Make me beautiful~ M.C Fanfiction

Chapter 10

We opened the large steal door. The cool air conditioning sent chills down our bodies and gave us light goosebumps.
Ashton and I walked side my side to the reception desk.
"Michael Clifford" I stated.
She nodded and lead me towards the rooms. She opened his door and we both stepped inside.
"Michael?" I said whilst she closed the door behind us.
"What!" He said bluntly
"You not glad to see us?" I asked slightly hurt at the lack of communication and enthusiasm he gave us.
He turned around and gave us a slight smile each
"I can't go back to prison!" He said after silence for 5 minutes.
"What do you mean. Back?" I said stubbornly. He never told me he was arrested before.
"I was arrested before for possession of drugs!" He almost shouted. Ashton pulled me back slightly as she stood from his chair and kicked it across the room.
"Shit mikey, you really are in shit" I worded that incorrectly
"Don't you think I know that." His pupils were dilated and blood shot. He stunk of alcohol from the night before. was he high still? But how? Drugs don't last for that long? He must have them on him.
"Michael if you have drugs on you, give them to me NOW!" I almost shouted this. Ashton held me back. Michael looked over to us and started laughing
"You. You think I'm just going to give you them" he laughed hysterically once again. "It's all a game blur. You see? I have them, you know that. You want them off of me, so now... you have to find them."  He laid on his bed. I left the room and the police station. Ashton ran behind me seconds later. He brought me into a long, loving hug, resting his chin onto my head. When we let go of each other we drove back to his. Not saying a word.
We got out and went straight into the door. His mum greeted us both with hellos before we both went up into his room.
I'm not the sort of person to cry. I never do but this for some reason got to me. Their going to lock my best friend up in prison.

My heart began to race and I felt rush of panic go through me. Ashton was downstairs getting something, I began to panic even more and I was now crying too. Tears were falling quickly from my eyes, not even trying to hold them back this time. I sat on his floor in the fetus position gently.
I hear someone walk in, I hoped it was Ashton but it wasn't. I think it was his sister Lauren.
"Hey, hey calm down" I here her say, steadying her breathing to allow me to copy her. She done this for a second before Ashton ran up the stairs.
"What the fuck you doing in my room!" He shouts
"She was having a panic attack so I helped her" she replies softer than Ashton's tone, helping me not panic anymore.
Ashton jumped over the bed as quick as he could and sat next to me. He brushed all the hair away from my face as Lauren then tied it into a messy bun. Ashton turned me to face him. We sat in the "scissoring position," this is what we call it when we sit like (<>)
(that was meant to represent their legs and how they sit on the floor)
"Sit like this blur, come on babe. Get oxygen into your lungs" he said with a soft tone, relaxing me.
I looked into his eyes. They were of a worrying state. I could see that he was scared, no only for me but for Michael. They were best friends, anything to happen to him would kill Ashton. He was staying strong for me at this moment but I knew he wanted to scream too.

I calmed down a lot and Ashton let me sleep in his bed for a bit. I stripped to my underwear and grabbed another one of Ashton's shirts to sleep in, they were baggy and beautifully warm and comfortable to sleep in.

I woke up a couple hours later. It was dark now and I had no idea of the time. I got up and walked down stairs. No one was up so it must have been late. I walked around and tried to find the bathroom as I was dying to go. I knew the bathroom was down stairs somewhere past the kitchen and through another hallway. I walked slowly, trying to find my self around  when I stubbed my toe on the counter of the kitchen top.
"Fuck!" I cursed. The pain of my toe caused me to sit down for a second. I only sat for a little bit when the living room lamp came on and Ashton stood up.
"Ash!" I whisper shouted
"Hello?" He whispered back confused
"Its blur you dickhead" I said back, A little louder
"Blur, what the fuck?" Ashton asked, still confused. He was searching around for me so I stood up and walked towards him.
"I was trying to find the bathroom" I laughed/ whispered.
"I'll take you" he breathed. He lifted me over his shoulder knowing I couldn't scream for help as it was the middle of the night.
After I went to the bathroom we sat on the sofa and put my favourite movie on the cat in the hat.
"Why did you sleep down here?" I asked questionably
"Well urm- you looked really good sleeping and urm- I didn't want to wake you" he says slowly, making sure I heard ever word he said.
I smiled widely and planted a small kiss on his cheek. We watched the rest of the movie and headed to bed, both of us.

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