He doesnt deserve you.

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The embrace between me and Luke gets looser and i back away, shaking my head and wraping my arms around my self, sinking to the floor.


"Alli, please..." I hear Luke whisper.

"D-dont touch me.." I say as i feel his fingertips brush my arm.

"Im sorry." He says.

I curl in a ball, my arms around my legs, my head buried in my knees.

I feel strong arms pick me up ad carry me to my room.

"Alli, its alright, im here for you," Michael's voice floats to my ears.

After that paragraph he typed up, he has become closer to me.

He is my best friend.

Michael folds me into his arms and i wrap my own arms around his neck, burying my face in his chest.

"It hurts so much," I sob.

"I know, baby, i know." Michael rubs my back and kisses the top of my head.

Michael sits on the bed and pulls me down onto his lap. I wrap my legs around his waist and rest my chin on his shoulder, sniffling and hiccuping.

"Look at me, Alli." Michael whispers, his hands rubbing my back.

I lean my head back and look into his green-brown-blue-gray eyes that i never realized i loved.

"If he has done this much to you, he doesnt deserve someone like you. Youre beautiful and wonderful. If he is such an idiot as to break your heart, he seriously just doesnt deserve you." Michael says, one of his hands up to my face, his knuckles brushing over my cheek.

I nod.

"No, you have to say it, so you believe it. So you believe that he doesnt deserve you." Michael shakes his head and flattens both of his palms on my cheeks.

"i believe that he doesnt deserve me." I say, my voice more strong than i expected.

"Thats it, baby girl." He grins and kissed the top of my nose.

I smile and wipe my eyes again. "Thank you, mikey."

"No problem, baby girl." He grins

Ever since we became closer, his nickname for me is baby girl. And, i cant lie, i do like it.

He pulls me into another hug and kisses my cheek.

"God, i missed you so much," He whispers.

"I missed you too," I say.

I get up and smooth my pajamas and sweatshirt out.

MIchael gets up and wraps an arm around my waist. I put my head on his arm and we walk back to the living room.

Luke is still in the doorway, the sight of hiim making more tears spring into my eyes.

"Shh, baby girl, its alright, be strong." Michael says.

I nod and wrap my arm around him.

I sit down next to Cal and put my legs over his and Ashtons lap and sit so Mikey can sit then put my head and shoulders on his lap.

All of there arms rest over me, like a sheild as i close my head and take deep breaths.

As if they are robots, all of their fingers rub my skin as i lay there, trying to keep calm.

Their rough calloused fingers soothe me more than you would think.

I feel Luke's burning gaze on me.



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