NoahXMichael Au's<3

Bullied AU part 4

Requested and idea by - @UrAverageaJoeIsHere
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Noah's pov:
I guess this was somewhat progress.

What i meant was because trying to make Michael go to sleep was like putting a toddler to bed, that boy was beating me up, he was just screaming at me, repeatedly bashed my head in, pulled half my hair out, i know he was having mental breakdown but my god, he finally knocked out though.

He didn't want to sleep in my bed though, for reasons i understood why, so i kept him on top of me instead since he was beating the fuck out of me, but also didn't want to let go of me.

It looked like this was his first time sleeping by the looks of it, his eye bags were dark and huge.

It didn't help that when he woke up he started tackling me down again, i forgot how strong he actually was, maybe not as strong as me, but he was getting better, plus it's not like I'm gonna actually hit him.

"Why am i here? Did you kidnap me you crazy freak?" he ragged out more strands of my hair

"Michael, relax." i coughed when he kicked my stomach

"No! Don't tell me to relax, not after what you did, don't ever." he slaps me, getting off of me, only to launch half of my stuff at me

"How do you have this much energy?" i sighed, catching some things

"Just shut up already! Why am i here?"

"Because you were drunk and almost got ran over." i tried walking over to him as he huddles himself into a corner, not being able to breathe.

"So? Why does it matter to you? Do i need to remind you of what you've been doing?" he's about to throw a vase at me when i finally give up on him, grabbing hold of the vase i snatch it off him, grabbing hold of his wrists and stepping onto his feet, he's pushed up against the wall, trying to break free.

"Stop, breathe, I'm not letting go until i know your not going mad."

"Fuck you!" he spat, sliding down onto the floor, i sit next to him, keeping his hands behind his back with one hand and holding onto his ankles with my other, till he starts to cry.

At least he's not screaming? Because my god did my ears start to crackle.

He gives up, leaning his head on my bicep, managing to break free, he doesn't decide to choke me, instead he's just cuddling onto my arm, i lift him onto my lap, letting him cry his eyes out as i rubbed his back.

I yawned, the no sleep suddenly hitting me, but my focus really isn't on sleeping, more onto him.

"Listen, I'm sorry, okay?" i whisper

"No, shut up, your not sorry."

"You don't know what actually happened."

"I don't care."

"You do."

"I don't."

"I didn't want to actually break up with you." i admit anyways

"Too late, don't care." he sniffled

"My parents forced me to."

"Liar."

"Not lying, stop interrupting."

I could feel him rolling his eyes, my hands staying strictly around his waist, despite the fact he's not budging anytime soon from how tightly he's holding onto me, he's still, content, i think.