**A Month Later**
Michael's POV
"Guys, I'm not coming out, I look like shit!" Calum yelled from the changing rooms. I sighed and I looked over to Ashton and Luke. Luke was lying down on the sofa in the shop, looking incredibly bored and Ashton was texting on his phone.
"Calum, come on! I'm hungry!" I yelled, walking towards the curtain and trying to pull it back, but Calum grabbed it, stopping me from opening it.
"Stop it, Michael!" He said and Luke groaned, getting off the sofa and coming over and standing beside me.
"Just come out, Calum! We all have to buy shitty suits for this party tomorrow and your the last one to get one! Now hurry up!" He said and I heard Calum sigh dramatically and open the curtain. I saw Ashton lift his head as we all looked at Calum in his suit.
"It doesn't look bad, Calum." Luke said and Ashton and I nodded in agreement. Calum frowned, looking at himself in the mirror and then he nodded, going back into the changing room.
"I'll take it." He said to us and we all looked at eachother in relief. I sighed and lay down on the sofa that Luke had been lying on a minute ago.
This party was tomorrow.
I was taking Phoebe and all the other boys were taking their girlfriends. That was were the girls were today, they were dress shopping, whereas me and the boys were shopping for a suit.
Calum then went out of the changing room and paid for the suit and we all agreed that we would go and grab something to eat before we went home.
We walked down the street a little and found a restaurant. We looked at the menu outside and decided to go in. We dumped our things down at the side of the table and a waitress came over and we ordered food.
I felt my phone vibrate inside my pocket and I lifted out my phone and I saw it was a text from Phoebe. I smiled and read it and she asked whether I was at home. I texted her back saying that I would be home in an hour, as soon as I had some dinner.
We had got dinner and I drove home and I got out of my car and saw I had a missed call from Phoebe. I stuck my key into my lock and let myself into my house, switching on the hall light and stepping out of my shoes. I went into the living room and threw myself down on the sofa and I grabbed my Xbox controller, starting to play a game when I heard the doorbell ringing multiple times.
I lifted myself off the sofa and I opened the door and didn't even get a second before Phoebe ran into the house and shut the door, locking it behind her.
I blinked and I looked at Phoebe. Her eye makeup was smudged and she was visibly shaking.
"Hey." I said, coming towards her and she wrapped her arms around me and I rested my chin on top of her head. I pulled back, holding her at arms length and I shook my head.
"What happened?" I asked and she took a deep breath and explained to me what happened...
Phoebe's POV
Annie left me home from dress shopping and I thanked her, hopping out of her car. I hunted out my keys and I unlocked my door, going into my house. I went up to my bedroom and hung up my dress and I went downstairs, to the kitchen and I started to make myself some dinner.
I texted Michael and then I continued to make my dinner. I finished dinner, washed the dishes and I went into the living room to watch some TV.
I actually started to drift off to sleep and then a loud bang woke me up abruptly. I sat upright and looked about me. I waited for another minute, and muted the TV and I heard another loud bang.
"What the hell?" I said and I got up and opened the living room door.
I didn't call out to see if anyone was there, I felt too scared to.
Instead, I walked up the stairs quietly and I tip-toed down the hallway. I was opposite my own open bedroom door, when someone opened the door beside me. My heart leaped into my throat and I sprinted into my own bedroom and I slid myself under the bed.
My heart was hammering against my ribs and I looked out underneath my bed and I felt my breath catch in my throat as I saw a pair of feet, wearing heavy boots stop just at my bed. I covered my mouth with my hand, trying to keep him from hearing my shaky breaths.
Then, I saw his feet turn away and he headed out the door. I let my breath out slowly and let out a sigh of relief. But then, my happiness was short lived as I saw the feet turn back and he came back to the bed again. Tears sprung my eyes and I felt my heart start hammer.
I then saw him start to kneel, and before I knew it, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me out from underneath the bed.
I screamed loudly and I saw that he had a balaclava on, so I couldn't see his face. I tried to twist out of his hold, and when I couldn't, I kicked him in the knee and he let go of me, groaning loudly. I pushed him out of my way and I ran down the stairs, trying to get to the front door.
My hands shook as I tried to open the door and then someone wrapped their arms around my waist, pulling me back from the door.
"No!" I screamed and his leather gloved hand covered my mouth and I knew I had to get out his hold now. I didn't even want to know what he wanted with me.
I tried to get his arm to loosen around my waist, but it wasn't working, so I threw my head back into his face.
He yelled in pain and he dropped me on the floor. I scrambled off the floor and I sprinted down my front porch steps and in no time I ran up the steps to Michael's.
I kept my finger pressing on the doorbell, as more tears sprung to my eyes, and I checked behind me to see if the man was there, but he wasn't.
I then heard a click of a lock and Michael opened the door. I pushed through the door, turning around and locking his door. I then collapsed against the door, sliding down it and Michael pulled me off the ground and I wrapped my arms around him.
"What happened?" Michael whispered, cupping my face in his hands and I sniffed and I shook my head.
"There was someone in my house... they... they grabbed me and they..." I shook my head, as some tears fell down my face and Michael kissed the top of my head, squeezing me tightly.
"Did they hurt you?" He asked me and I shook my head, wiping my face with my hands.
"Do you want me to go check it out?" He asked and I shook my head, holding on to him.
"No, Michael. Please." I said and he nodded, and he lifted out his phone.
"Well, I'll phone the police then." He said and he motioned for me to sit in the living room, while he did so.
I wrapped my arms around me and tried to control my shaky breaths. Why did someone try to attack me? Did that have something to do with my lights a few nights ago?
"I phoned them." Michael said and he joined me on the sofa and he put his chin on top of my head.
"You can stay here tonight. The party tomorrow will take your mind off this, I promise you, I won't let anything happen to you." He said and I nodded, resting my head on his chest.
But if I thought tonight was one of the scariest things that has happened, I was about to be mistaken.
Hey guys! Hopefully you'll like this so far! The party is coming soon! Also, who do you think was in Phoebe's house? Love you guys!
