(MICHAEL'S HISTORY)
It had been 3 weeks since y/n collapsed.
I could only wait, the doctors said she she should be waking up soon. All i kept thinking was "this is my fault, i should have protected her more."
I walked into the room to see y/n laying in the bed, with white lips and pale face, i wanted to break down, but then i saw her beautiful bleu eyes flutter open. "Y/n?!"
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Why?!
Hayran KurguThis is a sad story about you and Michael clifford. If you don't want to read a sad story don't read this. Thank you In this story i use "y/n" and that means "you name"
