groupie - michael clifford u.s.

• twenty - five •

I was currently in the hospital getting stitches on my hip bones. the cuts were a lot deeper than I expected, all the way to the bond. not nearly as bad when he hurt me like this last year. Michael was by my side holding my hand. The doctor had numbed my skin but I would still feel a tight pinch every now and then; when I did, I would squeeze his hand. He kept kissing my knuckles every time i would scrunch my face up.

"Just 2 more." The nurse pulled the needle gently before pulling another one.

"okay!" she smiled, cutting the lost strand and placing a bandages on both sides.

"You're free to go right after I come with prescription for a bottle of pain killers." She smiled and stood up, walking from our behind the curtain. Michael sighed, examining my fingers. I smiled at his cuteness. how did I get so lucky?

Michael saved my life less than 2 hours ago, and I was so grateful he did.

"Twitter is blowing up." Michael groaned, placing his phone on the bed I was laying on. I looked at him questionably.

"The fans are freaking out because they think I was stabbed. They think that you like, died, just a lot of rumors." He placed the back of my hand on his cheek, leaning on it. I released my hand from his and ran my hand through his colored hair. It was actually a lot softer than usual. He closed his eyes, I could tell he was enjoying it.

"Dude, this feels like an orgasm." Michael laid his head on my thighs, finally opening his eyes. I chuckled a bit, "you're really cute." I said tracing the outline of his face.

He smiled, "you're really gorgeous."

"Shut up." I felt my insides warm up, "I'll make these last few weeks coun-"

"Michael Clifford, Gwen Stevens?" a lady and a man dressed nicely moved the hospital curtain aside and stepped into the small room. I nodded, sitting up a bit.

"Gwen we're going to have to take you in for questioning, and Michael, you're under arrest." 3 cops came into the empty spaces and hooked Michael up.

"What the fuck?" Me and Michael said in sync. I got off of the hospital bed, forgetting about to pain traveling through my body.

"Why is he under arrest?" I said, pissed. Michael turned white, not knowing what the really think of this whole situation.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?." The man holding bounding Michael hands together said loudly.

"What the fuck is he getting arrested for!?" I yelled, getting extremely agitated with the police officers.

"For battery and assault." The cops said, taking Michael away. I wanted to run after him but the nicely dressed officers were stopping me. The woman gabbed my arm while the man blocked me from leaving.

"We can cuff you if you struggle, or you can freely come to the station with us. You're decision." The lady said sternly. I fought back the tears and sighed deeply.

"Okay. I'll go."

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