Ally Smith's POV:
"So yeah.. That's why I'm kind of awkward around other people. I just get so scared that I will mess up in front of others, sorry I'm such a freak," I say, almost inaudibly. I look away, anywhere but Michael.
"Ally, you are not a freak," Michael says, I can hear the saddness in his voice.
"Yeah I am," I say, tears filling my eyes. I held it together for song for Michael. I'm just about ready to crack. Tears stream down my face as I bury my face into Michael's chest. I cry my heart out, and his grip on me tightens.
"I'm sorry Mikey," I lift my head up, tears still running down my cheeks.
"Shhh, you're okay," he whispers, pulling me even closer. I close my eyes and focus on the sound of his heartbeat. Slowly, I start to fall asleep. Mikey rubbed circles on my back, sleep didn't seem so bad right now. So thats what I did, I slept.
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Michael Clifford's POV:
I am sure she's asleep, so I pick her up bridal style. Her head rests on my shoulder as I walk downstairs. As soon as I make it outside, everyone looks our way. They come up to me and ask if Ally is alright. They're all talking in regular voices so Ally stirs in my arms. She mumbles some random sounds, before cuddling closer to me.
"Sorry for making her uncomfortable, I forgot how nosey I am..." Maddy says after awhile.
"It's okay, but you should tell that to her when she wakes up," I say, looking at Ally. She looks so peaceful, not upset and sobbing like earlier.
"I'm going to head home," I tell everyone. I head to the car and put Ally in the front seat. She looks cold so I take one of the blankets in the back of my car and placed it on her.
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