After Kayla tried to clean my face up she smiled at me and got off her seat telling me to follow her.
"You can borrow some of my clothes." She said.
"Why do I need to wear some of yours?" I asked looking down at my shirt and realising that it had some blood stains on it. "Never mind." I sighed.
"Here put these on." She said chucking some clothes at me.
"What if these don't fit?" I asked.
"You look about the same shape as me. It'll fit." She smiled before walking out of the room closing the door.
I examined the clothes that she passed me. I tried the clothes on and admired myself in the mirror. She picked out some light washed high waisted jeans with a white crop top that had the number 57 on the front. I felt a bit insecure with the crop top on. I looked at myself in the mirror trying to hide the bruise that was probably scarred on my stomach. The crop top covered most of it but there was that little bit that was visible.
"Are you almost finished?" Kayla asked.
"Uh. Almost." I sighed.
I tried to pull down the top a bit more and It just looked like a shadow. I praised to god hoping that no one would notice. When I was finally ready to leave I opened the door and there stood a cross armed Kayla.
"Took you long enough." She teased.
"Perfect takes time." I said flipping my hair. Obviously joking.
"Yeah yeah shut up."
I laughed along with her and we headed to the lounge where the boys sat. Luke and Michael were sitting on the couch talking about something serious by the looks of it and Calum was sprawled out on the floor.
"Awe did Cal get kicked off the couch." Kayla said in a baby voice.
"Shut up and go away." He groaned.
"Bitch. You leave. This is my house."
Michael cleared his throat and our eyes went to him.
"Correction. This is my house." He spoke.
I was so tempted to say cottage. Luke was looking at me like knowing what I was going to say. Suddenly I got this courage and the words just came out of my mouth.
"Don't you mean Cottage." I smirked.
Michael glared at me before walking towards me.
"What did you just say?" He asked.
He was a few inches away from me. The courage was still beneath me so I tried to use it while I could.
"I said cottage." The smirked still played on my lips.
Suddenly I was picked up and thrown over his shoulder.
"Michael what are you doing?" Luke asked suddenly.
"Relax man. Nothing bad."
I didn't bother to fight. I was already tired from the fight earlier. I looked at my stomach which was showing completely.
"What are you looking at?" Michael asked.
"Uh nothing." I said trying to cover it up.
"Michael stop." Kayla yelled.
"Fuck." I muttered under my breath.
"Why?" He asked.
Kayla ran towards me and took me off Michael's shoulder. I fell on the ground and just sat there.
