Michael's POV

I walk out of my sound-proof recording room to hear loud banging and moaning coming from the direction of Ashton's room. I wonder who he's banging? He hasn't slept with a girl since Zoe. Wait a sec...wasn't Zoe supposed to come over today and pick us...up? I bet it's Zoe in there with him right now, duh. I shake my head and walk out the door, grabbing my car keys and heading to my car. I decide to go to a bar before going to Autumn's surprise birthday party.

I walk into the dim light bar and order a couple shots, before downing them only a few seconds later. I usually need to drink before I see Autumn, mainly for the fact that it's too painful to be sober around her, because of the past and the memories we have. I dated her in 7th-8th grade, and she was my first love. She broke up with me after getting me to stop drinking saying that she never really loved me, and she's sorry but she did it to "help me turn my life around" or whatever. I don't enjoy America as the other boys do. But I have nowhere better to go, considering both my parents died in a car crash 4 years back. So I moved in with the boys and we moved to America together a when we were of legal age. Now I'm twenty three and I'm lonely as ever. I'm thankful for the boys and our band, they're my best mates. But I haven't had anyone to love in such a long time. I've kind of given up on the whole dating thing. All I've had recently anything even close to contact with girls or anyone has been only one-night stands and short flirtatious conversation that don't mean anything. I don't get drunk easily, so the few shots I took don't effect me much. With that being said, I leave the bar, half sober, and drive to Luke's house, snacks in the trunk of my car.