Michael One Shot - Self Harm Pt. 2

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I woke up to the sound of beeping noises. I opened my eyes and looked to my right, seeing a monitor. Where am I? I looked around and seen another bed beside me and a door. Am I in a hospital? I looked to my left and seen Michael sitting there asleep.

I thought back to what happened and gasped. I tried to kill myself. I tried to lift my arm up but whimpered. I looked down and seen my arms wrapped up. I closed my eyes and felt tears leaving my eyes.

I was suppose to die. I'm not suppose to be here.

After awhile of sitting and struggling to lift my arm, I finally did and pressed the button that called a nurse.

A nurse soon came in, talking and checking on me. I told her to keep quiet because I didn't want to wake Michael up. What is he even doing here?

"Uh what day is it?" I asked softly as she wrote on the clipboard.

"It's Thursday." She said with a small smile.

Thursday?

"You've been out for a week honey." She said after, noticing the confused look on my face.

"A week?"

She nodded, "You lost a lot of blood that night. You were unconscious. We got you stable but we couldn't do much after that, it was whether you wanted to wake up or not." She said. "But get some rest, I'll call your parents tomorrow."

"My parents?" I questioned.

"Yes, they were here a few hours ago, but they went home to rest, they've been here since this morning. But your boyfriend stayed."

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It's 10:30 pm. So get some rest. We can pick this up tomorrow." She said before leaving.

I turned and looked at Michael. "I was suppose to die Michael. Why didn't you let me?" I said before drifting off to sleep.

~

I woke up to the sound of my mother crying. I opened my eyes and looked at her.

"Mom.."

"Y/N! Oh my gosh honey." She leaned forward and hugged me tight, causing me to wince. She pulled away and held my hand. "How do you feel? Lightheaded? You need to use the bathroom? I'm going to go get the doctor." She stood up and kissed my head, before walking out.

I tried to sit up and winced again, seeing an arm help me slowly. "Thank yo-" I stopped when I seen him.

"You're welcome." He said, sitting in the chair on the side of the bed.

It was silence for awhile, I just sat there, playing with my hands and looking at them.

I broke the silence, "Michael."

"Why Y/N? Why?" He croaked.

"Michael. I'm sorry." I closed my eyes and felt tears coming.

"You almost died. Why didn't you open the door? Why did you do it?"

"..."

"Why did you do it Y/N?"

"..."

"Y/N!" He said louder. "Why!?"

"Because I wanted to die! I wanted to be gone!" I shouted back. "The hate was getting to me. I couldn't handle it anymore. I just couldn't." I cried.

He stood up and sat on the bed next to me, hugging me. I cried into his shoulder, letting everything out.

"Don't do it again. I can't lose you Y/N. You're my world." He said softly. "When I seen you lying there lifeless, I thought I lost you. My whole world came crumbling down. I instantly blamed myself for not noticing." He cried. "I love you Y/N. Don't do it again. Please don't."

I nodded slowly, "Okay Michael. Okay. I won't. I'm so sorry."

He nodded and lifted up my head, leaning down and kissing my lips softly. "I love you."

I kissed him back softly. "I love you too and I'm sorry."

"You're here. That's all that matters now." He said, pulling back into his chest, kissing the top of my head and rubbing my back.

-

*2 months later*

It's been two months since my "accident". Everything is better now. I don't have the urge to do it anymore. All that just disappeared.

Michael and I are still together of course, he announced on twitter that I was okay and that he was disappointed in the fans that sent hate to me. He would never forgive them for doing that.

I deleted my twitter the week after I got out of the hospital, I didn't need it anymore.

My parents were pretty skeptical in letting me go out and such, afraid of what I'd do, but over time, they began to trust me and we've all got closer.

Today is the celebration of two months of being "clean" I guess. We're having a small party with family and friends. Michael and the guys are suppose to be coming, but he got caught up in the tour. Which might I say is pretty successful. I'm happy for him.

~

"Yeah mom, I got it. Can you ask Y/F/N if she has the ice cream." I shouted to my mom from the kitchen.

I turned and opened the oven, taking out the casserole that my mom had made.

I placed it on the counter and drizzled the sauce she had over it and left it there. I walked out to the backyard and seen my friends. I hugged and greeted each one of them.

As the small party was going on, I went into the kitchen to get the ice cream. I opened the freezer and it wasn't there. Confused, i walked back out and to my friend.

"I thought you said you brought the ice cream?" I asked her as she smiled.

"She didn't, because I did." An oh-so-familiar voice said. I turned around and seen Michael holding the ice cream with the guys standing behind him.

"Michael!" I screamed, running and jumping into his arms.

"Hi Y/N." He smiled, before placing me down on my feet. "Happy two months of being clean." He leaned down and peaked my lips.

"Thank you." I smiled, hugging him again. "Hi guys." I said, waving to them.

"Hi Y/N. Happy two months." They smiled, hugging me lightly then going and greeting the rest of my family.

I walked and placed the ice cream on the table, turning back around and going back to Michael.

"I got you something." He said, pulling out a small box.

"You didn't have to. It's just two months Mikey." I said.

"It's not for your two months Y/N." Michael laughed. "It's for our one year anniversary. Since I missed it when I was on tour."

"Oh."

"I didn't forget. I had this for awhile now." He said, opening the box as it revealed a gold necklace with a pendent that had two hearts connected together.

"Michael." I said in awe.

He took it out and I turned around, lifting my hair. He clipped it on and left a small kiss at my neck before I turned around. I held the pendent in my hand and smiled.

I looked up at him and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him long and passionately.

Before things got heated. Calum shouted. "Get a room!" With a laugh.

Michael and I laughed before Michael pulled away and chased Calum around the yard.

A/N

I'm sorry this second part took so long, I've been busy with school and totally forgot.

Now it's summer so maybe I'll be updating more on this acct.

I still have my own that I'm working on that's why.

Check it out maybe.

~Kam

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