Ashton's POV
They were now taking care of Michael.
Stitching up his marks.
I sat in his room, waiting for him to return.
I wasn't leaving .
I would never leave.
I wouldn't leave the poor kitten alone to be lost again.
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It was 2:00pm and that's when Michael came in.
" um, are you okay" I said playing with me loose curls.
" I'm tough curly, you know that"
" I was just scared, what if I didn't have a feeling that needed to come here, you could have died"
I felt tears brim my eyes, but I didn't let them fall.
" please don't cry curly, it hurts me to see you cry" he gave me a hug.
Then, I just let the tears fall. No one ever cared about me like Michael.
He made me feel safe. Secure. Like no one would hurt me.
I pulled away and looked into his green eyes.
I kissed him.
I felt like I was on clouds.
" wow" was all he said.
" ha, I didn't think you would say that" he said blushing.
" I was waiting for that moment "
" we'll let me let you feel that moment again "
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