When Our Lips Met

Mikey’s POV I was so focused on my fingers laying on top of the table, I didn’t realize the body that slid into the booth next to me. “Hey” He said. I looked at him like he was crazy, was he meaning to speak to me? “Um, you might be drunk because I have no clue who you are.” I told him. “I might be drunk. But I know I meant to talk to you.” The dude said. “Oh okay.” I drug out. This wasn’t random at all. “You looked quite lonely and I though you could use a little fun.” He slurred. When I finally realized what he meant by fun my heart began to pound harder against my chest. “No thank you. I have a boyfriend.” I explained. I tried to be nice so maybe this dude would just go, but he didn’t budge. “Come on babe.” He tried to persuade me. His fingers began to slowly trail their way up my arm and I could feel goose bumps growing. I felt extremely uncomfortable and I tried to scoot over but when my shoulder hit the wall I knew I was screwed. He slid himself closer to me until he was completely pressed up against me. “Please go away.” I stuttered. I was not okay with this at all and I wanted him to leave. “Relax.” He whispered. He moved himself closer to me and I felt him press his lips to my neck. “I told you I have a boyfriend.” I snapped. Doesn’t he listen? I tried to push away his hand that was running up and down my thigh, but his grip was too strong. His lips moved all around my neck, sucking, and biting. Every time I tried to push him away he would only come back harder and stronger. When I felt his hand go underneath my shirt and trail up to my chest that was the last straw. But before I could fully push him away I heard a voice behind me I did not want to hear. “Mikey.” I whipped my head around and saw Luke standing with a confused, yet sad expression on his face. I pushed the dude that was basically on top of me with all my strength and he went stumbling to the ground, but I could care less about him. “Luke.” I said. I tried to grab onto him but he only backed away from me and held his hands up signaling for me to stay away. I slumped my hands to my side and frowned. He didn’t understand that, that was not what it looked like. I didn’t mean for anything to happen. He shook his head and spun around and walked away. Before I could stop myself my feet followed him all the way out of the club until he stopped in his place and turned back around to face me. “You were worried that I would cheat on you.” He said Blankley. “I didn’t cheat Luke.” I told him. He shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest not even allowing me to explain myself. “It sure looked like it.” He snapped “Please let me explain.” I pleaded. We just got into this relationship and I wasn’t letting it get screwed up because of some stupid drunk guy. “I just… I need some time to think. I’m going to go home.” He sighed. He turned on his heel and began to leave, but not before I stopped him. “Luke, how am I going to get home?” I asked. He stopped his tracks but he didn’t turn back to face me. “Ashton and Calum are still in there. Get them to take you home. And I mean home, to your house.” Then he was gone. Letting my frustration get the best of me I kicked the brick wall next to me but immediately regretted it when I felt the pain shoot through my whole body. “Fuck.” I hissed. Ignoring the pain I limped my way back into the club and went straight to the bar. The bar tender looked at me waiting for me to tell him what I was going to get. I wasn’t planning to drink tonight but my voice took control of itself and before I knew it I was telling him to get me the strongest drink they have. I drank 2 drinks, or maybe 10 drinks. I’m not sure all I know is I’m wasted. My vision was blurry and I couldn’t walk straight. I’d rather be home cuddled up to Luke, but that isn’t an option anymore. I stumbled through the club and smiled when I was able to see the two knuckle heads who suggested we come here in the first place. I made my way over to them and tripped over my own feet throwing my arms around Ashton’s neck before I could fall. He was caught off guard but was able to catch me in time before I hit the floor. “I love you guys.” I said cheerfully. “Thank you so much for suggesting we go here.” I laughed. “Uh, Mikey your drunk. Maybe we should get you home.” Ashton suggested. But before he could even began to drag me away. I began laughing again, I don’t know why my drunken self thought this was funny, but I just couldn’t stop myself. “Luke’s pissed at me.” I laughed out. “I mean I don’t even know what I did.” I slurred. Ashton and Calum looked at me with sympathy but I ignored it and continued to tell my oh so amazing story. "The dude came onto me, I swear. I tried to push him away but he just wouldn’t go away. He was too strong for me. I just… Luke came at the wrong time and then he didn’t let me explain and then he was just gone.” By the end I was in tears, I went from laughing to crying and now I just didn’t know what to do. “I have to get out of here.” I breathed out frantically. I felt like the crowd around us was coming closer and the space we had was getting smaller by the second. My lungs felt like they were closing up and my breathing was getting heavier. If I didn’t get out of there was sure to pass out. I stumbled out of the club and tried gaining my breath back. I hadn’t realized Calum and Ashton had followed me because I was too focused on the panic attack I was having right now. Before I knew if I fell to my knees on the ground and I began sobbing into my hands in the middle of the sidewalk. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, I could have been wrong, but I was pretty sure it was Ashton. “I can’t lose him, He’s all I have. I don’t want to be alone again.” I choked through sobs. Ashton just held me while Calum sat next to us quietly, and they both just allowed me cry, they let me let out every last tear I had left inside me.

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