Reading those tweets made me bawling my fist, I fucking hate Jaylinn! And to bring it all up now, 3 years later! "You okay?" Michael asked, coming back from the showers, "I..." I started but soon realising lying wasn't gonna make it better. "No" I said, looking down at my bawling fist. Michael pulled me out of the chair, sat down on it himself and pushed me on his lap. "What's wrong?" He whispered, his arms tightly wrapped around my body, making me feel safe. I didn't say anything, I just handed him my phone, he read the tweets before pushing the power button and throwing it on the ground. "I love you, alright? Only you" he whispered in my ear, I relaxed a bit more. "And my mom and dad, the band and the nice fans... but it's about you, so we'll just forget about them for now" he continued. "I just don't understand" I said, looking at my hands. Sighing Michael took his phone, typed something and then showed it to me.
Michael5sos:
I never understood why 'fans' hate on our loved once
"Have I ever told you how perfect you are?" I asked, laying my hand on his, that were still wrapped around my waist. "No" Michael said, kissing my cheek. "You are fucking perfect" I smiled.
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FanficI've been making YouTube videos with my brother for years But I never expected that one 'q&a' video would change everything.
