Your P.O.V
"No Michael, don't go!" You yell as Michael walks out the door.
"I'm sorry, Babe. It's for the best of us, and the mates." He says and leaves you as he walks out the door. You sink to the ground as tears fill your eyes.
"Mikey, please" You say, your voice cracked and faded away. Your mouth was full of the salty goodness you haven't tasted since Michael and you got together. By now, that record is gone. Michael was the only one you loved, and Luke hated to see you down. Especially since you're his little sister...
You hear his car as he drives off. You didn't want to get back up but you did running to the bathroom. You looked in your drawers and found the sharp piece of metal that once began became your only friend. You pull up your sleeves and see the scars that remain left on your pail body and you start sliding, one..by one...by one... Soon your eyes became very watery and you washed your arm off as you heard Luke get home. You very quickly rolled down your sleeve and walked out of the bathroom.
"(Y/N)" Luke yelled from the halls echoing into your ears, you begin to worry as you hear the panic in his voice. "(Y/N)" He finally says and grabs your hand and pulls you to the car outside.
"What the hell is going on Luke?" You ask.
"It's Michael, he got in a car accident..." He says and drives off, once again your eyes begin to water up and you taste that saltiness.
"No... No please," You whimper as you take your sleeve and wipe off your eyes, but the tears don't stop.
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You finally arrive at the hospital.
Luke rushes you and him to the front desk. "Michael Clifford." Luke stutters.
"Yes, room.... wait, are you Luke Hemmings?" The lady asks.
"Yes I am, uhm, friends of Michael, let us in the room." He orders.
"Yes, room 158" She says and you and Luke get to Michaels room.
You look into the window and see nurses treating him, his body pale and bloody, half of his head in a cast.
The doctors let you and Luke in and you start bawling your eyes out as you see him.
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Its been 2 hours and the guys had left but you stayed, he hasn't woken up yet. Until now. Your head was rested on his bed. As you were about to fall asleep Michael ran his hand through your hair.
"(Y/N)" He whispered softly. You looked at him and hugged his warm body.
"Michael, oh my god your okay." You cry into his chest.
"Yes, I'm okay, I'll always be okay, I'm sorry, I love you." He said and kissed you.
"I'm glad you're okay." You say and smile.
"Don't worry about me baby, I'll never leave you, I love you." He feels your wrists. "What happened? Did you do it again?" He asks worriedly.
"Y-yes" You stutter. He kisses your scars and rests his head. You look at the thing that tells his heart rate and its almost going flat. "No, No Michael please!" You yell. "Michael please no!"
"I love you, (Y/N), I always will." He says as the line goes flat.
Nurses and Doctors rush in as your pulled to the side and watch the one you love the most die.
A/N so this was written by Runnaway_Angel I asked her to write me a short story one night, that's what she wrote. Thanks for being a amazing friend Kylee.
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