The Perfect Disguise

Ashton's P.O.V.

Hearing Bianca sobbing beside me, I watched as Lou stormed out, pulling Calum behind her.

"What the fuck, Ashton?" Bianca started, glaring at me. "What just happened? I know I've been a bitch but I don't wanna loose my sister!"

"I-I don't know," I said, shaking my head. At the corner of my eyes, I caught Niall having a good laugh. Eyeing him, I clutched my fist as I reached for him, pushing him against the wall. "You! You told her, didn't you?"

"Told her what?" He asked innocently.

"Don't play dumb with me, Horan, you dipshit!" I spat, raising my fist, as my other hand clutched his shirt. "Next time I see you with her, I'm going to kill you!"

As much as I wanted to punch him, I didn't. Though with a force, I let him go before turning on my heel and following Lou and Calum.

I can't let her go. I can't let that one mistake ruin everything. She loves me - she just said it and, I know, I know she still does.

I'm going to make this right.

I'm going to have her back. I'm going to---

"Michael!" A familiar voice shouted as a fist hit me on the face. I fell to the floor as Luke rushed towards me, helping me up. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I lied, massaging my cheeks.

"You won't be when I'm done with you!" Michael growled, raising his fist once more. Luke stood between us. "Get out of the way, you idiot!"

"Michael, stop," he said calmly. "Violence won't solve anything."

"And making a fool out of us does then?" Michael spat, glaring at me. "I don't think so!"

"It's not what you think," I said, backing away and keeping a good distance between us.

"It's not what I think?" He repeated. "Well, you know what I think? I think you had enough!"

"Michael!" Loosing it, Luke hit him in the face.

"What the fuck was that?" Michael said, eyeing Luke. "You just said violence won't solve anything! Why'd you hit me?"

"At least you stop," he said, shaking his head.

"You don't understand," Michael wiped the blood from his nose, looking at his hand in disgust. "That was some punch."

"Thanks," Luke smirked 

"Anyway, Luke, you see, Ashton used us," he continued. "He used you. He was lying to us the whole time to get to Lou."

"We may be wrong," Luke said. "I mean, I know there's an explanation and we should hear it. What---"

I fake coughed, cutting him off. "I'm here. And I can explain."

Michael sighed, crossing his arms on his chest. "Ten seconds."

"Twenty?" I asked.

"One," he started, ignoring me. "Two."

"Okay," I said abruptly. "The diary was never my plan. It fell. I got it."

"Three."

"I was gonna give it back then Bianca saw it."

"Four."

"She helped me with Lou."

"With what?" Luke interrupted, raising his eyebrow.

"Shut up," Michael hissed, rolling his eyes. "Five."

"Damn," I muttered. "Fine, I used you to get to her."

"Told you," Michael spat, as Luke eyed me in disbelief. "Six."

"Screw that," I shook my head. "It doesn't matter 'cause you guys are cool and I had fun with you. Everything---"

"Seven."

"---I showed you was true. Because as much as I love hanging out with you guys---"

"Eight."

"I love Lou. That's why I did it. And I thought I didn't---"

"Fucktard," Michael said, glaring at me. "Nine."

"Cause it got me confused cause I have Daniel's heart in me."

"What?" Luke asked.

"Ten."

"But I really do love her," I said, looking from Michael to Luke then back to Michael.

"Can you repeat the last part?" Michael asked.

"That I love her?"

"Shut up, it's disgusting," he snapped. "I get it. You love her so you used us, Bianca and the diary. You used everyone. Wow, what a move! Blah blah blah! You're an asshole but maybe we can work on that one. But, well, Calum... moving on. Did you just said you have Daniel's heart in you?"

I nodded as I waited for him to go on but Luke interrupted and said; "what do you mean? I thought it was an accident? Did he killed Daniel? Oh my god! That's horrible!

"No, Luke," Michael said in a duh tone.

"Oh," he said in relief. "Did you ate it like that guy who was a zombie and fell in love with a girl so he saved her?"

"Warm bodies," Michael said, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah that," Luke chuckled. "Or you have it in a jar and preserved it?"

"Luke! Just shut up!" Michael yelled. "God, you're annoying sometimes. Really."

"Sorry," Luke frowned.

"He can have his heart if he's sick and he needed a transplant 'cause Daniel's was put into a donation or something like that," he explained. Then he looked at me, curious and interested. "But you didn't, did you?"