"YOU KNOW WHAT Y/N?! IM SICK OF THIS IM OUT OF HERE!!" Michael yells at you, throwing his hands up in rage and looking at you with an anger in his eyes you've never seen in him before.
"WHAT THE FUCK MICHAEL?! YOU'RE JUST GOING TO BAIL ON US NOW?!" You scream back at him, following him as he walks into your shared bedroom and starts packing his stuff. The tears are starting to cloud your vision as you watch him taking his things. The realisation that this is real and happening hits you when he takes Daniel and shoves him in his bag. He's left before in a fit of rage but has only ever packed overnight things and has come back the next day. He never takes Daniel though.
"Mikey...?" You whisper, suddenly distraught at the thought of him leaving. But he's already left the room. You run down the stairs and see him in the hallway near the front door.
"SERIOUSLY YOU'RE LEAVING?!" You scream, suddenly furious that he thought he had the right to leave and blame this on you.
"YES!! IM SICK OF THIS BULLSHIT!!" He yells right back at you.
"FINE, LEAVE THEN!!" You scream throwing the door shut behind him. You sink to the ground against the door, hot tears streaming down your cheeks, sobs closing your throat. In a fit of rage you whip your phone out and delete his contact from your phone.
After several minutes you slowly look at your phone, realising that you didn't know his number and you had just deleted it.
"Fuck," you mumble to yourself, knowing now that you had no way of contacting Michael if you need to.
MICHAEL'S POV (hashtag plot twist)
I dial her number for the millionth time, silently begging in my head that she'll pick up and greet me in that sing song voice of hers.
"Please Y/N, please pick up!" I say to myself, looking up at the ceiling. Her voicemail rings out from the phone, making me slam my head onto the table and groan. I know leaving her was wrong, I know that, but could she please just pick up the phone. Finally I just deiced to send her a text, knowing that she'd read it even if she doesn't answer it.
To: Y/N <3
Hey babe, I'm so so fucking sorry about what happened between us it's just that I was pissed and you know I make stupid decisions when I'm mad. Please let me come back home I miss you so much princess.
I love you don't ever forget that.
Love Mikey <3
KIND OF 3RD PERSON POV? (are these plot twists blowing your mind?)
Little did he know that his text messages were sending and being received. Except they weren't being read. Little did he know that your phone was repeatedly buzzing in your hand as you lay lifeless on the road - your heart not beating anymore. Little did he know that you're last moments were spent thinking about him and how hurt you were. Little did he know that those sirens he could hear were meant for you, even though everyone knew there was nothing anyone could do. Little did he know that if that drunk driver had swerved a little later, Y/N would be in his arms right now and everything would be fine.
If only he knew.
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Hello my unicorns!
First off can I just say a massive thank you for 15k reads
I love you guys so much.
And second of all MY ROWYSO CONCERTS TOMORROW AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
As you can tell I'm freaking out but don't worry I'll post an update On the concert or y'all,
I Think I may actually forget how to breathe at the concert. Is that normal?
Anyways thank @ScaryWhatASmileHides for this idea it fucked with my emotions
Love you guys
Remember hugs not drugs
Peace out
-sky xx
