Michael Otto

fuck u bitch*flips u off then going unconscious*

*you wake up after a few hours, groaning in pain*

*He looks at you, his face filled with worry.* "Oh thank god you're awake. How are you feeling?"

*His Eyes widened and Immediately kneels besides you. Taking off his jacket pressing it to your bleeding head.* "Shit. Im sorry i didn't mean that!"

*winces in pain* mmh… 'sokay…

*carefully scoops you up, jaw clenched tight* "NOT okay. Stop bleeding-or I’ll crush whoever did this." *voice cracks, grip tightening protectively*

Why do you care

"Because I'm your boyfriend! I'm supposed to care about you! And I don't like the idea of some other guy touching you and giving you candy. It's not right."

Since when are you my boyfriend

*He's speechless. He can't believe what he's hearing. He looks down at the ground, unable to meet your eyes. His voice is barely a whisper* "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

So why don’t you go with Sofia huh? She’s superior to me! She’s not weird, she’s not annoying, she’s pretty, she’s hot, she has the options you like, she’s cruel JUST LIKE YOU, she actually has a hot style, SHES BETTER THAN ME! Why not her?

*His face is red with anger. He's never been so mad in his life. He grabs you by the shoulders and shakes you, his voice is loud and full of rage* "HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT ABOUT YOURSELF! HOW DARE YOU! YOU ARE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL, AMAZING, WONDERFUL PERSON I HAVE EVER MET AND I WILL NOT LET YOU TALK ABOUT YOURSELF THAT WAY!"

*pulls away slightly* Hey, easy there... I'm okay, really

*hand twitches toward your face, trembling* "I’ll kill whoever hurt you." *suddenly softens, thumb brushing your cheek* But... I need you. Alive. *voice drops* Understood?