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You have always dealt with negativity in your life. From your dad leaving to your grand mother's death to a recent car crash that cause temporary numbness in your right arm for days now, things just been happening back to back. You listened to 5sos sometimes but they weren't your to go to band.
Your friend who was a hardcore fan gotten extremely sick and gave you her ticket to see the boys at the radio station. You were excited but you were a bit sad that your friend didn't get to see them. You make your way into the room and found your seat. You never seen them up close, or live at that and it was amazing. You kept your eyes on Michael mainly and he caught you a couple times and couldn't help but smile. You feel your phone buzz when the boys were talking during an interview and you looked down. You got a text from your mother saying that your best friend was killed in a misidentification gang shooting. You cover your mouth and look up to see Michael looking at you confused. Tears fall from your eyes and your breath begins to get harder and harder to breath.
"Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me." You whisper as your make your way out your row and you call your mom and put the phone to your ear and whimper and step out the room.
You try to keep your cries silent as you listen to your mom as she tells you what happened. You sit against the wall and continue to cry. You hear a door open and you quickly get up and wipe your tears and sniffle. You feel a hand on your shoulder and you turn around to see Michael standing there with another man, you were assuming was his security.
"Yes?" You ask, trying to keep tears from falling. You were looking up at him since he was taller than you expected him to be.
"Are you okay?" Michael asks and you shake your head and use your sleeve to wipe your tears.
"I've been so low for so long." You whisper and he gently pulls you into a hug and holds you and you felt genuine care and love from him.
"M-Michael I don't want to take you from your interview." You whisper and he shakes his head.
"I told them I wasn't feeling well." He says and you wrap your arms around his waist.
"Tell me everything." He says and takes you to his room
You told Michael everything from the beginning and you couldn't stop crying at all. Michael even cried a bit at some parts. When you were done you cover your face and he wraps an arm around you.
"I know how it is to be depressed and stressed and everything seemingly to go down hill." He says and you lean into him.
You were silent and he hands you a folded piece of paper before the security guard comes back and you put it in your pocket. You look at him and he nods.
"You may be low but believe me when I say things will always get better." He says and you smile and wipe the last bit of your tears.
"Thank you Michael." You smile and he nods and returns it.
"Read that when you get home." He says and you nod and stand up and was led out and you leave the radio station and went home.
When you got home you went straight to your room and reached in your pocket and opened the paper. 'To(Y/N), things will always get better, I promise. Here is my personal and every day I want you to send me an update on everything. I will respond as soon as I see it. Don't end your life please? Promise me. You are too good to the world to take away. Text me when you read this.'
You hesitantly put his number in your phone and you text him saying I promise. You wait for a response but then remembered who you were texting and continued about your day until it was about three hours later when you got a text.
Michael: :3 thank you (Y/N/N) Get some rest now alright, I will be looking forward to hear from you from now on :) our little secret
You: :) Thank you Michael...I needed a good person to talk to
Michael: You can call me Mikey and I will be the best friend I can be to you
