I Won't Leave You || mgc

Chapter 119

I actually planned to publish about 10 more chapters but I deleted a few of them cuz I didn't like them and now there are just three chapters left and then the book is finished skjsksj

Like at least the real story is finished, I also plan on writing a few bonus chapters. Like about Maddy and Aiden or Nathalie and Calum... or if you'd like to know something about the past of some of the characters or what will happen with some of them after the story just let me know and I'll be happy to write it :3
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"You guys did amazing today" I said after I closed the door behind me.

"Don't we always?"

"Of course."

Michael and I slipped off our shoes and put them in some random corner of the small hall of our hotel room.

"I love watching you on stage, Mikey."

He smiled turned around and looked at me. He swallowed hard and I could feel his eyes looking up and down my body. "You are so pretty."

I scoffed, "I? My hair is probably all over the place and I'm sure I look extremely tired.“

"You are hot." He bit his lower lip, so did I.

None of us said a thing, we both were just looking at each other. The atmosphere in the whole room changed.

And it definitely wasn't a bad thing.

We both couldn't resist the urge any longer, and with that short after I felt the boy's lips on mine and he pushed me against the door roughly, causing me to yelp in pain.

He immideatly pulled away. "Shit, you're okay?"

"That was the door knob" I said, holding the part of my body where the metal hit my back.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, don't be sorry." I looked up and locked eyes with my boyfriend, a look of guilt and sorrow in his face while I couldn't help but laugh at this situation. The moment Michael realised that my pain wasn't that bad and that I found this really awkward scene just as funny as he did he burst out laughing as well.

Of course something like that would happen to kill the mood, yet it was hilarious.

Even though it really was quite hurtful.

Get pushed against door knobs definitely wasn't the best thing in the world.

"Are you tired?" Michael asked after we both calmed down and took my hand while he dragged me to bed.

"Not really, you?"

"Me neither. Netflix?"

I nodded happily.

Mabe, just maybe, I was a little tired.

And maybe I fell asleep just 20 minutes after we started the movie.

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"We need to dye our hair."

"What?" I looked up from my phone to Michael, who seemed like he was absolutely sure he just had the best idea in his entire life.

"Together, in the same colour."

"What colour?"

"Rose gold."

"That's not very punk rock, Mikey."

"It is, shut up and buy hair dye with me."

I rolled my eyes while Michael dragged me in some random store and the rest of the boys followed us confused.

Just a few minutes later we left the store with rose gold hair dye – a colour I never wanted to dye my hair. Ever. But I didn't really had a choice.

Michael seemed very happy though, which was cute.

"Come on, Adley, you will look so good with that hair colour, way better than I will, so stop pouting, it's not like I force you to dye your hair."

"Okay, I don't want to dye it."

"Well, too bad, you're gonna do it anyway."

I threw my arms in the air dramatically. "What about the you don't force me to dye my hair part?"

He shrugged. "We already have the dye."

I sighed and looked at Calum. "What is with you and Nathalie, Cal?"

The boy looked up from the streets into my direction. "What should be with us?"

"I don't know, give me the tea, is one of my favourite OTP's going to happen or not?"

He smiled lightly. "I don't know, we're not going to rush anything. We'll meet again when the tour's over and we're back in Sydney though."

I nodded. "What about you, Luke?"

"Me and Nathalie? Naaah" he answered stupidly, acting like he had no idea what I actually wanted to know.

"You and Layla, you idiot."

"Oh right, your best friend" he stopped talking and thought about what to say a bit, "I really don't like her like that, she's more like a good friend and I've never met her."

"But you will meet her!"

Michael giggled lightly, "You really want them to happen, don't you?“

“Well, yeah, Layke is everything, and Nalum also, of course."

"You are so weird."

Michael took my hand out of habit while we were walking down the streets and interwined our fingers.

Just when I was about to ask Luke about Layla again a few fans walked up to us.

They were pretty nice and asked for pictures. While I waited one of the girls came to me and just stood in front of me.

"Uh... hey" I greeted her awkwardly.

"I don't like you."

"You don't know me."

"You are not good enough for Michael" she said and looked me coldly right into the eyes.

"I know."

"You-" she stopped herself from talking. "Wait what?"

"Michael is extremely sweet, kind and caring, he is funny, adorable and absolutely perfect. Hell yeah I'm not good enough for him, yet he still asked me out and no one other, so what's your point?"

"Uh... you are weird."

"I hear that a lot" I replied, remembering that Michael himself said that just a few minutes before.

The girl didn't know what to say anymore and just turned around and walked away.

"Well, that's a way to handle things" I mumbled.

"You are really sassy today" Michael, who I didn't know stood right behind me, said chuckling.

I jumped slightly when I heard his voice all of a sudden and turned around to look at him. "Is that a bad thing?"

"It's kinda hot."

I smiled at him and after Luke took a photo with the last fan that was still with us we continued to make our way back to the hotel, so that the boys could relax a bit before the concert – and Michael and I could possibly dye our hair.

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The hair dye thing doesn't add up with the time in real life - again. But I kinda forgot about it but wanted to write it again, so yeeeah, it's fanfiction anyway xD

Also I'm going to the theatre today cuz they play King Lear and I'm a huuuge Shakespeare fan and I'm so excited ^^