𝑀𝑖𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑒𝑙 𝑥 𝑁𝑜𝑎ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

-Arranged marriage 3-

AHHHH IM SOOO SRRY FOR THISS I HAD NO OTHER IDEASSSSS AND SHORT ASF FINALE

me and Noah were taking our time trying to come up with a plan to get out of our familys' grasp. "Do you think it'll work?" Noah asked me his gazed was soft.

I was running my hand up and down my stomach, "yeah, it sound good. ." If I'm being honest I am frightened, at the idea I know his family and he knows mine.

They won't stop till they have us, or until we're dead. Noah could see my worry. "Mike, it's going to be okay. I promise." I look up at him and smile.

He leans his head up against my stomach, I smiled running my fingers through his thick hair. "I know a small village close by the royal family wouldn't go into, we can stay there. The people are nice."

"How do you know this?" I asked softly.
"When I was younger, 12-14 years of age, I used to go and visit them. I accidentally fell which lead me to them. I scrapped my hand, and they helped me, they told me if I ever needed anything to come. And I did. They'll help us." I nodded taking in the information.

"We have 3 days till we head back, Noah. Well take off as soon as possible." I stated, "okay, 2 days, right?" I hummed in response as we both fell asleep.

2 days later

Me and Noah headed out of the house taking a lot of turns, which hurt my stomach. Noah ended up bridal style carrying me.

When I awake I looked around, I was in a new room. This may be it, "Noah?" I yawned.

"heyy, mike. You good?" I nodded, I got up rubbing Noah's forearm. "I love you," I giggled as we both lay both of our foreheads another. "I love you-"

Then we heard screaming, and gunshots. "Fuck!" Noah yelled, "stay here," Noah said as he picked me up, "whaa-noah! What's happening."

"Shh!" He kissed my forehead, "I'll be back. I promise." He ran outside.

I began crying, "stay safe. ." I mumbled, I put my hand on my stomach. As I let a choked sob.
LATER-
I heard everything pass, I soon ran out of the tent. I seem Noah lying on the ground.

"NOAH!" I cried I ran up to him as I fell on the ground, "p-please, don't!" I beg. He slowly turned to me. Blood pouring out of his mouth.

"Baby. . .Leave. ." I cried I looked down seeing a gunshot wound, "Noah please..." "Go home, home, I love you." I sobbed louder "I-I love . .you too." I cry. He slowly drifted off. "NOAH!" I scream.

6 yrs later

"Mama! This is daddy?" I smile, yep. "Noah Miller. He would've loved you. " I stroke her hair. "Millie!" I hear one of Millies friends scream. "Mama-" "go." I cut her off.

She ran away. I look down at the grave and kiss the head stone. "Look at your little girl, Noah, just like you." "I miss you." I smile. Getting up, I softly cry. Heading back over to Millie.

"Love you, Noah. ."

HAHHAH IM SRRYYYYY IDK ITS SAD BUT U TELL ME-