"Beautiful" (Omegaverse Michael x Noah)

~23~ "Camcorder."

(This chapter contains: Attempted Rape, abusive relationships, drugs, and an asshole named Liam, proceed with caution.)

~POSI~

"Guess what I foundddd!" I announced as I walked into the living room holding a box containing the last of my stuff from my old place. Everyone else looked at me, Noah and Michael on the couch, Rose and Alex on the love seat and Lily awkwardly standing against the wall.

"Photos of Michael and I from high school." I smirked, pulling up another small box as Noah's eyes lit up, Michael only glared at me, "You bitch." He hissed, standing up to try and grab the box as I held it above his head.

"I need to see this." Noah walked up to me, leaning over to see what was in the box, everyone else gather around as Michael whined about how embarrassing it was. "You know those photos also have you in your little "fuck the world" phase." He crossed his arms, I opened up the box.

"Like I ever left that phase. Also, you were so cute in middle school."

"You said these were high school."

"Maybe a bit of both." I shrugged, picking up a photo of Michael and I from 8th grade, showing the group. It was a selfie I took while Michael piggybacked me, I remember struggling to get a good picture because I have weak legs and Michael kept falling.

"Awhhh!" Rose squealed, practically jumping up and down. Michael couldn't help smiling just the tiniest bit, "Okay that was fun, but I still hate myself in all of these photos." He mumbled, snatching the photo from me to keep.

"Next~ Michael and I when we would walk home together and he'd always be pissed off but never told me whyyy." I said in a singsongy voice, the photo showed Michael death glaring the camera as we walked home. "You were pissed off at everybody for a few years there."

"People kept giving me reasons to be." He mumbled, grabbing another photo of himself and I when we were at school in the cafeteria, me with a tray of food stuffing my face with those awful fries while Michael laid his head on his arms and stared at the camera with clouded over eyes. Behind him was his boyfriend at the time Liam, eating a piece of fruit.

"Ew Liam." I grabbed the photo from him, "I thought I got rid of all the photos with him." I ripped up the photo and placed it back in the box, "Who's Liam?" Lily asked, leaning on the back of the couch.

"Asshole guy I dated.." Michael yawned, bringing his knees up to his chest. I found my old camcorder in the bottom of the box and turned it on, surprised it still had charge. The first video was me fumbling around with it in my bedroom one night with Michael, the other was us walking down the street, Liam following behind.

"Posi and Michael's true crime, what's your crime Michael?" Young, high school me giggled in the background of the video, pointing the camera at Michael as he walked with his hands in his pockets, Liam right next to him.

"Do you think true crime is just people being honest about the crimes they did?" He smiled, hitting Liam's hand away when he tried to touch him.

"That doesn't answer my question, CONFESS." Young me screamed.

"I stole 20 bucks from my mum last night." He chuckled, looking down at the sidewalk.

"She's a bitch anyways." Liam mumbled.

"You two should get along then." I said from behind the camera, god I remember how much I absolutely hated him but I didn't want to hurt Michael's feelings.