Michael x Noah 🙏

54. ~Surprise~

This is the last chapter of angst before a happy chapter I swear!!!

Michaels pov:
I hear a knock on the bedroom door again like I have for a the past three weeks.
"Come in..." I tell whoever was knocking. It was mostly Hannah.

Just as I thought, Hannah walks in.
"You wanna go to the mall?" She asks me.
"Why?" I ask her.
"I wanna spend time with you. And I think a walk around the mall will be good for your mental health." She answers.
"I don't really wanna go out..." I say quietly.
"Please. I'm worried..." she says softly.
I hate when people worry about me. I hate the feeling. "Fine." I finally agree.
"Yay! I'll give you space to get ready."

I sit up, stretching before getting out of bed. Hannah walks out of the room so I could get ready.

I look through my section in the wardrobe for sweatpants since Noah's don't fit. The I head over to Noah's closet and pick out another hoodie.
I look in the mirror and ruffle my hair until it looks like it's normal self.

I walk out of the room and to the living room where Hannah was waiting.

"There we go. How does it feel to be nice and ready for the day?" She asks with a genuinely sweet smile.
"Good, I guess." I respond.
"Well, let's go then." She grabs my cold hand and leads us outside to her car.

"I'm so excited!! And why don't we get you some of your own clothes?" She suggests.
"No..." I say, declining the offer.
"Why not? I was gonna pay." She says.
"I wanna stay with you Noah's clothes."
"If you really want..." she says slow and quiet.

Finally, we arrive at the mall. Hannah parks her car and quickly gets out, running over to my side and pulling me out. Her face filled with nothing but excitement.

"Come on! I love the mall! We have to go into every store!" She starts pulling me down the road, off to the entrance of the mall.
"Woah! Calm down!" I say.
"Nope!" She laughs, pulling me into the food court.

"Okay, listen. If I ask you what you want, I know you won't answer." She starts, making me sit down. "So I'm gonna get us something and you're gonna eat it." She walks off.
I sit back in my own, looking around at all the random people sitting in the same food court. I look around until I see someone I swear looks very familiar.

I quickly look back at the person, getting a better look.
"Who..." I whisper to myself before getting interrupted by Hannah slamming g the food down on the table, having a seat herself.
"I got me a steak and cheese sub and you some orange chicken. You literally are the most picky eater I have ever met." She jokes around.

I play around with my food, pushing it to the sides or picking g it up with my fork but not eating it.
I hear Hannah breathe before taking my fork and shoving a piece in my mouth.
I look at her, swallowing the chicken before laughing.

After we ate, Hannah dragged us to a clothing store.
"I'm gonna go look in the men's section." I let her know before walking off to find an escalator since the men's section was upstairs.

Once I'm upstairs, I go straight for the hoodies, looking through the ones that could never compare to Noah's hoodies.

This feels weird. Who was that person in the food court. Am I over exaggerating? I can't be. I know them. Why do I feel like this? I've had this feeling before... it's like... I'm being watched...

I've taken too many chances when feeling watched before to not do anything. I quickly turn around but as I face forward, I felt someone grab me. That someone being...
I looked up to get their face.

Mason! The person in the food court was Mason! My horrible ex! He's the one grabbing me! I start to struggle in his arms but his grip only becomes tighter.

"Ah, isn't this nice, Mikey?~" he says, leaning down to my level. I look away from him.
"Let's go somewhere private." He says, grabbing my chin with his right hand so I had to look at home before letting go and pulling me to the restrooms.

The restroom was a single person one so he shut the door and locked it, leaving us two together.
"Now, Mikey~" He says in his disgusting seductive voice.
"Get away from me! I hate you!" I yell at him.
"Now, that's no way to talk to your lover." He says.
"We aren't together! I'm married!" I say, squirming in his tight grip as he pins me to the wall.

There was a knock at the bathroom door. Mason turns to the door, saying the bathroom was occupied. While he was doing that, I pulled my phone out and very quickly send a help message on Life360 to Noah I don't know what i thought he was gonna do. He's literally not even here. I put my phone back quickly as he turns back around.

"We gotta make this quick, okay, Mikey." He says as he presses his crusty lips against my own.
I tried to push him off but I couldn't.

I quickly kicked him in the crotch. He stumbles backward, his face grimacing in pain. I take this as an opportunity and run to the door, quickly unlocking it and running to find Hannah.

I find Hannah with a dress in her hand.
"W-we need to go! Now! Please!" I say quickly.
"Woah, woah! Slow down! You're crying!" She puts the dress back and puts a hand on my shoulder.
"No! We need to go! Please! I don't wanna be here!" I yell but not too loud.
"Okay, let's go. But you need to tell whatever just happened to someone. Maybe tell Noah?" She suggests.
"I will... but we need to go."

We both walk out to the car, getting in and driving away.

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