Anonymous//Michael

Chapter 25

Danni's POV

"yes, I will be right home" I say down the phone. Michaels eyes burning into the back of my neck. As soon as I put the phone down I break down into tears. Michael comes over and holds me as I sob into his black t shirt.

"Go, you have to go, no, we have to go" Michael says kissing the crown of my head.

"What about your shows in Paris?" I say through my tears. I can tell he won't give up on this by the certainty in his eyes.

"We are only supporting, probably not many people there will know us, I'll talk to the boys about cancelling the support. It will be fine, we have to go" Michael says his eyes glaring into mine.

"The boys understand, I've told the 1D boys as well and they said it's fine under the circumstances. I've booked the next plane back to the UK, leaving in an hour, go back" Michael directs me, even though he packs for me because I can't even speak through this pain.

By the time we've packed, it's time to leave. Michael carries the suitcases downstairs and put them in the car. We say goodbye to the boys who will get a flight back to the UK later on to see how I'm going.

We checked our suitcases through and sent them onto the plane and get on straight away. Whilst we wait for the plane to take off we eat the dinner provided and Michael buys me a teddy for comfort and on his t-shirt it says 'I love you' I thank him and rest my head on his shoulder.

"I can't do this Michael" I say sadly.

"You always have me, I'm going to help you through this, I know how hard it is, you always have me, the boys and your girls" he says before kissing me on the cheek.

We get off the plane and collect our suitcases before leaving to go to my mums house. The car journey is hell, the phone call replaying through my mind.

My mum opens the door with year stained cheeks and wraps her arms around me and cries into my shoulder which makes me cry too. Once she pulls away Michael takes her into his arms.

"Everything's going to be okay, I'm here for both of you if you ever need me" he whispers in her ear, which just makes us both cry even more.

The car journey again is horrific I look at my incredibly supportive boyfriend, Michael who has his glassy eyes focused on the road, I look back at my mum in the backseat who is staring into mid-air, seeing lifeless.

As Michael slows down to stop the car me and my mum jump out and run inside whilst Michael parks the car.

"Oh my god" I say covering my mouth to fight the tears.