Wake up, sweetheart," I hear a soft voice purr in my ears.
"Mmmm," I reply.
"Babe. Come on, we need to start moving," Michael leaves a trail of kisses down my neck. The soft warmth of his lips persuades me to open my eyes.
"Hi," I smile, poking his cheek.
Michael sits on me and strokes my cheek.
"Come on lazy bum. Up,"
"I had a weird dream last night," I say, shaking my now greasy, wild curls out of the pony tail.
"What about princess?"
"We got married. But I was thinking, I actually know what song I want for my first dance with my groom,"
"I think you mean the groom as, well, me," Michael winks, "To be honest I will be surprised if its quite decent. Considering the heavy metal stuff. Go on then. What?"
"Anywhere Else by Olly Murs. Its beautiful,"
"Olly Murs? Didn't know you were a fan,"
"He's pretty good actually. I know all of the words, well, mainly because he was Joes idol," I shrug.
"Ah. Was he any good?"
"Joe or Olly?"
"Joe,"
"Oh, yeah. He was amazing. Poor thing. He said he was gonna go on X Factor. I remember dressing him up in High School. I put a fedora on his head and put his blazer on, so he would look like Olly. He looked adorable,"
"Oh yea I remember that. Bless his cotton socks," Heather chuckles.
"That was so funny. R I P Joey," Sally smiled.
"You two were pretty close as well," I grinned.
"Yeah. Wow. I do miss him," Sally sighed.
"Yeah. So do I. God. I really do now cheers Sal," I say sarcastically.
"Sorry. Its ok,"
"I know. Oh my god Joe," I whine into Michaels chest.
"Hey babe. Your ok. Stay strong," He rubs my back and holds me to him.
"What would I do without you?" My lips form a smile.
"Die," he kisses my forehead and I cant help but giggle.
"Seriously? Die? But yeah your probably right," I laugh.
"I think Joe fancied me to be honest," Sally declares.
"No. He loved me," Heather uses her hand to flick her hair over her shoulder.
"Actually, I think he liked his foster sister better," Sally says and everyone looks at me.
"Sally. Thats a little weird. Understandable, but weird," I smirk and stand up to stretch.
"Mornin guys," Ashton sits up and scratches his hair.
"Fuck I need to shave," Michael rubs his chin.
"You look fine," I assure him.
"Hehe. Thanks," he goes red.
"Come on," I get up and start shoving my sleeping bag in my bag, "your right Mikey. We need to get going."
We walk for about three hours straight.
"Guys, there it is! In this book it says 'Jettiserth Town. Be careful for Speckle'. Lets go," I say, closing the book and popping it back into my bag.
Ahead of us, is the end of the woods. I can see the sun and its so bright.
"Im so happy!" Luke laughs, running, dragging Sally along.
"Lucas calm down," Sally shakes her head and her speed matches Luke's.
Michael picks me up and holds me in bridal style. He stops walking because he knows I will protest.
"Mich-"
"Your not heavy no I will not put you down," he looks me in the eyes and I giggle.
"Fine. Carry me peasant!" I order in a joking way and Michael grins, his legs taking him with big strides.
"There it is. Jettiserth Town. Wow, its pretty nice compared to Rufford," Heather looks around as we reach the end of the woods.
And shes right. Its a really well done up place. Theres lots of little thatched cottages and tons of flours. Its like the village from the Smurfs. All of the roofs are cone shaped and the houses are round.
"Its so pretty," Calum laughs.
"Mikey you can put me down now," I give Michael puppy eyes.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry," he grins, placing me down and giving me a kiss before wrapping his arm around me.
"Its ok,"
"OI! YOU! YOU DAMN PUNKS GET HERE NOW!" A man who is a very close replica of Hitler screams at us and starts running towards us.
"Fuckballs! Its the Speckle. Run!" Ashton whisper screams and we start sprinting through the village.
We managed to loose them.
"Michael? Michael!?" I yell. Where the hell is that boy?
"Ashton? Luke? Calum?" I shout. Where is everyone?
"Chloe! Over here! HELP!" I hear Michael shout and me and Heather look around. The Speckle have Sally, Calum, Ashton and Luke are being tied up.
