Blurs PoV:
I was watching the rest of the movie with the guys. The movie was really funny and we couldn't stop ourselves from shedding tears.
A little bit towards the end of the movie I got a phone call. It was from an unknown number. I excused myself from the room and took the call just outside. I answered it and it was my ex. David. He told me that he wanted to talk everything through and that he was coming over tomorrow. I said to him not to come and how I didn't want to talk anything through with him. He told me how I needed to be at home all day tomorrow otherwise he would be out looking for me.
I was already shook up from the events with Michael but now I am in true fear. I didn't want to see him? Why the fuck does he think it's a good idea to come back after a month and think we can "talk it through?"
I hung up the phone call as quickly as I could. I didn't want to talk to him and I didn't want him at my house.
He continued to call over and over again. When I finally answered he was telling me how he was on his way over now and how if I wanted to act like a baby, I will be treated like one. What the fuck does that mean?Fear brought over me suddenly and I wasn't sure how to react. My phone was being clogged with text messages and phone calls that was making it near impossible to use.
I didn't know what to do so I ran out. I knew Michael and Luke were outside but I needed to get back and think through what's going to happen.
I ran outside. Phone in my hand. I repetitively bashed it against the floor to stop any calls and texts he may have left and to stop any way of him him tracing me.
My hands, in a glove of blood. I wasn't sure if it was cause by the breaking of the glass and broken plastic or the impact of the bashing but I ended up stopping.
Luke got out of the car and called for me, pulling me away. I didn't calm down or stop, I just began to run. I didn't know if I was going home or I was just running for the sake of it but I knew I needed to run. I hear Michael calling for me eagerly so I decided to pick up my pace. I didn't know what to think, do, or even say, everything happened so fast that I couldn't control what was going to happen next.
I started to slow down when Michael suddenly grabbed my waist to bring me closer and to stop me from running off. I struggled for a second as he then tightened his grip on me. I didn't bother to move so I just rapped myself around him. He hugged me back even tighter, making me feel protected and away from my problems.
He looked at me, like he always does with loving eyes. But this time I felt something too. He started brushing the faded blue hair out of my face to reveal his. His eyes red and puffy. Obviously been crying. He was shaking, I'm guessing with anger. He then asked softly
"Blur babe, what the fuck happened" I looked away, anger grew in his eyes as he spoke up again
"who the fuck do I need to kill?"
A slight load of fear struck me at his choice of words but I soon felt calm and protected. I knew nothing bad could ever happen to me, just as long as I had him near.I told him what happened. The anger grew more and more with every word I said. It didn't take long to explain but I could see Michael was as angry as he could ever be.
"He's not coming anywhere near you or our house!" He screamed. I still enjoyed the way he added 'our house.'
I told him to calm and that if he comes near us that I would call the police. Michael nodded and offered me a hand up, as we were sitting on the floor. He took a look at my hand to find that it was still bleeding. He dialled Luke's number to come fetch us as we ran quite far from his.
Luke got here in record time and drove us back. We went into his bathroom and began to clean up my blood stained hand to see the real damage I had caused.
No real bad cuts were there but we still bandaged it up. Luke gave me one of his shirts to wear as mine was full of blood. I changed into it and went back into the room where I was greeted to Calum and Ashton.
"Hey babe, whoah, what the fuck happened to you?" Ashton laughed. I held back my tears as I watch them play a video game.
I didn't hear a word about if I was okay or not from Ashton. Fuck, even Calum asked when he wasn't playing a turn.
Michael went home for a little bit to check to see if he was there. I told him not to as it takes 10 hours roughly to get from Melbourne to Sydney. But he insisted.
He got back about half an hour later along with my favourite stuffed animal that I had since I was a baby.
"Here you are Blur" Michael said sweetly, handing me over my turtle stuffed animal. I hugged him gently. Allowing him to make me feel safe.
"What the fuck is that Blur?" Ashton laughed, pointing towards my turtle.
"He's my stuffed animal?" I asked questionably, he had eyes and was able to see it.
"No I mean like why the fuck do you have a stuffed turtle bear thing?" He asked arrogantly.
"He makes me feel safe I guess" I whispered. I felt embarrassed after his remarks towards it.
"Isn't that my job" he laughed.
"Not really." I said stubbornly. He was being a dick so I did the same back. Only I have an excuse to be an arse-hole.Sorry it took so long to update but I was trying to write for my other fanfic too.
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