Kidnapped by 5sos

You're Not The Victim

        "Michael leave me alone." I run up the stairs and slam my bedroom door behind me. I go into the bathroom and lock the door. I slide my back down the door and sit there and sob. 
        I hear someone come up the stairs and open my door. "Autumn, please. You have to understand." He says in desperation. I sob even harder just thinking about it. I listen and here him slide his back down the door and him just sit there and sob. "Why would you do that to me?" I choke out. I hear him shift around in the room, "I, I am so sorry. I didn't want them to do that to you. I just wanted to make sure that you wouldn't leave. I need you. I need you to never leave. I," he sniffles as he chokes on his words, "I love you and no one else." I sit there and think for a moment. Why does everyone keep falling in love with me? I'm a disgusting mess. 
        "Michael. Go away!" I yell at him. I hear him jump up, I jump back up as he kicks the door down. I crawl back until I have no where else to go. He lunges at me. I scream as loud as I can. I expect him to do horrible things, but all he does is hug me. Hugs me? "Michael," He cuts me off. "Don't talk just listen. I am so sorry. You have to understand. Please? Autumn..." He begins to sob and he scoots back away from me. I get up and stop at the door way. " Michael don't expect me to forgive you. I shouldn't, but I will. I just won't forget what happened." He looks up at me, his eyes burn red and his cheeks covered in sorrowful tears and regret. He nods. I walk away.


ONE HOUR LATER

I sit on the couch and curl up against Ashton. He runs his fingers through my hair and plants a small kiss on my forehead. He sits up and walks across the room and picks up a small box. He hands the box to me, "Here I figured you could use this just in case something happens and you need me or something." I open the box and inside is the brand new I-phone. "Oh my god Ash!" I jump up and envelope him in a big hug. I unlock the screen and see the date, May 2nd. I start to cry. He sits beside me and drapes his arm over me.  "What's wrong baby?" I sniffle and wipe away a tear. "Tomorrow is my birthday. The day you guys took me it was my birthday." I hadn't realized it had been that long since. He looks at me, "Oh well I uh, I guess we should have the party of the year tomorrow then." He smiles. I hug him back and mentally prepare for what is about to happen tomorrow. If I know anything about the boys, it's that when they party, they party hard.