NoahXMichael Au's<3

Therapist AU part 3

Since the book got taken down, I'll have to start fresh and continue on from part two, there will be a remake of the book though soon, so stay tunedd.
Also i didn't realize on how kidish Noah actually acted, but Michael and Noah are both the same age as always, they're both twenty and immortal.
The only reason they act like they're different ages is due to maturity differences which I'll try make morr clear so people don't think Noah's a literal child.
I also remember when somebody raged at me for making the old book so short like oops??? I don't know if they still read my books though but this time i have a few more plots to add in so the book should be longerr x
Requested by - @JaeMarie886
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Noah's pov:
If fifteen year old me could time travel and check out the future and see five years later i hooked up with my therapist, i don't think he'd be very pleased.

But here i am anyways, enjoying life instead of hating it.

And those officers said i was too insane to live life.

Freaks.

I don't remember much about how my life was before i was rudely taken away by officers and shoved into a mental institution.

God those bitches treated me like an actual dog.

I wasn't crazy, just misunderstood.

See how this therapist took his time to actually understand me and that's why i haven't ripped his insides out?

But after a bit of research, Michael told me i had a personality disorder, called being a sociopath.

But he also said I'd been reacting well, i hope he understands it's because he's not treating me like an animal and actually more human.

I wasn't even crazy five years ago, it was just a mental breakdown.

The most i remember from the breakdown was i was protecting somebody, somebody i liked, dated, all i remember from the boy was his blue eyes, that always stayed in my head since.

The only thing that kept me going.

But somebody said something to the boy with blue eyes, it must've been bad because i fully flipped out, that's how the police got involved.

The boy with blue eyes was so angry with me, upset, his blue eyes were so sad but so full of frustration as he yelled at me everytime he came to visit.

Till one day he stopped.

I figured he gave up on me, but that shit broke my heart.

Which probably is the reason i got sent away because i flipped at some other guys there as well.

What can i say? I was fifteen and just lost the love of my life.

What's weird was how comfortable i got with this therapist, i couldn't really pick it out what it was, making me frustrated, something about him.

He had the exact same blue eyes as the boy.

Same shade, same size.

I turned to look at his sleeping face, counting his eye lashes.

The boy had twenty seven long eye lashes.

So did he.

Could it be?

Nah, it's stupid.

Michael stirs in my arms, his mouth falling open before it shuts, i hush him down as he relaxes again.