Fly Away Hero - Hercules

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Calum-

And if there is a mountain I can make it move
When the sky is falling I can hold it for you

You sat on your roof, tears in your eyes. You heard someone huffing and swearing as they climbed up next to you.

"Thought I would find you here," Calum said. He held out a beer, which you turned down. "How are things?"

You didn't say a word.

"If it makes you feel any better, Josh has a broken nose." You looked at Calum in shook. As he took a drink of his beer, you noticed that his knuckles were bloody. He saw you staring. "This is nothing compared to him."

You carefully grabbed his hand and held it. "Why Cal?"

"He hurt you, that's why." He whispered. "He treated you like a toy."

"I probably deserved it," you muttered. "That's how all boys are."

"Not all of them," Calum defended. "If I was your boyfriend and there was a mountain in your way, I would move it. I would become Atlas and hold the sky up for you, if I could. Since I can't, I will just settle for beating up anyone who treats you less than what you deserve."

You smiled and took the beer in his hand. "I don't deserve a man like you."

"You deserve so much more than what I can give you," Calum wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer. You took a sip of your drink and leaned your head on his shoulder. Calum sighed, "maybe, when you are feeling better, we could give us a try?"

You smiled, "I think that is a great idea."

Ashton-

I was weak
I was broken
I was tossed out in the ocean

You were walking towards your apartment when you passed by an apartment that was blasting sad music. You shrugged and walked next door. You unlocked your door and stepped inside. You could still hear the music. Biting your lip, you continued to pay it no mind. Instead, you focused on starting dinner.

Just as dinner was finished, you decided to go next door and check on your neighbor. Putting together a plate of food, you walked out your door and next door. You knocked loud enough to be heard but not so loud to make it sound like you were going to complain. After a moment, the door opened to show a sad looking curly sandy haired boy.

"Hi," you smiled softly. "I was walking by and heard the music. I just wanted to put this together in case you weren't up to making something for yourself." You gave him the plate. "I don't know what is going on and I don't know you personally, but I do know that you normally do not play sad and depressing music."

"Thank you," the boy smiled. "This is very kind of you."

"You're welcome." There was a moment of silence. "Anyway, I hope you get to feeling better. I can understand what it's like to feel lost and broken, no matter the situation. If you should ever need anything, I'm right next door."

You said your goodbye and walked back to your place. You closed the door and went to put together your plate. As you placed it on the table, there was a knock at your door. You walked over and opened it, to find the boy holding his plate with the food still on it.

"Are you allergic to something on the plate?" You asked confused.

"What? Oh, no not at all. I just never got your name." He chuckled.

"Oh! I'm (Y/N)," you chuckled in return.

"(Y/N)," he said it softly. "That's beautiful. I'm Ashton and I was wondering if you wanted some company for dinner. I'm afraid that if I eat alone, I'll just end up going crazy with the music. Plus, we've been neighbors for a while and I would love to get to know you."

"In that case, come on in."

Luke-

'Cause in my eyes you can never do no wrong
Cause you are strong
You are so strong

Luke held you as you cried in his arms. "It's alright, (Y/N)."

"No, it's not!" You wailed. "My father just abandoned me and my mother. It's not okay."

"He had his reasons, love."

"Did I do something wrong?" You whispered. "I know that he wanted me to help him in the fields this weekend, but I was so caught up with homework, that I overslept. He didn't wake me. Was he mad about that?"

"No, of course not! Your father adored you and you know that." Luke held you closer. "He just fell out of love and needed space. He's not gone forever. You could never do anything wrong."

You sniffed. "I never wanted you to see me like this."

"Like what? Crying? Baby, it was bound to happen. I don't plan on leaving any time soon and I knew that I was bound to comfort you when crying. Hell, I've already went to the store to get you Midol, tampons, and ice cream."

"I don't like crying. It is a sign of weakness.

"No it's not. It's a sign that you are strong and have been strong for too long. Crying is good for a person." Luke kissed the top of your head. "It's okay to cry. You are so strong, baby. So strong."

Michael-

And I will keep on fighting 'til I make you see
I'm as strong as Hercules

"Michael Gordon Clifford, what in the hell were you thinking?" You stormed into the locker room and over to your battered boyfriend.

"Hey baby!" He beamed at you, ignoring that you were pissed at him. "How'd you like the match?"

"You were almost beaten unconscious and you have a concussion, how do you think I liked it?" You crossed your arms.

Michael looked down at his hands. "I won for you."

You sighed softly and went to crouch in front of him. "You over did yourself, baby. You should have just let the other guy win, then you wouldn't be so hurt. I hate seeing you hurt. I love watching you do what you love to do, but seeing you hurt kills me. I would rather you lose and not have to spend the night in the hospital than you win and almost get killed."

"I just wanted to prove to you that I was strong enough to be yours." He muttered.

"What? I never said that you weren't. If anything, you're strength is hardly measured by how many boxing matches you can win. I've always looked at the man's heart. You have a big strong heart and that is strength enough for me. You don't need to be Hercules to have my attention. While I love watching the way your muscles move when you box, I would mind it just as well if you preferred spending your free time playing video games." You kissed his battered hands. "Let's get you cleaned up and home to rest, yeah?"

He nodded and leaned forward to kiss your forehead. "I get cuddles tonight right, for winning?"

"Of course you do, my softboxer."

Long time no see!

I am so sorry that I haven't been updating! I have just been so busy with work, school, and puppies! I promise I will do better!

Also, I am planning on starting to publish my Harry Potter fanfiction series hopefully in May if not before. I am getting an OC put together!

Much love

Marnie

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