forgot where i ended the last chapter, sorry if anything is repeated x
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"michael..I'm not sure my mother would be to happy about this" I stuttered. "Fuck what she thinks, I'm here to protct you, I can't have that evil woman harming you anymorer, seeing these bruises painting your body in all shades of purples, greens, blues and yellows isn't right, you're 17. You deserve so much more than being told you're trash every day of your life. I will protect you, I will make your life so so much better, I promise you now, because I am completely amazed at how truly beautiful you are hazel" he blurted out. My mouth dropped open, I couldn't find the right words to say.
"Michael, I, I dont know what to say?" i finally mentioned after what seemed like forever. "You don't have to say anything, just come with me and i will show you how great life can really be." He reassured. I nodded my head in agreement of going along with him. Clutching my suitcase tightly I wandered aimlessly over to Michael's side. "you ready?" he questioned. "I think so.." i trailed, my voice shaking slightly as i finished my sentence. "now you listen here Hazel, I want the best for you and if any of the boys start to give you shit, come straight to me, please please please don't try and handle them yourself, I know full well what those boys are capable of and its not pretty sweetheart, okay?" He explained to me. "okay." I replied. He slowly opened the tattered door of my bedroom, exposing the extremely bright hallway, I squinted my eyes slightly before they adjusted to the light. We began to tiptoe down the old stairs as not to wake my weary mother.
We made it out to michaels car, a lovely old baby blue volkswagen beatle, I truly love old cars!, He unlocked the car doors, travelled around to the passenger side where i was stood like a lemon, oh god brain why do you have to make me so awkward around attractive people, seriously. I realised he was waiting for me to get into the car. "Thank you, Michael." I sat careully on vinyl upholstered seats. I gazed out of the window at what had been my house, full of years and years worth of pain and torture, I was finally escaping, I was finally free, Or at least I hoped so. Michael started up the old car, turning on the radio as he did. My favourite song came on; Chasing Cars by Coldplay, I sang along to the words. "Lets waste time, Chasing cars" I chimed along to the song. "Around our heads" Michael sang along with me. I couldnt help but smile at him as we drove away from my living hell. I cannot explain how eternally greatful I am for meeting Michael Clifford.
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Thank you, ily x
