Adopted by 5sos

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:
Everyone was asleep except for me.
It's not that I can't fall asleep it's just that I always stay up till about 2am.

I have on my teenage mutant ninja turtle pj pants and a green tank top with a grey opened sweatshirt.

I quietly walked upstairs and into the music room. The lights were off in every room so I used my phones flashlight that took awhile to find.

I opened the door to the room quietly and walked adjusting the lighting nob by the door.

I turned the lights a little brighter but not so bright that it would light up the room.

I sat down at the piano turning on the lamp next to it making the keys and sheet music visible.

The songs name was "Long Way Home" by some band named 5 Seconds Of Summer.

I don't know the band or the song but judging by the song they are good.

I played with it a little making it sound good and I found the lyrical pattern that fit in with the music.

"Take me back to the middle of no where. Back to the place only you and I share.

Remember all the memories. The fireflies and make believes.

Kicking back in the old school yard. singing songs on our guitars.

This is our reality. Crazy stupid you and me.

We know this is the way it's supposed to be."

I didn't even notice Michael was in here until he sat down next to me and sang along as we both smiled.

"So we're taking the long way home. Cause I don't wanna be wasting my time alone.

I wanna get lost and drive forever with you talkin' 'bout nothing yeah whatever baby.

So we're taking the long way home. Tonight"

Michael looked at me with a wide grin across his face.

"You like our song huh?"

"Your what?"

"Our song.......you didn't......oh God was I supposed to tell you?!"

"Tell me what?"

"We may or may not be a pretty famous band"

"What?!" I nearly shouted.

"Yeah. That's a song off of our album which not to brag hit number one on the billboard 100s"

"That's definitely bragging" I laughed.

"I guess so" he shook his head laughing.

"So your famous? All 4 of you?"

"We're pretty famous yeah. Not One Direction famous.....yet. But we have toured with them"

"That's cool though! At least you lived out your dreams" I sighed.

"What's your dreams?" He whispered scooting closer to me.

"It's stupid" I shook my head.

"Yes because a 10 year old saying he wants to be a rock star when he's older isn't pathetic" he chuckled.

I couldn't help but give him a small chuckle and smile.

"Find but just don't make fun of me"

"Of course not"

"Well I've always been set on this idea of being with someone perfect. I know people can't be perfect but my love for him would lead me to believe he is. That he'd be my Prince Charming and love me unconditionally through everything. Have kids and grow old together. I want a relationship that is cute and sweet and lasts forever. I know it's stupid but basically my dream is to fall in love.......again"

He took in a deep breath pausing thinking about what to say next.

"I know it's kinda stupid but-"

"Me too" he looked me in the eyes causing me to almost shiver.

"W-what?"

"Obviously my dream was to be where I am today but there's always something else. You have to find another dream. What you just said is basically what it is. To love someone myself but to also have someone love me and be with me forever. If we're both lucky we can both get our soulmate"

"I hope so" I gave him a crooked smile.

"One question?"

"Hmm?"

"What do you mean again?"

I took a deep breath deciding if letting him in is really a good idea. My mind and heart push the words out of my mouth.

"I've had a boyfriend" I reply honestly. "I told you I didn't but I did. We never kissed or anything but held hands and hugged that's about it. But I was so in love with those sweet tender touches. So in love that he treated me the way I wanted. In love with him. He felt the same way. But 4 weeks after we started dating he died in a car crash with a drunk driver.

I know. 4 months is a short period of time to fall completely in love with someone but believe me when I say I was completely and utterly in love with him. I could barely go to the bathroom without missing him.

So you can imagine how fucking hard it was to lose him permanently" I said tears flowing freely.

Mikey pulled me to him rubbing my back while whispering calming things in my ear.

"I started of drinking at the age of 15. Then I moved to weed 3 months later. at 16 I couldn't even tell you what fucked up shit I took but I did a lot of stuff in that time. Stuff I won't talk about but trust me there was nothing sexual or some shit. It was more like harmful stuff.

Once I was too deep into the drugs and alcohol my parents got rid of me. I say they died but in reality they didn't want me anymore.

I was out in the orphanage at 16. nearly 17. They put me in a rehab first. Which I'll admit wasn't hard to give up that shit. I didn't go through withdrawals or anything but then the memories came back." More tears came out rushed .

"I took the drugs to get rid of the pain and memories from the loss of him and getting the relievers taken away made me try to kill myself 4 times.

That's honestly how bad it was. By the time I turned 17 I was put in an asylum for being "crazy" and a "freak" due to substance abuse. They couldn't fix it. No one could.

They let me go 4 months ago and since then I was known as the physco or freak. I've also been called that. Thank god you got me out of that hell hole.

But that's um my fucked up story"

He was crying like me and held me closer than before burying his face in my shoulder hugging me tight.

"I'm so sorry" he sniffled. "That's terrible and someone like you shouldn't have gone through that"

"It's ok. I'm trying to get over it. But there is some times when the memories flood back to me and I'm unable to do anything but crying a few hours or even days"

"And I'll be here." he pulled back looking me in the eyes. "I promise"

He pulled up my sleeves kissing my "battle scars" that showed my awful weaknesses.

"And this needs to stop" he said pecking the last cut. "Because something so beautiful shouldn't be hurt like this"

"Thank you Mikey" I gave him a small smile.

"Anytime Al"

I liked the nickname and smiled to let him know I did.

"I love you Mikey" I said clearing meaning it in a friendly way.

He kissed my forehead lightly letting his lips linger.

"I love you too Al"