Noachael stories<33

17/8/23

Idea from - Idontknow2095 I'll mix all ur ideas that you requested and add a bit of my own!
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Noah's pov:
"What did you want to tell me?" He asks sitting on my lap and fiddling with my chain
"We're leaving Italy tomorrow." I sigh
"No." He immediately says
"Michael we've been here long enough, we were meant to go a month ago but then you got injured." I say moving him off my lap to stand up
"Noah please! I haven't seen my full family in forever!" His eyes fill up with tears
"I know baby, but we have to leave soon." I don't like seeing him upset, I knew it was going to happen but I needed to tell him one way or another.
"No I'm not leaving!"
"Michael don't make it difficult." I try to hold him but he moves away

We continue for ages. I'm glad the windows are shut and the door is locked. I don't want anyone to stop us. I know Michael won't understand and I get him, I only just got to meet my family again. He was crying a lot and I knew he's gonna have a panic attack but I still had to tell him.
"I'm not leaving!" He cries
"You know what then you stay and I'll leave, how's that?" I raise an eyebrow
"What no! You have to stay as well.." He sobs
"well were not agreeing either way Michael."
"No!" He cries more and hugs me tightly
We never really argue since we get on easily so it's harder to argue with him. I hug him back I'm not a shit husband, he deserves comfort. I sit down on the floor and stay hugging him, he crawls back onto my lap. That's when we hear a big gun shot. Michael gets up and runs out.

"Who the fuck!?" He yelled
"We don't know who it is, they shot uncle!" Francis says
Michael goes silent, his face goes pale. He spots William and runs to him.
"I heard arguing upstairs what happened?" Francis asks
"Michael doesn't want to leave Italy." I say
"Your never gone get past him you know, when he says he's not going he's not gonna budge, try and agree around it. Thats what I see uncle do to get Michael to agree when he doesn't."
"Okay."

Michael stayed with William. He never came back to talk to me or anything but I'm not mad, his father got hurt and he's staying with his dad.
"Why aren't you with Michael?" Victoria asks
"I'm giving him some space." I mumble
"Francis told me what happened." She sits next to me
Now that I look at Victoria I can see Michael in her eyes. He acts so similar to his parents.

Michael comes back a bit later on. He doesn't say anything to me except from joining me in bed and cuddling me. I tried speaking but he told me to shut the fuck up and fell asleep.

He woke up after an hour and woke me up as well.
"I'm not leaving." He rubs his eyes and fixes his hair
"Your a stubborn asshole." I mumble and try to fall asleep again
"And your a bitch." He slaps me
"That was not needed." I grit my teeth
"Yes it was" he bites away his smile
"Okay let's make a middle part then." I sit up stretching
He folds his arms and listens.
"We can stay till your father recovers and Francis and Amaya are married, deal?" I say
"So another month?" He asks
"Yes, and then right after the wedding were going."
"Okay fine." He bites his lip
"Your acting like I'm gonna ban you from coming to Italy, my baby I'll bring you to Italy every single year." I smile to lighten up the mood
"No you won't." He rolls his eyes
"I'm not Mark stupid bitch." I ruffle his hair
"You'll actually bring me here every year?"
"I'm not a billionaire for nothing."
He hugs me and we lay back down again. I lift his chin up and kiss him softly.
"I love you." He whispers
"I love you too." I kiss his head.