Chapter 16- Fake Love.

                                    

                                          
Hey everyone. So, I wanted to change something pretty major in this story for the longest time but I didn't know when exactly I should do it but I've decided to finally do it. I'm changing the name of the main character. You're probably thinking wtf? Why? Well, I wrote this story back in like middle school (cringe) and I used my own name and as I continue to write this story it just bothers me to use my own name still. So as the name used to be Sierra.. it will now be Rose. I hope this does not get you to stop reading my story as I've worked on this for many years so far. Keep reading please and continue to vote!! Love you all! x
                          
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*Michael's POV*
                          
"Hello?" I answer my phone in a raspy voice. I'd just woken up at 3 am from my phone ringing. 
"Michael! It's me! Noël!" I hear a loud chirp on the other end. 
                          
I'm shocked and speechless in disbelief that it's really my fiancé I'm talking to. We haven't spoken for over 2 weeks. I haven't even known where she was. 
                          
"Noël?! Where are you? What the hell happened?" I ask raising my voice becoming more awake. 
"Geez. I thought you'd be more happy to hear from me." I hear her faintly mumble before continuing, "I'm at Niall and Rose's house. It's a long story what happened. Even I don't really know." 
                          
"I'm happy to hear from you baby. I'm glad you're okay. Tomorrow morning I'll take a flight out to London to see you. Then we can talk about everything that's going on." I say grabbing my laptop from my night stand. 
                          
"Um.. Well I was thinking that maybe you could just stay where you are and I'll meet you at home." She says softly. 
                          
I stop what I'm doing, taken back a little. She doesn't sound like herself. 
                          
"What do you mean? Why? How long before you come home?" 
"That's another thing. I kind of like it here in London." 
"So what're you saying? Are we moving or something? I can't exactly move right now babe." 
                          
"I don't expect you to move with me." 
                          
Those words hurt more than anything I've ever felt before. I feel a tear escape knowing what comes next. 
                          
"Are-are we breaking up Noël?" I whisper having the hardest time saying it out loud. 
                          
"Michael. I just need to think about some stuff before I can go through with us. Our marriage." 
"Why do you need to think about anything? Do you not love me anymore? Was there another guy?" 
                          
I don't hear anything but quiet breathing coming from my phone. 
"So there is another guy?" I whisper. 
                          
She sighs, "Michael, look nothing was supposed to happen. I-" 
"Save it! I don't want to hear it Noël! I've heard it all before. It's nothing new to me. Talk to you later when I can actually clear my mind." I shout. 
"But-" I hang up and throw my phone at the wall breaking into tears.
                          
I thought she was different. It's hard enough to even find friends that aren't fake. It's even worse with girlfriends. How could I be so stupid? I was blinded by fake love. 

                          
*James Morgan's POV*
                          
Yes! My plan is in action now! Using videos clips of Noël over the time of knowing her and editing it to say whatever I wanted, I made the phone call so believable Michael won't want anything to do with her anymore. 
                          
Now, to just make the same phone call to Noël and then phase 3 comes into play. 
                          
I get my laptop and start watching YouTube videos to edit what I want him to say. 
                          
I find the perfect videos and start to edit them. 
This is going to be great. 
                          
I call Noël and wait for her to answer.
                          
"Hello" she says. 
I type what I want him to say, "Hey babe. It's Michael!" 
                          
"Michael! I was just about to call you! I'm at Niall's place. This week has been crazy, I need to talk to you about it in person."
                          
"Why don't you come home and talk about it here?" I type in.
"I was kinda hoping that it would be okay for you to come here? I want you to meet someone." 
                          
Is she talking about me? Am I going too far with this plan? 
                          
"Who do you want me to meet?" 
"While this huge thing happened, I met a man who helped me get home safely. You would like him." 
                          
Ha! No he wouldn't. Not if he knew what I was really doing. 
                          
"A man? Noël you can't just go around taking trips with strange men." 
"He's not a stranger anymore!" She laughs.
                          
"This isn't funny. I was worried sick over here and yet you were fine the whole time. You didn't even bother calling!"
"So sorry I was trying to stay alive to come home to you." 
                          
Sassy. I almost hear her eye roll. 
                          
"Stay alive? Stop being so dramatic! I saw pictures all over Twitter and Facebook of your little trip. You obviously weren't thinking of me at all." 
                          
That should do the trick. This is too fun.
                          
"Little trip? I wasn't thinking of you? The only thing I could do was miss you the whole damn time. You're my future husband, you gotta give me some damn credit or this won't work." 
                          
There it is! Bingo was his nameo! This will be easy to end now. 
                          
"Well then maybe it's not working cos it's a little hard to believe when you're off having sex with some other guy." 
"No one said anything about sex! You are way out of line here. I will not be talked to this way. If you're going to be like this, maybe I will go and sleep with James then!" She shouts. 
                          
"Fine then! You go and do that. No ones going to stop you." I type on my laptop. 
                          
She screams then hangs up. Looks like my work here is finished... For now.