Michael Clifford's secret lover

Save me from the crazies

Jake's P.O.V

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Oh god, i thought, that would be my alarm. 6:00am, i could start work at any other time but no it had to be 6 in the morning. It may not seem early to some but it is just too goddamn early for me.*** In case you, the reader, are curious of who i am, my name is Jake Warren, i'm 18, i have short spiky blond hair, and im shortish, and i'm...gay. DUN, DUN, DUUNNNNNNN!!! So yeah that's me. Anyway let's carry on with my morning shall we.***

I quickly leaped out of bed and pulled on my brown skinny jeans, black doc martens, and my grey cable knit jumper. I worked at the bookstore round the corner from our little worn down house. I grabbed my glasses and name tag and put them on. I checked the time and realized i had 15 minutes to get there. so i quickly run hair mousse through my hair and spiked it up, grabbed my black backpack and a bag of doritos and ran out my door to the book store. It was getting close to winter so the morning had a slight nip to it. I strolled along the grey pavement to the store and as i looked up for a second i caught a glimpse of a blur of blue running towards me. Then it hit me...literally. The blue blur ran straight into me and i fell back and landed on my butt. I noticed it was a tall blue haired boy who had ran into me. And he lifted his head up and i locked eyes and couldn't help but be mesmerized by the pool of blueness that were his eyes. We stayed there on the floor for what seemed like hours, me sitting up slightly with him on all fours with his face just centimetres away from mine. I soon regained control over my body and mind and began to talk...or stutter. "A-A-Are you o-okay?" i mumbled. "ur.....yeah" he replied and a rather attractive australian accent. the whole time i spent looking at him i felt like i had seen him somewhere before. Then i heard a bunch...no a stampede of girls screaming michael clifford and coming towards the blue haired boy. Then all of a sudden it clicked this was michael clifford from 5 seconds of summer. He looked at me with wide eyes and blurted out "save me from the crazies". Some how i understood what he meant and leapt up grabbing his hand, linking my fingers together with his and dragging him to the book store. I unlocked the door and he ran in before i'd even got a chance to take the key out. Once i was inside i locked the door from the inside so if any girls had seen him they couldn't get in. I found him behind the counter curled up on the floor. I crept round and pulled him into my lap and wrapped my arms around him. He was a stranger to me. I knew his name but not his life. But for some reason it just felt like it was my job to protect him and be his gaurdian angel. I felt him snuggle into my neck and felt a smile appear on his face. I whispered soothing words to him as i stroked his hair until he had calmed down from his what appeared to be a panic attack.  He sat up on my lap with red bloodshot eyes and a crooked smile. A small laugh left his lips and he brought an arm up to wipe his eyes of any tears threatening to fall. 

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just, it's hard getting used to the crazy fangirls running after you all the time."

"It must be pretty good being chased by all those girls though" i replied cheekily.

"Well not really"

"Well if i wasn't gay as fuck i'd be jealous" i said attempting to humour the cute boy still on my lap.

"Wait you're gay?"

"Yup...why?"

"No reason, just suprised"

After a few seconds i think he realized he was still on my lap and jumped off standing up and dusting off his black ripped skinny jeans. I stood up beside him and suddenly felt a surge of confidence and leaned forward and kissed his cheek. Before i could explain myself i could see his cheeks go bright red. "What was that for?" he asked, still blushing. "oh you know just to make sure you were okay,"i blurted out hoping he'd believe me when in reality i just wanted to kiss him. I led him to the door and unlocked it, quickly checking for any of the crazies before leading him outside. We both stood there awkwardly just staring at our shoes. I looked up and opened my mouth to say something but saw someone behind Michael coming towards me and i suddenly lost all my confidence. My old bully from high school and college had seen me and began to walk over. I silently cursed under my breath. And michael looked up at me with a worried expression on his face. Then Hannah, my old bully walked over and wrapped an arm around Michael and kissed his cheek, but they didn't fade to red as they did when i kissed him. And yes i was bullied by a girl, I'm a small, skinny, fragile, nerdy, gay boy, im an easy target for anyone. I hoped to god she wasn't dating him. But then i heard the words leave her mouth as she kept a deathly gaze upon me "hey mikey baby"

"Oh hey Hannah" michael replied half heartedly as if he didnt care for her as much as she thought he did. 

"Hey Jake, how's life?" she asked me sarcastically.

"It's great thanks, absolutely wonderful, nothing bad has happened whatsoever." I lied through gritted teeth.

"Well that's not what i hear." She replied.

"Oh what did you hear?" i asked her.

"Well it's going around that you tried to kill yourself, but failed miserably, apparently you cut all up your arms, is it true?" She asked. I looked down suddenly interested by my shoes. I felt tears beginning to fall, and my hands begin to shake."..........yes........it's true.......but i wouldn't have attempted it if it wasn't for a certain someone who made my life a living hell!" i began to yell. She slowly walked towards me and picked my arms up lifting up the sleeves and revealing a few week old cuts all up my arms. A small evil smile grew on her face and she looked proud. Proud that she had made me do this. I could see michael looked shocked and worried for me. Hannah turned round and began to drag michael away, probably to the other lads of 5sos, but he ran back to me, delved into his pocket and pulled out a pen. He grabbed my hand and flipped it over writing a phone number on my palm. It was his. "Call me or text me i don't care, i just wanna see you again," he whispered, so hannah didn't hear him, and winked at me and turned around and left me standing there shocked.