Wherever you are (Michael Clifford)

Broken again

Melissa's p.o.v

Harry took my face in his hands and placed his lips to mine for a long time. every-time he done that I still felt the rush of nerves and excitement.

"Bye babe." he smiles smugly as he lightly pushed a strand of hair behind my ears.

"Bye." I hugged him tightly.

I said my goodbyes to my other friends and Headed in the direction of my house, which is the opposite way from theirs.

The only bad thing is I literally have to walk through a Forrest Which scared the shit out of me.

As I walk through, feeling relaxed for once, Harry usually has this effect on me, I see someone sitting on the ground from a distance and begin to panic.

I mean I could just walk by this person in hopes that they won't even move, or talk to me, or be injured in anyway because then I would have to help.

But there is no reassuring.

Before I can think my feet are pushing me forward, walking a lot faster than I was.

I saw the familiar black and white striped sweater and black skinny jeans.

Michael.

I jogged to get by his side and crouched down.

He didn't even flinch, just kept his eyes straight ahead.

His eyes are red and puffy which made me worry deeply, I'v never seen Michael cry, he is usually just the bad boy.

We are friends because I'm one of the only people who can deal with his attitude.

His hands were bright red with blood so I ripped the side of my t-shirt and wrapped them around both hands, still no movement from him.

"Michael." I shook him a little.

He clenched his eyes shut and tears rolled down his cheeks and my heart went out to him.

"Michael what happened."

He moved slowly and sat up, I guided him and held on to his shoulders.

"Hannah she..." for a minute he looked strong, like his normal self, then when her name fell out of his mouth he tensed up and his head fell into his hands.

I froze.

He could be this way over a break up, but I'm not sure, I need to get it out of him.

"Michael please."

He took a deep breath in and let a shaky breath out.

"Hannah was in a car accident, and she... she's in a coma well sort if I don't know I didn't listen Melissa." he chocked out.

"I was too focused on her, she looked so hurt, and it was all my fault."

Michael finally looked up into my eyes as he cried and I cried too, and for a while we sat together and took in each others pain.

"I'm sorry Michael. This didn't deserve to happen to Hannah." I rubbed the tears away from my eyes and hugged Michael tightly.

"We have to get to the hospital, we have to be there for her, and your hands need seen too." he tensed up at my words.

"I can't face it."

"It's okay, I'm here, I'll call Jake and all Hannah's friends, we will all be here."

For a while he just sat there, as if he was taking in all of the words and processing them.

"Ok." he said in such a whisper that I could barely hear.

I stood up and offered my hand to help Michael up, he took it and stood up.

Together, we both dragged ourselfs to the hospital.