Support | Michael
He knew you were struggling, but he didn't want to pressure you. He knew you were looking for a way for it to stop, but he didn't know what he could do. He knew that as your brother he had to protect you. But how could he protect you from yourself. He knew that your escape was music and he knew what he had to do.
As you came home from a stressful day at school,you saw a box on the stairs that had a small paper note in front of it. Out of curiosity, you went over to the box picking up the note it read - "in the box lays the outfit you will wear, don't think about it just put it on"
Opening the box, you saw an all-time low t-shirt with a pair of your ripped skinny jeans and some black converse. You got dressed putting on the outfit that was in the box. After you straightened your hair and doing your make up you heard the front door open. "Y/N?" he shouted. You went down the stairs and a smile grew on your face when you saw Michael stood there wearing the same t-shirt as you. When you were younger your mother would dress you both in matching Outfits sometimes. "So you must be the mystery man with the box" you laughed. "Yeah, there is a reason for that but there are some things I have to do so I can show the surprise," he said. "Okay?" you questioned suspiciously. He handed you a bandanna. "I need to blindfold you," he said. You laughed and followed his instructions. You trusted Michael and knew that his surprise would be good after all he was your strange brother and most of his surprises were good.
After spending a strange amount of time in a car, the vehicle stopped. Michael helped you out of the car. As you walked, you heard a lot of voices murmuring but you hadn't stood long enough near them to figure out what they were saying, You both continued to walk, Michael's hands on your shoulders guiding you to wherever you were going. After a while, you both stopped moving and Michael said, "Okay Y/N its time to take the blindfold off I hope it makes you happy," Slowly, the blindfold is removed from your eyes and a smile spreads across your face. "All time low?' you question looking up at Michael. You were at the front row of the concert and you could see the sign that showed their name right in front of you. "Yes hun I hope you enjoy," he says pulling you into a hug. "You're the best brother ever!" You exclaimed.
The concert had been going on for a while and the boys had sung most of your favourite songs.
After they finished singing "Remembering Sunday" Alex stepped up to the microphone, an acoustic guitar in hand, he looked out into the crowd and said, "Now, I know many of you are huge fans of this band and you all use our music as a distraction. Everyone goes through tough times that we cannot prevent happening. We all try to keep swimming and try not to let ourselves get pulled us under. Now I know many fans tell me that our music helped them and I love you all for it but there is someone out there who I know right now who needs us. I got a call from a friend of mine a few weeks ago he told me stories of his sister she had been struggling with life and she struggled to smile. Now this friend I'm talking about is currently in the audience with this girl. This concert was a surprise for her," At this moment the spotlight found you both, Alex and the rest of the band looked at you. "So here is a song that has helped you Y/N and many people in this room out. this is therapy" Alex said and began to play the chords that you knew like the back of your hand. Michael pulled you into a hug kissing your forehead as tears left your eyes you both sang the lyrics together. Without Michael you wouldn't know where you would be and you couldn't live without him, he was your rock and would always find away to bring light into dark situations.
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