"Your house?" I barely even know him and here I am drunk for the first time at the house of someone who bullies me. He nods and he opens the door. As soon as I stand up I began to wobble and he puts his hand on my back to guide me. For some slight reason my stomach began to twist and turn. I do not like him. We get in and I examine the plain, yet fancy house. We head up to his room and it looks nothing close to the fancy living room. His walls are blue and has some posters on the wall, his bed was huge and had black sheets. He leaves the room and comes back with warm boy clothes and hands them to me. He shows me the bathroom and I change into a black t-shirt and boxers. I roll my eyes and neatly fold my clothes. I brush my teeth with my finger, it's honestly better than smelling like vodka. I walk out and see him laying on the bed. "I'm sleeping on the couch downstairs, it is your room." I say as I leave the room but he stops me, "No, sleep in here I'll sleep in my other room." He gets up and leaves me in the dark room. I open his sheets and it smells like cologne. I put my phone on the dresser and fall asleep.
I wake up my alarm clock at 10:30AM. I get up to turn it off but Michael already did. "Who the hell sets an alarm on a Saturday?" He groans and I rub my eyes. "I thought I was dreaming but I really am in your house aren't I.." I mumble but he didn't notice. I walk downstairs and get a cup of water. I don't hear him so I decide to look around, I see a shelf full of papers and pictures and open it, I look at the pictures of what seem to look like Michael with a boy. I sneak deeper but feel a cold arm touch my shoulder. "What the hell do you think your doing?" I know he's angry, and it's my fault. "I.. I was just-" I was cut of by his angry voice. "Just nothing, don't look through my shit again got that?" I nod, even though we both know there won't ever be a next time. I know he doesn't like me and only took me here because I don't belong at parties. "It was weird seeing you at the frat house, you're way to innocent." I don't look at him but I know he's smirking. His tired raspy voice really shows his thick accent. "You don't know me, or what I'm capable of." I snap, he thinks I'm a little girl who doesn't know how to have fun. 'But you don't.' my subconscious says, because she was right. I've never gotten drunk or been to a party like that. If my mother found out she would kill me. He closes the drawer and I go upstairs to change back to my clothes. I come back down and call Amanda. "I'm on my way, where are you?" I look at Michael which seems to be distracted by his coffee. "I'm at Michaels house, ill tell you the details when you come." She hangs up and I walk to the kitchen. "Amanda's coming to pick me up." He doesn't respond but continues to drink his coffee. When she comes I don't say anything but leave. When I get in the car she drives to iHop and immediately startles me by asking questions. "Why did he take you to his house?!" I sigh, "I was too drunk to go home and trust me we didn't do anything. He still hates me." We laugh, "I'm sorry that we went to that party, we can hangout next weekend at my house." She offers and I accept. We walk into iHops and talk about what we should do. After we eat we both agree to go shopping, since it was starting to get cold. She drops me off my house and I thank her for the ride. I open my door and luckily my mother isn't home. Andrew comes downstairs with his friend and I walk in my room. I take a shower and study for my math test. I cross out and write things in my planner and go downstairs to get dinner. I decided to get sleep early so my sleep schedule wouldn't mess me up. I think about why Michael was being so protective but then again an asshole.
I wake up and ache at the thought of going to school. I curl my hair and get dressed, it was a little cold so I decided to wear my Ed Sheeran concert sweatshirt and skinny dark jeans. I find my black combat boots and skip breakfast, I know I would see Amanda at breakfast in school. I drive to school and quickly walk into the cafeteria but don't see Amanda. I sigh and grab a granola bar with a cold bottle of water. I sit near a group that looked like they could be Michael's friends, of course I was right because I see Michael sit next to them and then glance at me. I hear one snicker about my outfit and everyone laughs, except Michael. I ignore the rude comment and continue reading off of my phone. I get up to throw away my trash and I hear the same boy say something. "Dude she isn't even all cute, it'd probably be easy to hit that." I stop and feel my temper rise to the top of my head. I throw away my stuff and rush out of the cafeteria. I feel hot tears run down my face, I had every right to cry. They called me ugly and easy. Yet I'm still a virgin and never even kissed. I hear Michael call my name and I can't help but keep walking. I walk into homeroom and sit next to Amanda. She doesn't ask about my watery eyes so we can continue class at ease. When Michael walks in he forces a boy beside me to move his seat. He sits next to me and tries to get my attention. I ignore him by asking Amanda when the next frat house party will be. She looks surprised but answers. "Friday, why do you want to go again?" She looks confused. "Oh come on it'll be fun!" I smirk. "Well okay. But I won't leave you this time." We laugh and Michael finally stops annoying me. When class starts we talk about famous authors and our essay. We get a head start to start our essay and then the bell rings. I walk out of the class after saying goodbye to Amanda. I walk to my locker and get my gym supplies and head for P.E. After running about a mile and playing soccer I feel drowsy already. I ache my way to lunch after changing and see Austin by himself. He sees me and walks up to me. "Hey, you look great today." I smile and feel my cheeks redden. "Thank you, so do you." He smiles and guides me to the outside tables. "I'm going to get our lunch, what do you want?" I ask him for a cold cut subway and bottled water and he nods and walks back inside. I look out on the street and of course, I see Michael. I see him with those snobby friends of his but he doesn't look happy. One of them gets in his face and he pushes them, onto the hood of his car. He