But where the hell is Michael?
"Come with us little girlys," one of the men walks up to us and clamps his hand on my shoulder.
"You let them go," Ashton growls.
"Ahahaha. No. However, you men will do very nicely," the man smiles.
"What are you planning to do with them?" Heather snaps, trying to wiggle out of the ropes.
"These three fine young men, will become my soldiers. Mine,"
"What about the other one?" Luke gasps.
"Oh, you mean Michael?" The officer breaks into a smirk.
"Yeah. Please what are you doing Michael? I need him. If you hurt him I will murder your family!" I feel myself starting to sweat.
"Oh no. He is mine. He's going to be my deputy leader. He'll be a great young leader," The man grins.
"No you bloody will not. Hes mine. My boyfriend and there is no way, on earth I will let you do this to him," I shout, reaching for my penknife.
"I think I'll just take this off your hands," one of his cronies swipes the knife from me and holds it to my neck.
"Don't!" Calum screams.
"WHERE THE HELL IS MICHAEL!" I scream, my fury refusing to stay inside of me. I kick the crony in the balls and he falls over.
"HE IS SOMEWHERE THAT YOU WILL NEVER KNOW!" The officer roars.
"TELL ME WHERE HE IS OR I WILL SCREAM FOR HIM,"
"IM NOT TELLING!"
"MIIICCCHHAAAEEEELLL!" I scream, hoping to hear his beautiful, sweet voice at a time like this.
Nothing.
"MIICCHHAAEELL WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU YOU FUCK BAG WHERE ARE YOU?"
The man folds his arms, a smug look taking over his face.
"Please. Don't hurt him," I feel myself wanting to cry.
"He'll be ok, C. He loves you," Ashton gives me a quick smile.
"Take them away," the man orders. The men take us girls away and more men come and take the boys away.
"I LOVE YOU HEATHER!" Ashton screams.
"I LOVE YOU SAL!" Luke wails.
Calum looks at me with tears in his eyes.
"I LOVE YOU C!" He chirps.
I smile before being shoved away by the men.
We walk through a crowd of people, who murmur things as we walk.
As we enter this massive building, which looks like something from Hogwarts, I see a blur of white and black.
"Michael!" I hiss. He turns around and smiles.
"Get here now Clifford," Sally glares at him.
Michael winks at me. Oh my god I love him.
"Its ok guys. Mike'll sort it. He better had do anyway," I look at Michael again who is talking and laughing with a maid.
Could this day get any worse?
Yes. It could. The guy grabs me and throws me into a prison cell.
"Michael!" I squeal, as the guy throws a bucket of vinegar at us.
"He's in love with that maid. He isn't going to save you," The man looks at me with a cold glare.
"FUCK MY LIFE! FIRST MY MUM DIES I GET FOSTERED MY FOSTER DAD TRIED TO DROWN ME MY FIRST BOYFRIEND CHEATS ON ME MY NEXT ONE DOES MY BROTHER DIES AND THEN I GET STUCK HERE. I HATE EVERYONE!" I throw my shoe through the gate and it manages to hit Michael. He shoots me a glare before breaking into a sympathetic smile.
"MICHAEL CLIFFORD YOU ARE MINE. YEAH. YOU BETTER RUN LITTLE MAID!" I scream. The maid looks at me with terror and runs away.
Michael looks at me with a glare, but then starts laughing.
"Chloe. I love you, ok? I was only saying how dramatic the general was,"
"Yeah, but she was laughing and I know that look she gave you. Its called, the Flirty Gerty. Mike, she was bloody flirting with you," I whine.
"Well Im yours and you are mine. She ain't getting this. This is for you," Michael gestures to his body, highlighting his crotch area.
"What are you like Mikey? I love you sweetie," I kiss him.
"I love you too," he mumbles against my lips. He brakes off, kisses my fod and walks off.
"Your boyfriend is an ass," Sally states.
"I know he is Sal. Oh Michael, what the hell are you doing?" I sigh, sliding down the wall so I'm sat on the concrete with my back against the wall.
We are fucked man.
Fucked.
