He called me about an hour ago but I was still sleeping then. I should've woken up because of his call, but ofcourse I didn't.
Now I'm worried because he never calls. He always texts me, even if there's something up with his little siblings. He just wants to let me know and handles it himself.
I try again and there's still no reply. I get a text message trough, but it's from Emely.
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Shit. Day probably did the same thing, because if something happened she would have called us or messaged.
Where did he go?
His parents were coming home today, did he call about that? He wouldn't, did something happen to one of his sisters? Maybe, that might be it. Or he could be hurt? His parents dislike me and the fact that I'm not a real boy. I don't want to be a real boy anyway. What if they hurt him for that?
Shit. I have to find him. I pull on my jean jacket and run downstairs, saying to my mom that I'll be home before dinner.
The door of our apartment slams closed behind me and I run towards the stairs. The elevator is still broken and I wouldn't have the time to wait for it anyway.
Once I'm out of the building I start jogging, running to the rich outskirts where Mike lives.
The houses flash by and the familiar streets seem too long. I feel the ache in my legs and sides but I have to keep running. Something happened to Mike because he called me and I wasn't there to pick up my phone.
The tears in my eyes try to find a way out of them. I blink a few times and start running faster. I have to go there within five minutes even if it's the last thing I do.
The huge flats and malls start making place for the bigger house and eventually turn into the mansions Mike lives in. I turn left into his street and start slowing down a little, still running.
Finally I see the modern black house. I walk towards it and ring the doorbell. "Hello?" His eldest sister opens the door. "Is Mike here? I'm his friend, Alex." She starts crying. "No. He left us, but he promised to stay until friday." My eyes widen. What do I do now?
I see his mother coming towards us, with teary eyes and black mascara stripes on her cheeks. "Who are you?" She asks, her voice firm and angry. "Alex. A friend of Mike. He called me and I called him back but he didn't pick up so I came here. He isn't here either?"
"No. He ran away after his father said to him that he couldn't go on a musical trip he wanted to go on. I agree with his father trough. Music has no use in life." She crosses her arms in front of her chest and steps in front of her daughter.
"I'm sorry? The trip was free and I'm going there as well. We'll get teached by famous musicians that people actually listen, like Little Mix or Liam Payne. It's an amazing opportunity for him to grow as an artist and it'll also show him what the actual music world is like. He might even turn on it. Isn't that what you want? Or do you not want him to go because then your babysitter is gone?" I look directly into her eyes, knowing she isn't going to run after me on those high heels she's wearing. She won't be able to take me anyways.
"I don't want him to go because he'll hang around with people like you." She looks at me with disgust. "You're such a cheap person. I bet you're one of those football scholarship guys." "Sorry to ruin your stereotype but I hate football and I'm not a guy. I'm nonbinary so I use they/them pronouns. Yes those can be used for a single person. I actually got a scholarship trough, but that was for my algebra skills, which I'm never going to do anything with since I want to become a drummer."
She huffs out some air and slams the door in my face. "At least I didn't make Mike run away!" I yell at the door, and then I run. He's safe. He probably went to one of his football friends. He'll be okay.
Still I want him to pick up his phone. I'll never forgive myself if anything happened to him. We were suppose to protect each other. He protects me from the transphobes and I protect him from his parents stupid rules.
The tears find their way into my eyes again and I think it's better to stop. I see a small bench at the side of the street, with a small field of flowers next to it and sit down there. I stare at my feet and let the tears flow.
Mike will be okay, I know that, but I need to talk to him. I grab my phone and try to call him again.
"Hello?"
"Mike? Oh my god you picked up your phone!" I brush the tears away from my eyes.
"You'll never guess what happened!"
He sounds so excited about this, and yet I'm so worried about him. "You ran away from home."
"How did you know?"
"You called me and you never call me. Something was wrong so I ran to your house. You weren't there. I put two and two together." I sigh and lean back, "Where are you?" "Doncaster."
I hear the smile trough his voice and wonder why. The only place I can think of there is the train station. Maybe the mall. He can't be staying there.
"Where exactly? The train station?" I should probably not be worrying as much as I am but I can't help it. I want to make sure my best friend is okay. Because he's my friend, nothing more.
"Louis' secret house." I hear him chuckle and vaguely hear a door opening and a deep voice talking to him. "Yeah I'll be down in a second." He says to the person.
"Who was that, and who is Louis?" "Louis Tomlinson. The person talking to me was Harry Styles." "How did you end up there?" I stand up just to have something to do and start walking home slowly.
"You guys didn't answer the phone so I dm'ed Liam and asked if I could stay with him. He said Louis was in Doncaster and he might be able to pick me up. He was and I went here with him and Harry. I'll stay here until the audition Friday. We'll keep in contact okay?"
"Do your parents know about this?" "I told them I was leaving on Friday and they weren't okay with it, so I left. I'll send them a message saying I will stay with a friend until the school trip. About that, Louis is taking me to Londen tomorrow morning and then I'll probably stay with Liam or Niall. Depends on who's able to take me in. I don't think Louis likes me too much."
"Is it a good idea to stay there then?" "If I stay with you, your mother will send me to school and my parents will be there to catch me and take me home, locked up until they're sure I won't leave anymore. I don't think either of Emely's or Day's parents would like me staying there, and I'm not going to stay with any of my football friends. I don't really have another choice, have I?"
"I just want you to be safe. I don't want to lose you." I blink away tears forming in my eyes. "I know Alex. You won't, you know that right?" "Yeah, but that doesn't mean I don't worry about you. I didn't know where you were Mike. Normally I always do. You even say it when you're moving to the living room from the kitchen." "I know Alex. I'll be okay if you are, right?" "Right."
I brush away the hairs hanging in my face. "I have to go now, we'll keep messaging okay?" "Okay. I miss you." "Miss you too Alex. Bye." "Bye."
I hear a click and just like that, he's gone again. At least now I know where he is, and that he's fine. That was something I needed to know, and that he would send me messages.
Now that he's fine, I'm fine. Right?
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To be honest, I wrote this myself but I ship Alex and Mike Any ship name ideas?
