her touch and sobbed into her shoulder. I see lavender hair and the infamous red head standing behind her, Michael was holding her hand.

"Sorry to intrude" I said letting go of her as she shook her head.

"No honey, you're welcome anytime" she smiled as Michael agreed.

"Yeah you're my best friend" he choked out, once again I knew this pained him to say as daja vu hit my chest. "Um a id like you to meet Penelope, penelope this is Crystal my good friend" just a good friend? You have to be joking.

"Hi" we both said nonchalantly. "You are beautiful" I huffed with a smile, but she was Michael knew how to pick them.

"Thanks" she smiles and looks up at Michael with a grin. "But I think I need to go, bye Mike" he hates it when people call him that, he'd cringe if I said it but he just looked at her like a lost puppy ready to pounce. 

"Bye"he smiled as she left.we both walked into the kitchen as Mrs. Clifford ran upstairs.

"So um how long have two been together?" I questioned as he spit out his water.

"We're not together" he laughed. "What makes you think that?"

"Well the way you looked at her, the way you smiled ugh!" I groaned throwing my hands up in the air. "You never looked at me like that, that's why" I whispered turning my back to him and looking out the window.

"Chrissy I never will look at you like that" he chuckled. "That is the look of the man, and I never want to look at you like you're fresh meat or something okay? She's cute but you remember don't you?" He smiled wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and resting his head on my shoulder.

"Remember what?" I asked in confusion as his grip tightened.

"You're the only girl for me" he sighed and kissed my neck lightly.

"You're the only guy for me" I whispered as the microwave dinged.

"My pizza rolls!" He laughed taking them out and popping one in his mouth. "Oow ow hot hot!" He yelled as I chuckled.

"You're an idiot" I laughed. "But you're my idiot" I smiled as he dropped his plate on the floor making it break and pizza rolls fly as he raced up in front of me.

"Sorry um I just need to get this out of my system" he said crashing our lips together, my breath hitched as I kissed him back. I felt my whole body surge with energy, our tongues battled for dominance as my hands moved slowly up his chest. He started to kiss down my neck as I let out a moan-

"Michael what was that-" She said entering the room as we let go of each other, she covered her eyes. "Sorry, I'm gonna go" she said awkwardly, I would've said it the same way if I was her, I couldn't imagine walking in on my kids almost doing the act.

"I'm so sorry about that" Michael blushed as I reached up and grabbed his cheeks and kissed him slowly as I felt under his shirt. He quickly ripped my hands away and looked into my eyes. "We can't" he whispered.

"I don't care about whatever is wrong with you, or if your mother is here, or Luke. It doesn't matter I don't care anymore it feels right. Even if it doesn't happen now, I want you to know" I paused biting my lip. "I want you to know it will always be you" I smiled.

Now I didn't actually say that, sorry. But I said this instead...

"Yeah I know" I said biting on my lip as he grabbed my hands and placed them around his neck. 

"But we could always improvise" he smiled swaying back and forth as I laughed. He accidentally stepped on a few pizza rolls making a bigger mess.

"You're an idiot" I giggled as he spun me around making us both slip and fall into pizza rolls and remnants of a shattered plate. We both broke into fits of laughter as he got on top of me and pecked my lips.

"But I'm your idiot" he smiled.

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