After the phone rang twice, I got to answer.
"Hello?"
"Y/N, I did something bad" the tone of Michael's voice expressed concern and he sounded like he was crying. I inmmediately became worried as well.
"What happened?"
"I-I don't know it all happened to fast and I didn't know what I was doing I was just-" he was tripping on his own words so I cut him off
"Okay, Mikey calm down, I'm not understanding"
"I-I need to leave" he said serious.
"What do you mean?" I frowned.
"They're gonna come after me. Oh god, what have I done?" I could hear how he was running his hand through his hair. "I gotta go, I'm so sorry baby. Y/N, I love you. If someone asks you about me, don't say anything, you hear me?" his breathing increased fast and confusion filled up my head.
"Michael, you're really fucking scaring me. What is going on?" I started to raised your voice.
"I killed someone." The beeping sound now filling my ears.
Sould I make this a fanfic?
YES? NO? MAYBE?
