Save me(a Michael Clifford love story)

Chapter 3

Michael lead me to their limo my cheeks still stained with tears.Michael keeps his hand on my back as we sit in the limo. I hold my head trying to block out the pounding. I look at my wrist slightly bruised and bleeding from the individual nail imprints from my mother. I see Michael look over at me in the corner of my eyes. His eyes were full of ..... Sympathy no ......pity. I feel anger in the pit of my stomach I don't want people's pity.

"Bell.....are you okay."

"Y-yeah I'm fine." i don't look at him. The one person that has always made me smile I wont look at.

"Bell we will be at the hotel in ten minutes then we will clean you up okay?" Ashtons voice says

I nod.

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We pull up to the hotel I look at in amazment. Its a five star hotel.

"Hey Bell put on my sweatshirt." I hear Micheal say.

"W-what w-why."

"It's just a percausin...." Ashton says.

"A percausin for w-what?"

"The fans can be pretty firce."

"Okay... I guess"

Michael hands me his sweatshirt and I put it on his sent fill my nose.This is what I've always wanted,but I know it can't be true this thing can never happen.
Michael opens the limo door and the sound of screaming fans fills my ears. Before we leave the limo Michael turns and faces me.

"Put the hood on please."

I do as he says and then we exit the limo and walk to the hotel. On the way inside I hear a lot of

"your lucky I wish I was there" and "congrats girl have fun" but right as we are about to walk through the limo door I hear

"Michael is mine bitch stay away."

Before I can turn around to see where the voice came from I get pulled into the hotel.
The doors of the hotel close muffling the sound of the fans.
"Michael is mine Bitch stay away" it keeps playing over and over in my head.

"Earth the bell you alright." I hear Ashton's voice. I look up at him.

"Hmm?"

"I said you alright rooming with Michael there was a mix up at the desk and we only got 2 rooms."
A blush covers my face at the thought of sharing a room with Michael Clifford.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Come on bell lets go up and clean you up"

I nod and we go the elevator and head up to our room. It is absolutely beautiful there is a master bath two queen sized beds with silk bedding.

"This room must be so expensive" I say turning to Michael.

"we had to have the best for you."

"no you ---"

"sush let's go clean you up."

"O-okay..."
Michael takes my hand and walks us to the bathroom. "Michael I want to thank----"

"no no I said shh." he smiles "Now sit on the counter so I can clean you up"
"O-okay" I sit up on the counter and Michael gets a first aid kit. As he start pulling out the stuff for my wounds he says
"Did your mom do that often."
I look down. Am I ready to tell someone I barley know what has happened in my life. the abuse the hate the harm. I mean I know him but that was just interviews and stalking his social media.
"Bell its okay you don't have to tell me."
He lifts my chin. I then realize my cheeks are wet with tears. He wipes my tears away with his thumb. He then brings me to his chest and I start crying harder. This is the person who I've been dreaming to see in person. This is the person who saved me.