starts to hurt him and the others just watch. I start to panic and get up, I run down the stairs and I grab him by the elbow. "Michael stop you're going to hurt him!" I scream and he gives up when he realizes its me. The boys friends help him up and they walk away. I look at him and his cheek is red. "What happened?" I ask and my breath gets heavy from running and he rolls his eyes and turns around. "Well?" I say and sighs. "None of your damn business okay? Don't worry about what I do or who I fight because it doesn't matter to you." I squint my eyes, did he really just say that? Yet he's the one who took me out a frat party and made me sleep in his room? Because he obviously worryed about what I was doing. "Okay." I turn around and walk back and see Austin sitting alone. "I'm so sorry that I left." I feel bad for leaving him, when he even brought me lunch. "It's cool, really." His bright smile made me sure that it was okay. We finished our lunch and walked to Science. When I walk in I already see Michael sitting down. I lightly sigh and sit down. I try to get my work done but he keeps tapping my thigh. I huff and raise my hand. "Yes Daniella?" I look at him and he pretends to do his work. "May I move my seat?" I point to the desk two seats away from him. "Alright, only for today." I nod and move away. Finally. I finish my work and the bell rings. I walk with Austin and we exchange numbers. I smile and he hugs me goodbye. When I walk towards my car I see Michael in his. He was yelling at someone on his phone and I look away so he doesn't catch me. I get in my car and drive home. I know my mom will be home since it was her day off. I get home and see two cars, when I open the door I see my mom with a man. He looked at me then back at my mom. My mom comes near me and pulls me to the side. "Who is that?" I look at him again. "That's my boyfriend, Ryan..look Dan I know this is hard for you and Andrew but he's a really nice, smart guy and we've been seeing eachother for awhile now." She tries to hug me but I back away. A boyfriend? How could she not even tell me? That's why she was away all the time? She grabs her purse and smiles at Ryan. "I'm going on a date with him so dinners in the oven and Andrews with his friends upstairs." She calls out before closing the door, leaving me completely confused. After Andrew and his friends eat the all go outside. I sit on the couch still wondering why she never told me if they've been together for awhile. I finish all of my homework and call Austin. "Hey gorgeous." His voice sounded raspy and it made my stomach flutter. "Hey, are you busy?" I ask, I know I'll be home alone for hours so I might as well have company. "No not at all, why is there something you want to do?" I look around to make sure the house was clean. "Well I was wondering if you would like to come over." I feel embarrased for even asking. "I actually can't, I'm babysitting my brothers. Maybe tomorrow or Friday?" I remember I had plans with Amanda so I decline and hang up. I feel so stupid for doing this, but I walk over to Michaels house. I pause before knocking on the door because I see him in his backyard. I walk over to him and knock on the locked gate. He turns around and sees me. He walks towards me but doesn't unlock me. "What do you want?" I look down, feeling like I should just turn around. "I was wondering if I could...hang out with you?" I feel like hes gonna tell me to leave, but he unlocks the gate and lets me in. I walk in and see a little shed and he walks in it waiting for me to come in. I walk in and smoke fills in the top of the little room. I cough and he laughs. "You have no idea what this is, do you?" I shake my head and he sits me down and pulls a tall glass. "This is a bong, it has weed in it" He puts his lips onto the device and inhales, then exhales. His eyes redden and he hands it to me. "Trust me, it won't harm you. It's just a plant. It'll make you feel great." For some reason I trust him, and do the same thing that he did, execpt I coughed a lot. We took turns using it about 6 times and I already feel amazing. He clears up the smoke and cleans the area around. We get out of it and lay on the cold grass. We look at the stars and he starts asking me deep questions. "Why do you have scars on your arm?" I sighed, but continued to look at the stars as I answered. "I've been bullied for so many years, and my dad wasn't right to me. I had nobody to talk to, everyone wouldn't care, the more I did it the less pain I felt, it was my only escape from the world. I haven't done it ever since I moved here but that doesn't mean I'll stop forever." I breath, that was the first time I ever told anyone. He gets up and sits with his legs crossed. I sit with him and look at him, even in the dark his green eyes shined bright. "You shouldn't let people do that shit to you, and you shouldn't ruin perfect skin." I look at my arm, and back at him. My stomach flutters but I feel like an emotional wreck. After our long stare in the stars we finally get up. He takes me into his house and in the kitchen. He grabs frozen pizza rolls and puts them in the microwave. After eating the whole bag and laughing at literally nothing he walks me back to my house. I thank him for letting me hang out with him and he smiles. That was the first time I've ever seen him actually smile. When I walk in my mom looks at me. Shit. "Where were you?" She stands up and crosses her arms. "I was only with my friend mom." I say softly but I know this isn't going to end well. "With who? That boy covered in tattoos? You didn't even tell me?!" She gets louder and my temper rises. "Yet you've been seeing someone for months and didn't tell me!?" I yell louder and feel my heart racing. "I am a grown adult. You are a child, stop acting like you aren't and go to your room." She says it a little calm but still sounds threatening. I run up to my room and still feel a little "amazing". I fall asleep a little after my amazing feels are gone and turn into tired feels.
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Harmful Love (A Michael Clifford Fanfic)
FanfictionWe all know the sad stories, alcoholic mother, divorced parents, the same old sad love story. What's the difference? Michael Clifford. The biggest change in Daniella Von's life.
