5 Seconds Of Summer (5SOS) Imagines & One Shots

Leave (Part 2)

You're on the couch, curled up in the tightest ball after Kyle kicked you in the ribs, it's the only way you can relieve the pain a little bit. Kyle's gone out for a drink with his mates, claiming you make him need to drink because you never do as you're told. He left a few hours ago and you don't expect him to be back until the morning.

You wince as you sigh deeply, the throbbing in your ribs increasing as they expand with your breath.

There's some noise by the window. You glance at the clock, it's 11:04pm, who would be out this late? Unless Kyle has come home early and is so wasted that he thinks the window is the door. You're not going to help him in that case. There's some fumbling on the window and your heart rate speeds up. You're alone, defenceless, you can barely move as it is, let alone kick any intruder. If someone wants to rob the house then you're in no way to stop them.

"Y/N, open the fucking window I'm standing in some stupid prickly plants." You recognise his voice immediately.

"Michael! You're home? I.. uh hold on." You groan as you push your self off the couch, one arm wrapped protectively around your ribs and the other to lean on the furniture for support. You open the window and Michael climbs in. His hair is longer and he's dyed it a platinum white. He's taller than you remember and he has 5'clock shadow on his jaw. He's grown into himself, it's been 7 months since you last saw him and only now do you realise how attractive he really is.

"What did he do to you?" Michael holds your arm lightly, rubbing it with his thumb.

You lift up your shirt to expose the purple and pink bruise that's on your ribs, there's a lot of swelling and you suck in your breath as Michael gently touches the swollen area.

"You cannot stay Y/N, I won't allow it. Look what he's done to you!" He gestures at your stick thin body, your barely brushed hair and your nervous disposition. "He's made you a scared, helpless little girl and that's not the girl I know. You've let him destroy you Y/N."

You can feel the tears trickling down your cheeks and Michael instantly regrets what he said, but he can't stand to look at the shell of the girl who he loves. Gently he wraps his arms around you and pulls your head down to his chest, cradling you.

"I'm so scared Mikey, I don't know what to do. He said if I leave then he'll ruin every chance I have. He said he'll find me no matter how far I run." You sob into Michael's shirt. You feel protected by Michael's arms and at last you begin to calm down. Michael's hand rubs your back gently before he pulls away and looks you in the eye.

"We are going to A&E first, to make sure he hadn't done anything life threatening to you. Then we are going to the police Y/N. Don't try and argue with me, I'll protect you okay?" Michael says and you nod. He presses his lips against your forehead before gently picking you up, opening the door and slipping out into the night.

A&E is busy as always, and you can't help but keep searching for Kyle. You are almost positive he is going to turn up and take you back to that Hell you've been living in. Michael squeezes your thigh in reassurance and you try to give him a tiny smile.

"Miss Y/N?" A nurse calls and Michael helps you get up before taking your head and walking to the curtained area with you. There's a bed and 3 chairs, you and Michael both stay standing. A tall blonde doctor enters the room. She's pretty, almost too pretty and you glance at Michael, he smiles at you while rubbing his thumb over your knuckles reassuringly.

"Okay Y/N, so you've had a bit of a fall? Where does it hurt?" The doctor says and you lift up your shirt to show your ribs. The doctor gently touches the swollen skin, before turning you around and studying your body. You know she can see the bruises all over you, the small scars that litter your skin, the once clean canvas of your body has been destroyed.

"Right, how did you say you fell again?" She asks skeptically as you pull your shirt down and she's jots some stuff down on her paper.

You open your mouth to make up a lame excuse about you being uncoordinated and tripping over your own feet then down some stairs but Michael cuts you off.

"Her supposedly caring boyfriend hit her. More than once." He says and the doctor's eyes widen before she looks at you to confirm this, you bow your head down and stare at your toes.

"Have you spoken to the police about this?" She whispers and Michael says that you're going after she gives you the okay.

She takes some blood samples and gives you some pain relief before saying that there is internal bruising and it will mend but you need to take it slow and not to anything that hurts too much. Michael takes into account everything the doctor says and he looks very serious. He takes your hand again as you leave. You're thankful someone is looking after you at last.

"Right now to the police station." Michael smiles as you two walk out of A&E, hand in hand. At last you finally feel happy, Michael's back, he's helping you and you feel like you could escape this nightmare you've been living in for 3 years. It only started getting bad recently and until then you were happy with Kyle.

You turn, ready to thank Michael for being so supportive but suddenly a fist swings into your face and a pair of strong arms grab you with a forceful grip that you know too well.

The world turns black as your face throbs from the impact of the punch. You hear yourself all out to Michael then everything becomes eerily silent.