(Y/N's Pov)
"Michael's been shot." I didn't have to hear anymore. I pushed her off and ran on stage. Ashton saw me and held me back.
"Stop! Ashton, stop!" I yelled, punching at his arms. "Michael!" He kept an incredibly tight grip on me.
I could see Michael from around Calum. He was spitting out blood and shaking vigorously. Luke was trying his vest to hold him down while the paramedics came around the corner.
Ashton had me held in the air, while I was kicking and hitting him to get out of his arms. "My God! Let her go!" Someone from the crowd screamed loudly, and he did. I ran straight to Michael, as he was being pulled out on a stretcher. I placed my hands on his chest and the paramedics stopped moving him.
He looked over at me and tried to say something but it came out as a whisper. They soon started moving again and took him away from me.
I tried running after them but this time, not only Ashton, but all 3 boys pulled me back and carried me out. Everyone let me go and I collapsed to the floor. "Y/N we have to go to the hospital. Let me help you." Ashton said reaching his hand out.
I went to grab his hand, but when I saw the blood on mine, I lost it. Everything went black.
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The Ghost Of You (Michael Clifford x Reader)
Fanfiction"Even when you didn't see me, I was always there."
