"I'm so glad we made this decision" Michael smiled, carrying the last box up to the house.
"Me too" I agreed. I opened the door for him since he was holding the box. He suddenly groaned, falling to the floor.
"Michael" I gasped, kneeling next to him, "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
"My back" he muttered, his arm twisting behind him.
"Ok just don't move" I instructed standing up.
"Wait where are you going?" He groaned again.
"I'm gonna go get Calum" I replied. I reluctantly left him there and went upstairs where I knew Calum would be.
"Hey y/n" he smiled.
"Downstairs quickly" I mumbled, pulling on his arm.
"What's going on?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"It's Michael" I whispered, walking faster.
"Y/n" Michael suddenly cried out.
"Right here baby" I said soothingly, rubbing his back slowly.
"It hurt so bad" he whispered, his eyes screwing shut.
"Help me move him to the couch" I told Calum. I helped Michael sit up so he was up on his knees.
"This hurts" he sucked in his breath.
"Can you stand?" I questioned. He quickly shook his head. Calum and I both put one of his arms around our shoulders and helped him get to his feet.
"Almost there Mike" I said. Calum and I supported his weight so we could get to the couch. He tore away from us and sat on the couch with tears in his eyes.
"Do you guys have one of those heating pad things?" Calum asked.
"Yeah" I nodded "I'll go get it"
"No" Michael muttered wrapping his hand around my wrist.
"It's in the bathroom upstairs" I said to Calum. He nodded as I turned back to Michael. I pushed his hair to the side and lightly kissed his forehead. He hummed, his grip on my hand tightening.
"Got it" Calum announced, holding it in the air. He plugged it in then handed it to me. I smiled and thanked him.
"Can you sit up Mikey?" I asked. He grunted but leaned forward slightly. I placed the pad on the couch and gently pushed him to lay down again.
"Thanks y/n" he whispered.
"Don't thank me I'm gonna go find you some medicine" I pecked his lips and went upstairs. When I came back I had a bottle of Motrin.
"How ya feeling bub?" I smiled, getting on my knees by the couch again.
"A little better" he nodded.
"This will help too" I smiled, handing him the right amount and some water.
"You're the best y/n" he smiled.
"Thanks" I chuckled "Now don't ever scare me like that again"
"Sorry" he laughed.
