Michael's POV
Oh
My
God
Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod
OH MY GOD!!!
Where the fuck did she go? She's been gone for an entire night and still isn't back.
Maybe she got kidnapped and she's in some abandoned shed being raped or something. She could be arrested or dead.
I DON'T FUCKING KNOW, I'M FREAKING OUT MAN!!!
"Michael, Michael, I need you to calm down." Kyla says in a calming voice, moving me over to a bar stool. "We're going to find her Michael. She's probably out partying or something."
"If she were out partying she would have brought her phone or at least told me or something." I say faster than the speed of light.
"Michael, seriously calm down, you are going to start hyperventilating." Kyla says placing a hand in my shoulder.
Too late.
Kyla finds a brown paper bag somewhere in the kitchen and hands it to me. I try to breathe evenly into the bag.
In
Out
In
Out
But it's not working. My breath comes out ragged and uneven as if I had just been running the mile.
"Fuck, Tony what do we do? He's going to pass out if we don't calm him down." Kyla says, panicking slightly.
Believe me bitch, I'm trying. But it's not that easy.
Ding dong
I bolt up out of my chair and race to the front door.
I swing open the door and see Zoë and some dude. He was carrying her.
"OH MY GOD ZOË!!!" I scream as I awkwardly hug her and the dude at the same time.
"Hey Mikey. Can you set me down on the couch Zayn?" She asks him.
Zayn
He brushes past me and lays Zoë down on the couch taking a seat next to her. Who the hell is this guy? You know what I don't really care right now.
"Oh my god, I was so worried. Are you okay? What happened to your foot?" I ask frantically.
"Shhh Michael, I'm fine. I stubbed my toe at Zayn's and somehow managed to break it. Clumsy fuck over here." She says pointing at herself, causing the Zayn guy to chuckle.
"Oh, by the way, this is Zayn. We've know each other since high school." She says, booping his nose.
I don't like this.
"Yeah I found her at the pier and we decided to have a sleepover like good old times." He says, flashing her a crooked grin.
I don't like this one bit.
"Well I'm going to get going. I'll see you tonight Zoë." Zayn says getting up.
"Yeah, see you later Zaynie." She says sweetly.
Ouch, that one hit hard.
Once Zayn leaves, Zoë tries to get up and gasps in pain.
"No you don't." I say, scooping her up into my arms.
"Thanks Michael." She says, directing us up the stairs to our room.
I set her on the edge of our bed and sit down next to her.
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I'd Dye For You || m.c.
Fanfiction*Btw it's a pun, I know how to spell * ;) "Did you want something, or...." She asks sounding annoyed that I had interrupted her reading. "Oh yeah sorry, I was wondering if I could borrow that book." I say gesturing to it. "Well, I am in the middle o...
