Safely // M.C.

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Julianne's POV:

-2 months later-

"This song is dedicated to an old friend of mine. You know who you are." Michael said, before beginning to strum his guitar.

I watched him on the computer strum away and begin singing a song titled, 'Wherever you are'. It brought me to tears.

Ever since we broke things off, me and Michael haven't spoken. I've been dating Isaac.

He was a wonderful boyfriend and sweet and funny, but he wasn't the one. I didn't feel the spark that I did with Michael.

"Babe," I heard Isaac say from my bathroom. He was brushing his teeth. I shut the laptop quickly before he noticed.

"Yeah?" I asked, standing up.

"Give me kisses." He said, I admit he was a good kisser but not as good as Michael. I giggled and kissed him. We both changed our clothes into our work clothes and then headed to work together.

I then, started to fold more shirts and clean some things up. I felt someone hug me from behind. I was remembering the way that Michael hugged me.

But it was Isaac.

"Dinner tonight. Nandos." That also almost put me in tears. Michael's favorite resturaunt. I agreed though and acted like nothing happened.

-after work-

I hadn't had a fun night out in weeks and I needed one.

I pulled on my dress and then went back out the table from the background. I sat at the table and we both ordered.

"Damn, you look sexy baby." He said, touching my leg under the table. I felt so uncomfortable. He made me so uncomfortable.

I moved his hand away but he kept it there on my thigh. Our drinks came and I took a long sip of my water.

We started to engage in a really boring conversation and then I heard his laugh. I heard Michael's laugh.

It was close. I know his laugh. Ans then he started to talk. I knew his voice. I looked around carefully scanning the room, but I couldn't find it.

I didn't notice that Isaac's hand had made it's way higher.

"I need to go outside for a moment. Please excuse me." I said, standing quickly and stepping outside.

I met a pair of dark brown eyes. Ashton. I hugged him tightly and he hugged me too.

"Oh my god. Julianne. Oh my, does Michael know you're here?" He asked. I shook my head.

"He can't know. You can't tell him. Don't do that to him!" I begged, careful making sure he wasn't anywhere near the windows.

"Okay, I won't tell him. Okay? I won't tell him." Ashton said, hugging me again. I walked around the cirner onto the bench.

I took a seat and wiped my smeared my mascara that I smeared whilst I cried.

"Here," I knew his voice. I knew the way he sounded when he spoke. It was Michael.

I looked up and found him standing there aith a wet paper towel.

"Michael," I whispered as he took a seat beside me and wiped the mascara.

"Why are you crying?" He asked, carefully dabbing the black catastrophy.

"Because, that's what I do." I said, moving his arm away.

"I don't like when you cry." He stated, looking at me. I loved the way he looked at me.

"Me either." I whispered, using the paper towel and getting the rest off.

"Now, go inside and finish that date." He said, standing and helping me stand off the bench.

I nodded and could see the way that Michael was looking at me.

"Julianne.?" Isaac said, coming around the corner. Michael found the awkwardness and left around the corner.

"Hey, Isaac. Sorry, I just needed a break." I told him. He nodded and then came in front of me.

He grabbed my hips and slammed me against the wall. His lips crashed into mine and he gripped my hips tighter. I knew he would leave bruises.

"Isaac, stop. Stop. Stop!" I screamed into the kiss. He gripped at the bottom of my dress and began lifting it higher. I kneed him in the balls and heard tires screeching.

"Get in, now." Michael said, from the front seat of a Range Rover. I nodded and did as he said. I felt so violated.

We drove and drove and drove until it was dark and cold. Suddenly, he pulled off to the side of the road and got out of the car.

He then opened the back and laid the seats down. He then took off his shirt and threw it at me.

"Here, put this on." He the turned around and let me change without him seeing. I pulled my hair up and took off my heels.

I climbed into the back and laid there. He threw a blanket at me, before climbing into the back with me.

We laid there quietly for a moment. I missed the way that he held me.

"Michael, I'm freezing." My lips quivered as I said that sentence. He edged closer to me and cuddled with me.

It was the first good night sleep that I'd had in over three months.