Safely // M.C.

Hold Me. (10)

He stopped playing video games and leaned back on the bed beside me. I nuzzled myself into him.

"You smell like me." He whispered in my ear. I smiled against his neck and slowly fell asleep.

--3 AM--

"Stupid bitch!" My father screamed as he flung me across the room. I clenched my stomach as he kicked it a lot.

He then grabbed my throat and clenched so hard that I couldn't breathe.

"Daddy, stop. Please..." I begged. He didn't stop.

I sat up quickly and lost track of my breath. I clenched my throat. I felt Michael sit up beside me before wrapping his arms around me.

He pulled me onto his lap. I wrapped my legs around him whilst he whilst he rocked back and forth.

He hummed a tune in my ear.

I slowed my breathing and held onto the back of his neck. He kept humming while his grip tightened around my hips.

I didn't want to let go of him, but he didn't either.

"Michael, I'm s-sorry for waking you up." I said, between sobs.

"Sh," He said, continuing to rock me and hold me.

I gently fell back asleep.

--next morning--

I opened my eyes and saw Michael laying beside me. He looked so calm and quiet.

I just laid there for a moment, watching him. He looked so peaceful.

He shifted under the duvet and placed his arm on my hip, making sure that I was still there.

I smiled quietly. I tangled my legs with his and felt him take a large deep breath and open his eyes.

They were the brightest green that I ever seen on him.

"Good morning," I said to him. He groaned and touched my face. I smiled at his touch before he then sat up on the bed.

I did too, he rubbed his tired eyes. He was so adorable.

"Ugh," He croaked. I laughed and rubbed his back, before leaning my head against his shoulder.

"Can we just have a lazy day with video games and cuddles?" He asks. I nod and then he requests that we do a twitcam.

"No, I don't have any makeup on. Let me put some on first." I begged, attempting to get up but he grabbed my hand and wouldn't let up.

"No, you will nor wear makeup. You're too beautiful for it." He said, taking my hair down from the bun and playing with it.

I loved when he played with my hair.

I sighed and nodded.

He turned on the webcam and began the twitcam.

"Guys, lemme know if it's working." He said, everyone commented saying that it was working. A lot of the comments were about me.

"Who are you? Tell everyone who you are." He said, I felt awkward.

"My name is Julianne and I'm Michael's friend."

"Yes you are." He smiled at me. I smiled back at him and we went on answering questions.

I texted Ashton and told him to go get the boys and come over.

I then realized that I didn't have any makeup on still. I hid behind Michael.

"The boys are coming. Can I put makeup on now?!" I asked. He shook his head quietly.

I sighed.

"He won't let me put any makeup on." I complained to the webcam. I then saw a comment that really hurt my feelings.

'Let her go put it on, she looks like a cow.'

It made me wanna throw up. Michael noticed something was wrong with me, but he didn't see the comment.

"What's wrong?" He asked, looking into my eyes. I got lost in his before blinking and answering, "Nothing. I'm fine."

He ignored me and I knew that he knew I was lying.

Ashton bursts throw the door and pummeled me! I screamed as he jumped and tackled me onto the floor.

"Hello! The party has arrived!" He yelled from on top of me.

"Jesus Ash! For such a fit guy, you're fat!" I said, through gritted teeth. He climbed off me and helped me up off the ground. All of us climbed onto Michael's bed and talked to the twit cam.

There were more hate comments but I acted like they didn't hurt my feelings.