Alone ~ A Noochless/Poofless/Pooch Fanfic

Chapter Ten - Normal

Mat's POV

~ When I wake up, Rob isn't there. I start to panic and run downstairs. I freeze at the bottom. Rob sits up and smiles at me. Relief floods over me, but it doesn't last. Then Preston sits up too and pulls Rob back down and they start making out. Tears fall and I crumble to the floor.

I scream myself awake. Rob wipes my tears away. It was just a horrible nightmare.

"C'mon, I'll make breakfast." He picks me up bridal-style and carries me to the living room. Rob rests me on the couch and he starts breakfast. I check my twitter and send out a tweet.

'Sorry for the lack of videos. Was going through personal stuff but I'm back. Expect videos soon c:'

~ Rob made pancakes with bacon. I loved what a great cook he was.

"I was thinking...we should tell everyone now." He says as he shoves another piece of bacon into his mouth. I nod and grab his hand. He smiles and so do I.

"Let's do it in a few hours. I just want to relax." I suggest and Rob nods. After breakfast, we cuddle on the couch and watch TV.

"You ready?" Rob asks and pulls out his phone. I nod and pull mine out too. We decided not to make a big deal about and just tweet about. I sat for ten minutes trying to decide what to say.

"Plain and simple." Rob suggests and we settle on this: 'Noochless is real'. I smile as I reread the tweet. Rob and I send it at the same time. We got a lot of nice tweets and stuff. I was so happy to be out in the open, with everything lifted off my shoulders.

That didn't last for awhile.

Later I got a ton of hate comments. Threatening me and telling me to commit suicide. I was so scared. Rob kept telling me to calm down, but I couldn't stop worrying.

- Two Weeks Later -

I was walking in town when some guys pulled me into an alley. They pushed me to the ground and started beating the shit out of me. Kicks to the back and stomach. I curled in a ball and blocked my face. I tried standing up but they kicked me down. It hurt so much. Suddenly the wind was knocked out of me and I couldn't breathe. I felt so pathetic not being able to defend myself. What I wimp I was. After a few more kicks they left with one calling me a fag. I crawled to the corner and collapsed on the cold pavement. It was hard to breathe and it felt like every part of my body was in pain. I close my eyes and wish for everything to go away.

Rob's POV

~ Mat didn't come home last night. I'm starting to get worried. The last time I saw him, he said he was going on a walk in town. I drove down there and parked my car in a random parking lot. I started calling his name, not sure how that would work, and started looking between buildings. Maybe he stayed at Mitch's for the night...but that doesn't make any sense. I almost passed a dark alley when I noticed a figure sitting against the wall.

"Mat?" I called out.

"Rob?" The person called, I ran to where he was. It was Mat, and he had a ton of bruises and stuff.

"Oh, Mat, what the hell happened?" I ask, horrified.

"Just some guys...they kicked me and stuff, but I'm fine." He mumbled, not looking into my eyes. I helped him stand up and I put my arm around his waist. We walked to the car and I turned the heater on right away. He looked out the window, covering his face.

"Let me see." I commanded, grabbing his chin. I was sure he would fight me about it but he turned. Mat had a black eye and his bottom lip was cut. I leaned toward him and gently pressed my lips to his. He smiled weakly when I pulled away.

"Is everything okay?" I ask. He nods but then shakes his head. Tears poured down his cheeks.

"I felt so pathetic." Mat whimpers, his head down.

"You are not pathetic, Mat. It's okay, it could've happened to anyone." I say, reassuring him.

"Just take me home." He breathed, looking out the window again. I started driving toward his house like he asked and we got there in five minutes. Mat took a shower while I made spaghetti. He looked so tired when he came downstairs, his hair still dripping.

"I'm really sorry." I whisper and reach my hand across the table to hold his. He takes it and nods. I couldn't help but feel worried about him.

[] sorry that it's short :/ I think I have a clear idea what to write about though! Another update this week or on the weekend, I'm not sure. And one more thing, I have a merome fanfiction and I would very much appreciate it if you read it <3 it's called 'The 32nd Hunger Games' and I'm also going to upload another merome fanfiction today, so yeah. Dubai <3 cx - Paige